In the gaze of the crowd, the man with the goatee took the wolf-hair brush and yellow talisman paper, swiftly writing a charm on it. Subsequently, he ignited the charm and dropped it into an empty bowl on the table. After the charm burned out, he grabbed a bottle, pouring some liquor into the bowl.
Finally, the man lifted the bowl, took a sip, and then sprayed it onto the burned arm of the man sitting across from him.
Under normal circumstances, applying strong liquor to a wound would cause extreme pain. However, the man didn’t emit a scream, and the groans from earlier ceased. Instead of feeling intense pain, the man experienced an inexplicable cool and comfortable sensation. Astonishingly, his right arm, which had been hurting, now seemed to be improving.
The man, in disbelief, widened his eyes. He was genuinely stunned by this miraculous occurrence.
The man with the goatee sprayed the man’s arm two more times, then said, “Protect the burnt area, and don’t let your right hand touch water. After a week, it should heal, and there won’t be any scars.”
“Thank you, Master! Master, you are truly a divine healer!” The man stood up from his chair, expressing gratitude.
In truth, before coming here, the man didn’t believe in the possibility of treating illnesses without medicine or injections. He approached the goatee man with a skeptical mindset, just wanting to give it a try.
To his surprise, the goatee man indeed alleviated the pain from his burn, and the improvement in his right arm was evident.
The man took out his wallet from his bag, placing the consultation fee into a wooden box under the table.
Sakura, standing behind Leo, couldn’t help but comment, “This man must be a accomplice. I can’t believe this method can heal injuries.”
Sakura knew that high-proof alcohol could disinfect wounds. However, for external injuries like the man’s, spraying high-proof alcohol should intensify the pain. The fact that the man wasn’t in pain now must mean something was amiss.
Leo turned and said, “The man’s injury is real. If he were a plant, he wouldn’t endure the intense pain from the high-proof alcohol.”
Monica, with a thoughtful expression, came up with a possibility, “I get it now. The liquid sprayed on the man’s arm wasn’t alcohol at all; it must be some kind of pain-relieving solution.”
Leo just smiled, refraining from expressing an opinion.
Glancing at the surrounding crowd, the goatee man announced loudly, “Next!”
As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly woman squeezed out of the crowd, holding a two or three-year-old boy in her arms.
“Divine Master, could you please take a look at this child? He has been running a fever for three days. Even after three days of intravenous treatment in the hospital, there has been no improvement. I heard that you don’t use needles or medicine here, claiming to cure all ailments. I secretly brought the child here without telling his mother.” The elderly woman spoke with a sincere tone, seemingly having deep trust in the abilities of the goatee master.
“Bring the child closer,” the goatee man said calmly.
The elderly woman brought the child to the front of the goatee man.
His gaze scanned the child briefly, then he took the wolf-hair brush, quickly drawing a charm on the yellow talisman paper. While drawing, he muttered something incomprehensible.
After drawing the talisman, the goatee man, as before, ignited the talisman and threw it into a bowl of clear water.
Pointing at the bowl on the table, the goatee man said, “Let the child drink it.”
The old woman had no hesitation or doubt. She took the bowl, coaxing the child to drink all the water containing the ashes of the talisman.
After consuming the talisman-infused water, the previously listless little boy suddenly appeared much more energetic. The abnormal redness on his face quickly faded, returning to normal.
The child’s grandmother quickly reached out to touch the boy’s forehead, then excitedly exclaimed, “The temperature has come down! Master, you’re truly amazing!”
Witnessing the goatee man’s miraculous healing methods one after another, the onlookers couldn’t help but start discussing.
“He truly is a divine doctor! Just drawing a talisman can cure illnesses without needles or medicine. The rumors are indeed true!”
“This feels so mysterious. Aren’t these people the man’s accomplices?”
“Absolutely not. I’ve been here for three days watching the master treat all sorts of illnesses. As long as the master takes action, he guarantees a cure!”
“I’ve been here for several days too. At first, I suspected these people were plants, but yesterday my relative broke his leg. We came here for the master’s treatment, and with a talisman and a splint, he could walk immediately.”
“This is incredible. The master truly deserves to be a descendant of Zhu You Thirteen Arts!”
Regarding the crowd’s admiration and discussions, Monica scoffed, “The reason the little boy’s fever went down must be that the water contained rapid fever-reducing drugs like acetaminophen.”
Seeing Leo still not expressing any opinions, Monica couldn’t help but elbow him and asked, “Dr. Bloomer, don’t stay silent. Share your thoughts.”
Leo let out an “Oh” and then replied, “I think this master is impressive.”
Monica, finding Leo’s response dismissive, couldn’t help but give him a scornful look.
After the elderly woman left, having thanked and paid the consultation fee, those who initially approached with skepticism were now eager to see the master.
A few people who had received treatment in the Nameless Chinese Clinic before couldn’t help comparing Leo and the goatee master. In their opinion, the goatee master was more powerful. Here, they didn’t need to take medicine or get injections, and the consultation fee was affordable.
A woman in her thirties stepped forward from the front of the crowd.
This woman wasn’t tall, but she had a full figure. Her walking posture was peculiar, and her face was flushed, as if feeling embarrassed.
“Don’t be so hesitant. It’s wasting everyone’s time. Move it along!” Someone from the back impatiently urged.
The woman’s face turned even redder. She walked to the opposite side of the goatee man and sat down, whispering, “Master, I have a sore on my body. I’ve been to the hospital several times, and it hasn’t healed. Can you cure it?”
“Of course, I can. A small cut with a knife, and it will be fine. Where is the sore?” The goatee man asked while taking out a small knife from a bundle on the ground.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the goatee man asked, the woman sitting on the stool blushed even more. It was as if she had applied a thick layer of rouge, and she lowered her head almost burying it in her chest.
“What’s wrong with you?” The goatee man, seeing her not responding, looked at her in surprise.
“My sore is…,” the woman hesitated for a long time. She stood up from the stool, leaned over to the goatee man’s ear, and whispered something.
The goatee man immediately smiled and said, “If the sore is in that place, it’s a bit inconvenient for me to cut.”