Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1341 - 1338: This kind of trash also deserves to be called an Alchemist?

Chapter 1341: Chapter 1338: This kind of trash also deserves to be called an Alchemist?

Ren Feifan was just about to speak when the sword-bearing young man went straight to the girl and urged, "Ruoran, this guy is a swindler. Why are you believing his nonsense? Is your grandma sick again? Come on, I’ll go find Doctor Jiang for you. With Doctor Jiang’s skills, he can definitely cure her."

The girl ignored the young man. Although her grandmother’s life had been stabilized by the medicine prescribed by Doctor Jiang during this time, the frequency of her grandmother’s vomiting blood had been increasing. She even suspected that Doctor Jiang might have prescribed the wrong medicine, but she dared not voice her concerns!

After all, Doctor Jiang was a respected figure throughout the entire village and even the town!

No one dared to challenge his dignity!

At this moment, the young man before her represented her only chance. By now, treating her grandmother’s illness was like trying to bring a dying horse back to life. Her eyes fixated tightly on Ren Feifan, she earnestly said, "Can you really cure my grandma? If you can, my father’s room is at your disposal for as long as you need!"

Hope was written all over the girl’s face, as if Ren Feifan was her last straw.

Ren Feifan glanced at the girl’s expression, regained his serious demeanor, and suddenly produced a packet of silver needles in his hand. His gaze calm, an aura of Saint Doctor’s Gate exuded from deep within his body, and he declared,

"As long as she’s not dead, I can heal her!"

His voice resounded powerfully, exploding in everyone’s hearts!

For a moment, everyone present believed him because of that statement.

His demeanor was too much like that of a Divine Doctor.

But the conviction did not last long; some with higher cultivation soon came to their senses, their expressions completely changing.

’As long as she’s not dead, I can heal her’ - that was simply impossible!

Was this young man boasting too much, thinking he was an immortal?

Even Miracle Doctor Zhuge of the Outer Hidden Sect, known as a healing master, could not guarantee to cure all diseases!

Yet you claim you can heal everything?

The girl, regardless of whether Ren Feifan’s words were true or false, grabbed his arm excitedly, "Master, are you serious?"

Ren Feifan said no more. With hands behind his back, he stated indifferently, "You can choose not to believe."

"I believe, I believe. Master, please come and see my grandma. She has been comatose in bed for two years now, and she experiences episodes every few days, even coughing up blood. It’s been getting worse recently. If not for Doctor Jiang’s treatment, my grandma would have probably..."

Before she could finish, the girl burst into tears.

Ren Feifan’s eyes sharpened. Just by listening to the young girl’s description, he had already guessed a few things.

But how could such a disease still exist? Hadn’t it been eradicated?

"Let’s go. I know what the illness is, and I’m ninety percent certain."

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief. They never expected this upstart to get carried away with his boasting – ninety percent certainty, why not just say you can fly?

Even Doctor Jiang had no solution to this disease, resorting to some secret techniques for mere relief, yet this youngster claimed he could heal it. Heal your granddad! Acting pretentious won’t kill you!

Even more astonishing was that this youngster hadn’t even started the diagnostic process and claimed to know the disease?

Blow your trumpets a bit more reasonably, for heaven’s sake!

The key point was that Ruoran actually believed him!

Everyone thought the girl had become a fool. Ever since her grandmother fell ill, the only person she had depended on, she had turned into an idiot - so easily exploited!

So, they were determined not to let a scoundrel like Ren Feifan succeed!

Then those villagers stepped directly in front of Ren Feifan and said, "Kid, don’t think you can get away with any schemes. Ruoran is like our own child, and if you dare to lay a finger on her, I guarantee you won’t even know how you died. Since you say you can cure her, we’ll go with you to see! I really want to see what tricks you, a charlatan from the streets, can pull off!"

Ren Feifan completely ignored the crowd and said to the girl, "Take me there."

Overwhelmed with joy, the girl hurried towards a house. Just as Ren Feifan was about to follow, he found himself still blocked by the people. He could only shake his head helplessly, step forward, and a wave of Qi immediately spread out, opening a path through the crowd. He calmly made his way towards the girl’s home.

Those young men and strong villagers who were pushed aside looked baffled, looking at each other.

How did they let him through just now?

For a moment, the scene was eerily quiet, so quiet it was almost terrifying.

...

Meanwhile, Ren Feifan had arrived at the girl’s home. The house was somewhat damp, but overall it was clean and tidy. In a side room lay an old woman who was almost skin and bones.

For some reason, a trace of blood trickled from the corner of the old woman’s mouth. The girl was meticulously wiping it away and feeding the old woman a bowl of traditional medicine.

Ren Feifan’s gaze fell upon the medicine, and his expression changed. The old woman’s ailment was of extreme yin, yet this medicine was of extreme yang.

Although it could temporarily neutralize the old woman’s symptoms, but—medicine is inherently poisonous!

If she were to continue feeding this medicine to the old woman, it would undoubtedly harm her!

Ren Feifan’s hand gathered True Qi and he smacked the bowl from the girl’s hands.

Suddenly, the medicine splashed to the ground, and the bowl shattered completely.

The girl’s eyes widened in astonishment and she exclaimed, "Master, what are you doing? That’s the medicine Doctor Jiang prescribed for my grandma..."

Ren Feifan waved his sleeve and snorted coldly, "This medicine might as well be poison. Truly a quack doctor, to hell with taking it anymore. I bet you’ve been feeding it to your grandma for over a year, right? If you continue, Doctor Jiang will be the death of her!"

The girl was taken aback, never expecting this master to curse, and to speak of Doctor Jiang wanting her grandma dead.

How could that be possible! Doctor Jiang was known as the Divine Doctor in town.

She really wanted to argue, but the girl didn’t dare.

But the villagers were furious—outraged as a group!

They initially thought Ren Feifan was after Qiu Ruoran, but now they couldn’t believe that this fellow intended to also harm an old woman lying ill in bed!

And now he was even calling Doctor Jiang a quack! This was simply too shameless!

His heart deserved punishment!

"Kid, you even dare to slander Doctor Jiang. Don’t you know that Doctor Jiang is a second-level alchemist of the Outer Hidden Sect? Do you even comprehend what a second-level alchemist means? It’s beyond your reach for life!"

Ren Feifan was taken aback, having heard a new term—second-level alchemist?

That must be some sort of certification.

Immediately afterward, he snorted coldly, "Such garbage dares to call itself an alchemist? It’s an insult to the very word!"

"You!" The villagers’ faces turned red with anger, and they were ready to act, but then they found Ren Feifan extracting silver needles calmly, with True Qi flowing through his hands. The silver needles shot out like dancing musical notes!

This skill completely intimidated them! The whole process was as smooth as a moving cloud and flowing water!

Even if this kid wasn’t a master of the Medical Path, those needle techniques were stunningly beautiful.

Ren Feifan didn’t care about their reactions. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after exhaling slowly, he became tranquil, his concentration intensely focused!

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