The mad martial artist regained consciousness not because of the pill, but because Jun Changxiao had integrated a wisp of fire soul power into the pill in advance. After taking it, he successfully purified the fire poison that affected his mind and nerves.
It was just a very ordinary pill, not a mud ball made from his clothes. Gou Sheng was not that dirty.
Of course.
He had to praise Miao Saifeng.
Her diagnosis and treatment of poison symptoms were even better than Sun Bukong's.
People who focused on poison were naturally good at detoxification.
After saving the mad martial artist, Jun Changxiao instantly realized that this was definitely a big business opportunity!
He learned from the middle-aged man that this fire poison had a high incidence rate in the Scarlet Hell Realm. Since he could easily detoxify it, he could help treat them and earn Fire Stones!
Sure enough.
He stood on the street and fooled the passers-by, and they all believed him.
The mad martial artist had recovered. This was something that really happened in front of them, and they could not doubt it!
What's more, the person who was saved was a local in the city. His neighbors who knew him knew that he had shown signs of being infected before, and there was no deliberate act.
"Divine Doctor!"
"He's a divine doctor!"
For a time, the news that the mad martial artist did not die suddenly and was cured spread in the Honorable Martial City. It even alarmed the City Lord, who personally came to the inn to visit Jun Changxiao that night.
Did it have to be so exaggerated?
Readers who studied the history of the Scarlet Hell Realm all year round should know that this fire poison disease existed for a long time. As long as one contracted it, it would be considered a terminal illness. Unless one broke through to a very high realm, there was no cure.
…
The City Lord of the Honorable Martial City was surnamed Wang. He was about fifty or sixty years old, and his sideburns were white.
After he walked into the room of the inn, he lowered his posture and cupped his hands. "Mr. Jun, my son has also contracted a terminal illness. Thank you for your help!"
"It's my responsibility to save the dying and heal the injured."
Jun Changxiao needed to make a name for himself as soon as possible so that he could treat more patients. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity.
So, he went to the City Lord's Mansion that night and saw the City Lord's son locked in a dark room. This person sometimes grinned and sometimes talked to himself like a mental patient.
"Patriarch."
Miao Saifeng, who was on Eternal, looked at the image sent to her through a pair of special glasses. She said, "This person should be in the early stage of being poisoned. He's in a mental state. If he doesn't receive treatment, he'll go crazy and die."
"…"
Sun Bukong shed tears.
Treating illnesses should have been his forte, but Hall Master Miao had stolen his limelight.
"Lord Wang."
Jun Changxiao looked like a godly doctor. After carefully observing the situation, he said, "Your son's illness can be cured with just one pill."
City Lord Wang was overjoyed.
"However …"
Jun Changxiao said, "The medicinal ingredients needed for the pill are extremely expensive, so …"
City Lord Wang was, after all, a veteran of the Jianghu who had been on the battlefield for a long time. He didn't wait for Jun Mo Xie to finish his words and said straightforwardly, "Mr. Jun, I will buy the pills. You can name your price!"
"Ten first-class firestones!"
Jun Changxiao wasn't the type to beat around the bush. He was greedy for the energy of the Scarlet Hell Realm, so he was despicable.
City Lord Wang was stunned.
What?
Did he think it was too much?
City Lord Wang's expression changed, and he said unhappily, "If Mr. Jun's pill can cure my son's terminal illness, ten first-class firestones would be blasphemy to a divine doctor like you, so at least a thousand!"
"…"
The corner of Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched violently.
The difference between ten and a thousand firestones was huge!
The System couldn't help but complain, "Why do I feel like the author is deliberately whitewashing the host's reputation?"
…
City Lord Wang was very generous and promised a thousand first-class firestones.
However, the prerequisite was that he could cure his son's terminal illness. Otherwise, he would be regarded as a scammer and be locked up in prison.
It wasn't that he was heartless, but since ancient times, many people had used the name of curing fire poison to swindle people in the Scarlet Hell Realm.
Of course.
Jun Changxiao was truly capable.
He took out a pill that had been infused with the power of the Fire Soul in advance and threw it into the mouth of the City Lord's son. After a while, the other party gradually recovered from his demented state and said, "Father … what happened to me?"
