"What kind of poison is it?" Xue Eleven asked in surprise. He thought the child was just ill, but he didn’t expect it to be poisoning.
"The doctor didn’t say, only ntioned that the child has less than two months to live." Yang Ming didn’t tell the truth. Before confirming whether the child was poisoned, he couldn’t say it recklessly.
"Less than two months?"
Yang Ming nodded and continued, "Yes, we don’t believe what the doctor said. How could such a young child be poisoned? But we’re also afraid that if it’s true, it would delay the child’s life. That’s why we ca to the dicine King Valley, hoping the Divine Doctors here can confirm whether the child is poisoned. There are many Divine Doctors in the Wang Valley; even if the child is poisoned, there should be a way to help detoxify, so we can’t leave."
After hearing Yang Ming’s explanation, Xue Eleven finally understood why they were so persistent. He looked at the child, who didn’t look like he was poisoned. Such a lovely child, if he really only had two months to live, just thinking about it was heart-wrenching.
So he said, "Big brother, my dical skills are not high, but let try."
"Thank you." Hearing Xue Eleven agree, Yang Ming’s heart leaped with joy. No matter what, at least they found soone who could help confirm, and there might be hope for the child.
Xue Eleven looked at the child and checked the child’s body. From the outside, there didn’t seem to be any problems. Finally, he took the child’s weak pulse. After feeling the pulse, his brow furrowed, and his expression beca grave.
Yang Ming beca very nervous, thinking, could it really be poisoning, and is it difficult to treat?
A mont later, Xue Eleven withdrew his hand and said, "Big brother, I’m really sorry. My dical skills aren’t high enough to determine if the child is poisoned."
Xue Eleven sighed. He felt really humbled, realizing that external doctors could see the child’s poisoning, but he couldn’t. It seed he was still too inexperienced.
Hearing this, Yang Ming’s heart sank to the bottom. The hope that had just ignited was so quickly extinguished. Now what should they do?
Seeing Yang Ming’s dejected expression, Xue Eleven felt a bit empathetic, "Big brother, don’t worry. I’m just a junior apprentice in the dicine King Valley. Maybe my masters can see if the child is poisoned. My master likes to challenge rare diseases. I’ll tell him about the situation. Maybe I can persuade him to help."
"Really? We’ve been here for days, and they still haven’t let us in." Although Xue Eleven said this, Yang Ming asked with great concern.
"Yes, the other masters are quite strict, which is why they haven’t let you in. I’ll secretly go find my master."
"Young brother, I don’t know how to thank you. Anyway, thank you." At this mont, Yang Ming’s heart was once again filled with hope.
"It’s nothing. I’ll go back now, and you wait for my news."
"Okay."
Watching Xue Eleven get off the carriage and walk into the dicine King Valley, Yang Ming was full of gratitude. Now all their hope rested on this young brother.
If he could really convince the masters inside, perhaps they would be saved.
Yang Ming looked at his wife and child on the carriage. To follow him like this truly was hard on them. Perhaps if his wife had followed soone like Chu Lian, the ending would be different.
He looked at his wife with eyes full of heartache, and suddenly he saw his wife’s eyelashes seem to tremble. He hurriedly shouted, "Wife, are you awake?"
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