Madam Zhao was a member of royalty. If Ye Qing made her child's condition worse, that would be disastrous.
Seeing someone in need of treatment made Ye Qing itch to act, but he was still too embarrassed to ask something as idiotic as whether she had brought a Crystal.
"What's wrong with your child? Put him on the stone table first."
"All right."
Madam Zhao had Machamp wait outside the gate and carefully placed the child in her arms on the table.
At the same time, she kept glancing into the house. If possible, she still wanted the Master to examine her son's illness.
Wang Yanying walked over to Ye Qing and asked quietly, "Big brother, do you need me to call Father?"
"Let's wait."
Ye Qing had originally thought it was some difficult Pokémon ailment, but he had not expected the patient to be a child.
That instantly robbed him of his confidence, but since he had already spoken, he had to at least take a look.
Once the little boy left his mother's arms, it was as though his wild nature had awakened.
His eyes were wide with fury as he crouched on the ground, baring his teeth and crawling everywhere like a dog. He even stuck out his tongue and sniffed around.
His strange behavior frightened some of the more timid villagers into leaving at once.
Seeing that the boy was about to lunge at the crowd, Ye Qing immediately had Gardevoir restrain him.
Pink Confusion bound the little boy's hands and feet like ropes, holding him motionless in midair.
Madam Zhao's eyes were full of worry. She wanted to stop Ye Qing but feared interfering with the treatment.
"What kind of illness is this?"
"Why do his movements look a little like a Pokémon's?"
"He looks