Miracle Doctor Guan had seen Elder Peng's illness many times, but he couldn't do anything about it. That was why he thought that I couldn't do anything and was just pretending to be mysterious. After all, medicine was about gradual improvement and accumulation. Almost everyone had a logical mind, and the older the doctor, the more profound their medical skills were.
Actually, this was an indisputable fact. Of course, nothing was absolute. If I hadn't come into contact with the Medicine King's inheritance, not to mention treating a patient, even inserting needles would be difficult. On the contrary, I had gotten lucky and broke this rule.
Elder Peng had placed all of his hopes on Grandmaster Huang, which was understandable. Moreover, I didn't know what kind of condition he was offering, but judging from Peng Haoran's reaction, I could imagine that it wouldn't be a small amount.
"Don't worry. As long as you take the medicine regularly, you'll definitely be cured!" Master Huang said seriously. Peng Haoran and his son's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, elixirs were magical. So many experts and professors couldn't do anything about the illness, but when it came to Master Huang, it was not a problem at all.
"Alright, since Master Huang is so confident, then I won't be stingy. If it's really as you say, I'll add another 5 points!" Elder Peng said straightforwardly. It was only 5%, but it was enough to show his sincerity.
Peng Haoran couldn't say it out loud. He had worked hard for more than ten years, and it wasn't easy for him to expand his business. His father, on the other hand, gave him 30%. Master Huang didn't have to do anything, just wait for his share of the money. This was a good thing because he had the ability to save people.
But from Peng Haoran's understanding, Elder Peng shouldn't have been so impulsive. Maybe he just wanted to anger me. After all, he kept dragging the matter of treating his illness. He had the time to go sightseeing with his sister, but he had tossed his urgent illness aside. It was a bit unreasonable. If it wasn't for his kindness, Elder Peng would've turned against him a long time ago.
He said that he wanted me to appraise the effect of the pill, but he wanted to anger me more. Even if I exposed the professor's bullshit pill back at Hot Spring Town, it was probably just a coincidence.
"Elder Peng is really generous!"
Master Huang couldn't help but smile. With a flip of his hand, a small gourd-shaped porcelain bottle appeared. It looked very exquisite.
"Here, take one pill every week. When it's almost finished, remember to remind me to continue refining pills for you." Master Huang handed the small porcelain bottle to Elder Peng. The latter held it tightly, afraid that it would break.
"Master Huang, I can't thank you enough!" Elder Peng said gratefully.
"En, don't call me Grandmaster. That's how you address warriors. Just call me Apothecary."
Originally, in front of Elder Peng, he was considered a junior. No matter how capable he was, he had to humble himself. However, this surnamed Huang was still acting tough.
I've heard a lot. "I cupped my fist and smiled.
"Huang Yaoshi, I see, I have, I," I said.
At his age, he must have read 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes', so the sarcasm in my words couldn't be more obvious.
"Ygo blind at such a age …" I said. "Master … I … I … I … I … I … I … I I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I …
Blind at such a young age … "I shook my head and didn't back down.
I have long understood Elder Peng's condition. Today's alchemy technique is not much better than the current state of martial arts. It can be said that they are on par with each other. If you want to rely on ready-made elixirs to cure his illness, it is almost a lunatic's dream.
Unless it was a miraculous elixir passed down from ancient times. However, this thing, compared to martial arts secret manuals, had a simpler preservation method. Coupled with various reasons, many of the elixirs unearthed by archaeologists had become as hard as small stones and could not be consumed at all.
Therefore, most of the elixirs on the market were made by modern alchemists (also known as pharmacists). They were effective, but it varied from person to person. Alchemy was like stir-frying. The same ingredients and the same dish, but different chefs could make a world of difference in the taste of the dish.
Aside from professional pharmacists, there were also some swindlers who swindled people. They said that elixirs that cost hundreds or thousands of elixirs could cure all diseases. Young people naturally wouldn't believe them, but there would always be middle-aged and elderly people who fell for it. Over time, the reputation of this profession was ruined.
Elixirs that were truly effective were not cheap. Moreover, there were many types of elixirs that ordinary people couldn't use. After all, there were some differences between a martial artist and a human.
At this moment, my ridicule directly angered Huang Yaoshi. He fiercely glared at me, "Brat, what do you mean? Are you asking for a beating? Although I can't beat you, there are many talented people in the True Martial Hall. Dealing with you is a piece of cake!"
Huang Yaoshi didn't fear me at all. Instead, he confronted me. As a first rank pharmacist of the True Martial Hall, he had a high status. He could be said to be the True Martial Hall's key protector.
The reason why the True Martial Hall was above the six great Dojos was because every month, the True Martial Hall would provide some cultivation resources to the six great Dojos. These resources included elixirs, martial arts manuals, and so on.
Like Huang Yaoshi, he was the most direct source of elixirs. In addition to the fixed supply, he also had the right to privately trade. As long as it wasn't too excessive, the True Martial Hall wouldn't care about the materials. After all, compared to martial artists, it was really hard to find an alchemist.
Not to mention, Huang Yaoshi was a first rank pharmacist. His monthly output and the quality of elixirs were guaranteed. Even the leaders of the six great Dojos had to be polite when they saw Huang Yaoshi.
Although their bosses didn't need the elixirs he refined, there were many outstanding talents in the Dojos that were "crying piteously".