Yang Buhui was the dean of the Imperial University dical College, and the number of dignitaries seeking his treatnt was countless, just as he had seen countless difficult and complicated cases.
However, a mysterious fainting case like Bao Gucheng’s was the first he had ever encountered in his life.
If even he couldn’t provide an effective treatnt plan, there’s no way anyone else could cure it.
He followed along, not out of curiosity about what secret redy Zuzi might have, but simply to expose her evidence of fraud.
After all, "exposing fraud" was also a specialty of master experts.
Through powerful "fraud-busting," they could better highlight how authoritative these prestigious experts truly were.
Yet, he never expected.
This village girl’s trickery would refresh his worldview and shock his eyes—
Zuzi stepped into the barracks and headed straight for Bao Gucheng’s military cot.
The guards in the barracks, ard to the teeth, didn’t recognize her, and imdiately tensed up on full alert, aiming their dark KP125s at her unceremoniously.
Zuzi didn’t mind, actually waved a hand softly over the muzzles, with a charming smile: "Kids, don’t make a fuss."
The guards: "..."
Their hands suddenly froze, unable to move or speak, only able to breathe, turned into human-shaped large toys—what was going on here?!
Zuzi brushed past the guards blocking her.
Ca to Bao Gucheng’s bed.
The conditions in the camp were simple, the spartan military cot barely 1.8 ters long, unable to contain the man’s long legs.
She sighed, gently held the man’s ankle and moved it slightly.
"Last ti you were covered in blood."
"This ti you’re covered in mud again."
"Xiao Chenger, why are you so disobedient, not listening to your Ancestor?"
"Look, without gloves, such beautiful hands have been stained black..."
The barbed nails were very sharp.
Bao Gucheng, in order to allow the skeleton of the Si Snake to avoid further humiliation, pulled them out with his bare hands, exceeding the strength ordinary skin could endure.
His fingers’ skin was cracked, blood mixed with rust and dirt, making a horrifying sight.
Previously, the experts were all busy analyzing the illness, checking various data, and no one noticed or cared about his injured fingers, or the uncomfortable way his long legs lay on the small bed.
Instead, Zuzi at this mont lingered over these details about a dying man, making Yang Buhui and the experts who followed in even more disdainful!
"What is she doing?"
"Does a country healer cure with words? What’s the use of saying these things?"
"Ha, this is all a routine. Don’t need to see, I can know this village girl is definitely going to fake sothing, pulling so dicine King possession trick next!"
Chen Long was very nervous, afraid that Zuzi would be unhappy with what these old guys said, and frantically gave them winks.
But no one understood him!
Who knew.
Zuzi didn’t get angry, just gave the old experts a faint look and pondered: "How do you know, Ancestor cures Xiao Chenger with words? Kid, you’ve got a bright future."
The old experts were floored!
Before they could digest Zuzi’s shocking words, they heard her again with another stunning line:
"However, the dicine King’s wife doesn’t need the Ancestor to invite her, she’s a junior, if she knew the Ancestor was here, she should co to pay respects to the Ancestor."
You... junior?!
Everyone once again was floored!
Yang Buhui was so angry he felt a pain in his liver, waved people off: "You have no right to approach Commander Bao..."
But Zuzi turned a deaf ear, directly sitting down by Bao Gucheng’s bed.
Then, she bent slightly, gracefully ford a spell with her delicate hand, and said to the tightly shut-eyed Bao Gucheng: "Xiao Chenger, I’m here..."
Without warning, her cherry lips fell on Bao Gucheng’s bloodless pale lips!
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