"My son …"
"You're awake!"
City Lord Wang immediately burst into tears.
Although he had many wives and concubines, he only had one precious son. Now that he saw his son's clear eyes and normal behavior, he definitely couldn't control his emotions.
"Mr. Jun!" He hurriedly bowed to Jun Changxiao and said, "You really are a divine doctor!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Your son has just recovered from a serious illness and is very weak. He needs to be carefully nursed back to health for a few months."
"Understood, understood!"
As City Lord Wang spoke, he winked at several accompanying doctors. The latter hurriedly supported the Young Master and took the opportunity to diagnose his internal body. He transmitted his voice, "City Lord, the violent force in the Young Master's body has been completely removed!"
…
Young Master Wang's terminal illness was cured, and the City Lord's Residence suddenly became lively. Jun Changxiao, who was known as the divine doctor, naturally had to be treated.
At the banquet.
City Lord Wang held up a thousand first-class firestones and raised his cup. "This terminal illness has troubled the Scarlet Hell Realm for many years. Since you were able to cure it, it will definitely benefit the present generation and the future generations!"
"You flatter me, City Lord Wang!"
Jun Changxiao said modestly, "Jun is just a rural doctor. I only hope to save more patients with my own meager strength. I don't care about the so-called fame and fortune."
City Lord Wang almost believed him if he didn't see how fast he collected the money.
"Jun Patriarch."
"The incidence of this terminal illness is extremely high, especially in high officials and nobles. You have the ability to cure it, and you will definitely have a meteoric rise in the future."
Jun Changxiao didn't seem to care, but he was very happy in his heart.
The more patients he had, the more money he could earn.
…
Jun Changxiao temporarily stayed in the City Lord's Residence.
In the dead of night, he forced out the alcohol and took out a first-class firestone from his Space Ring. "Let's see how it works."
Whoosh!
He sat cross-legged on the ground and released his spiritual thoughts.
Strictly speaking, Jun Changxiao was also a fire cultivator. After all, he had the Body of Holy Flame and the Spirit of Fire Soul. This kind of extremely high fire-attribute martial arts resource could be completely absorbed.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Wisps of fire-attribute energy floated into his dantian and gradually merged with his Energy Core.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao frowned.
Although the energy from the firestone was extremely pure, it was mixed with a trace of irritable force.
"Could it be …"
Gou Sheng guessed, "The reason why the Scarlet Hell Realm martial artists suffer from the incurable disease is because of the long-term intake of firestones, which caused the disease to accumulate?"
"The incidence of this terminal illness is extremely high, especially in high officials and nobles."
The words that City Master Wang had said at the banquet earlier rang in his ears, allowing him to be certain: "It should be close to the mark!"
It was definitely easy for high officials and nobles to obtain firestones, and their intake was far higher than ordinary people, so it was easy to understand why they were the main group of people suffering from the disease.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jun Changxiao sighed. "This is the disease of the rich."
Whoosh!
With a thought, the power of Fire Soul spread out and purified the irritable force in his dantian.
"The cause of the illness has been found." Jun Changxiao touched his chin and said, "If I can develop a preventive medicine to suppress the irritable force, won't I become rich overnight?"
"Hall Master Miao."
Jun Changxiao asked through telepathy, "Can this fire poison be prevented?"
"Yes."
Miao Saifeng said, "But it needs the power of Fire Soul from the Patriarch, and it will take some time."
"How long?"
"Three to five months if it's fast, three to five years if it's slow."
"This fire poison incurable disease can only be solved by attacking the root cause, so I'll leave it to you. You must develop a preventive medicine as soon as possible."
…
Jun Changxiao stayed in the City Lord's Mansion for several days. When the news of the City Lord's son's recovery spread, more and more famous families brought patients to treat, and they all prepared thousands of first-class firestones.
To be honest …
Fire poison incurable disease was really the disease of the rich.
Jun Changxiao had treated so many patients, but he had never met an ordinary one. It was obvious that it was difficult to ingest firestones, so it was almost impossible to get sick.
"Mr. Jun."
One day, when he returned from shopping outside, City Lord Wang came over in a panic and whispered, "A noble has come to visit you."
"How expensive?"
"The royal family of the Blue Waves Empire!"
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