Everyone has begun to instruct their new disciples.
Besides Mu Wan'er...
In the village, after this apprenticeship event, almost all the villagers, whether they were working or weaving and cooking at home, were discussing it.
Some are happy, some are sad.
They were overjoyed that a young man in their family had been accepted as a disciple by a deity, but they were also worried about the opposite.
Mu Wan'er mingled among the villagers, listening to their discussion, her face growing increasingly resentful.
"It's all that woman from the Supervisory Sacred Hall's fault, she had to pull this stunt!"
Mu Wan'er angrily lowered her head and kicked a small pebble at her feet.
"Now I have to start looking again, but disciples with alchemy talent are so hard to find..." Mu Wan'er sighed as she said this.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Mu Wan'er looked up at the sound and saw a little girl, covered in dirt and mud, running towards her, carrying a mud bowl wrapped in a few lotus leaves in her hands, bypassing the villagers!
Seeing this, Mu Wan'er slightly stepped aside to let her pass.
As the little girl ran past her, Mu Wan'er saw that the bowl was filled with steaming, dark green liquid, which smelled of a strong, pungent herbal odor.
Ignoring all that, Mu Wan'er continued walking forward.
I happened to overhear the villagers talking about the little girl who had run past.
"Ah, Xiaoshu has such a pure heart. Her only remaining father is terminally ill, and even the village Pharmacist Wang, says he's beyond saving. But this little girl, Xiaoshu, still goes up the mountain every day to pick herbs to treat her father."
" The Old Shutou too old for that; it's beyond saving. The only pitiful thing is the Xiaoshu that has always depended on it for survival."
"But the mountains are so dangerous, with all sorts of wild animals. What if something happens to her? She's so young."
"There's nothing I can do. I've told her so many times, but she just won't listen."
Upon hearing this...
Mu Wan'er figured she had nothing else to do, and besides, the little girl was being very filial, so it wouldn't hurt to go and see her.
So he stepped forward and asked, "Grandpa, could you tell me where that little girl lives?"
Upon seeing Mu Wan'er, the hunched old villager immediately exclaimed, "It's the Immortal Master! Look, she's over there, the one on the left with fishing nets drying in front of her door." He then pointed to the left.
Mu Wan'er nodded after hearing this, and then walked in that direction.
A broken wooden door was not closed. Mu Wan'er stood at the door, watching the little girl's hands, which were scalded red, still enduring the pain as she held a clay bowl to feed medicine to an old man whose body was covered with black spots.
The old man strained to lift his eyelids, but couldn't open his eyes. He could only say with heartache, " Xiaoshu, my illness is incurable. Don't go up the mountain anymore."
The Xiaoshu shook its head vigorously, crying, "No! Everyone says there are all sorts of magical herbs on the mountain. As long as I keep going, I'll eventually find some to cure Grandpa's illness!"
Upon hearing this...
Standing at the door, Mu Wan'er said, "Your grandfather's illness cannot be cured by these herbs."
Hearing this, the little girl turned to look at Mu Wan'er. Then she stubbornly said, "That's what Pharmacist Wang said! He said that as long as we can find those spiritual herbs on the mountain, we can cure Grandpa's illness!"
Mu Wan'er countered, "But do you know what that spiritual herb looks like, or where it grows?"
The little girl wanted to argue, but couldn't find the words to refute it.
She didn't know, and neither did Pharmacist Wang.
So she had to find those herbs one by one and experiment with them.
Seeing the little girl's sad, tear-streaked round face, Mu Wan'er couldn't help but shake her head slightly. She then walked into the sparsely furnished house and headed towards the old man's bedside.
Seeing this, the little girl, for some unknown reason, became angry and immediately stood in front of Mu Wan'er, spreading her arms wide and saying, "What are you trying to do!"
Mu Wan'er smiled and said, "I happen to be a pharmacist as well. I can help your grandfather see what illness he has."
Hearing this, Xiaoshu's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly asked, "Then can you cure Grandpa?"
Mu Wan'er nodded with a smile.
For her, an ordinary person's illness was nothing more than a simple matter.
There's no need to refine any overly complicated pills.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the little girl let Mu Wan'er come over, then grabbed the old man's hand and exclaimed joyfully, "Grandpa, you're saved! A pharmacist said he can cure your illness!"
The old man forced a bitter smile, weakly waving his withered hand, and said, "Don't I know my own body? I've reached the end, so don't waste any more energy."
Mu Wan'er sat on the edge of the bed and smiled, "Grandpa, I'm not like those ordinary pharmacists."
"Besides, there's nothing I'll lose by letting me try, right?"
The old man nodded helplessly.
Mu Wan'er looked at the old man's body and immediately saw the problem.
In summary...
Severe malnutrition and excessive toxins accumulated in the body from years of working in the mountains are causing these problems!
In addition, due to her advanced age, her bodily functions have almost reached their limit, which led to the complete explosion of toxins and the formation of these dark spots.
No wonder ordinary pharmacists are at a loss.
The most fundamental problem is actually that his lifespan is coming to an end...
The little girl looked at Mu Wan'er and asked curiously, "Fairy sister, why don't you take my pulse when you treat patients?"
You're so good at talking!
Mu Wan'er smiled broadly and said, "Because I can tell without taking your pulse."
"Did you figure it out?"
"I can see that," Mu Wan'er nodded. "It's not a big problem."
He then took out a healing pill from his spatial ring.
This healing pill was something Mu Wan'er had already discarded, as its level was too low.
However, this healing pill was gentler on the Elder Yu.
Even for ordinary people, taking this can add at least ten years to their lifespan.
After feeding the pill to the old man, he placed his hand on the old man's chest and channeled streams of Immortal Qi into the old man's body to help him digest the medicinal properties of the pill.
Sure enough, the pills began to take effect.
A faint green light shimmered around the old man, and the black spots on his body began to fade away slowly!
Layers of black liquid seeped from the old man's body, emitting an extremely foul stench!
The old man's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and he opened his eyes, saying with boundless energy, "Huh, I... I feel my body..."
Seeing that the old man had gotten up on his own, Xiaoshu hugged him tightly, exclaiming, "Grandpa! You're all better?!"
"Grandpa's all better, Grandpa's all better." The old man patted the Xiaoshu's back with a beaming smile.
Then, as if remembering something, the old man's expression tightened slightly. He quickly got up, walked to Mu Wan'er's side, and knelt down on both knees!
"Thank you, Immortal Master!"
The Xiaoshu imitated her perfectly, saying in its childish voice, "Thank you, fairy sister."
Mu Wan'er patted the Xiaoshu's head and smiled, "In that case, I'll be going now."
I still need to find my disciple!
However, when Mu Wan'er got up...
Suddenly, the Xiaoshu tugged at Mu Wan'er's skirt and said, "Fairy sister, could you teach me how to be a pharmacist?"