The Disease of the Rich and Powerful
The frenzied martial artist had regained consciousness not because of the pill, but because Jun Changxiao had infused a wisp of Fire Soul Power into it beforehand. After taking it, the fire poison affecting his thoughts and nerves had been successfully purified.
To clarify, it was merely an ordinary pill, not a mud pellet kneaded out of his pocket. Gousheng was not that filthy.
Of course.
Miao Saifeng deserved some praise.
Her diagnosis and treatment of poisoning symptoms were even better than Sun Bukong's.
Those who specialized in poison naturally had a few tricks up their sleeves when it came to antidotes.
After saving the crazed martial artist, Jun Changxiao instantly realized that this was absolutely a huge business opportunity!
From what the middle-aged man had said earlier, this fire poison had an extremely high incidence rate in the Crimson Hell Realm. Since he could easily neutralize it, he could completely treat them and earn Fire Stones!
Sure enough.
After a round of smooth-talking on the street, all the passersby believed him.
The frenzied martial artist's recovery was something that had truly happened right before their eyes. There was no room for doubt!
Moreover, the person who had been cured was a local resident of the city. Neighbors who knew him all knew that he had shown signs of the disease long ago. There was no possibility of him deliberately putting on a double act.
"Divine physician!"
"He's a divine physician!"
For a time, news that a frenzied patient had not died suddenly but had instead been cured spread throughout Zunwu City. It even alarmed the City Lord, who personally came to the inn that very night to visit Jun Changxiao.
Was that really necessary?
Readers who had studied the history of the