Healing Wang Xiaohu's father was naturally no difficult matter for Fang Zheng. One shot of Medical Gel, and three minutes later, the man climbed out of bed with full health and mana restored. Doctor Hong was utterly astonished by the method, but no one found it particularly strange. After all, it was an immortal's Magic Treasure; any sort of miraculous ability was normal.
Wang Xiaohu and his father were naturally profusely grateful to Fang Zheng, thanking him again and again. Fang Zheng did not particularly care, treating it as nothing more than a good deed during his outing.
After this incident, Fang Zheng's reputation as a miraculous physician thoroughly spread throughout the village.
Word of mouth had always been the most widespread means of transmitting information among humans. In this age without the internet or telephones, where people relied on shouting and letters to convey messages, news of an immortal doctor arriving in Sheng Yu Village spread in just a few days. Before long, many people came to Fang Zheng seeking treatment and medicine. After all, ancient medicine was not especially advanced, and many illnesses were considered incurable. Diseases like tuberculosis and pneumonia, long eradicated by modern medicine, were practically terminal illnesses to ancient people.
Of course, there were also illnesses like asthma, which still had no cure even in the present day.
Fang Zheng naturally refused none of these visitors. He had nothing better to do anyway. The Black Miao Tribe had not arrived yet, so he might as well do some good deeds, right?
Besides, these people's illnesses were not particularly complicated. In most cases, one shot of Medical Gel cured them immediately, so they did not take up much of Fang Zheng's time.
What Fang Zheng had not expected, however, was...
"Big Brother Fang Zheng... someone else