The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 31

Seeing Yun Cheng walk away, Su Mu ran to the old man in a bluff: "Master, Master! I think you are deceiving me, that child, that child is not sick at all!"

The old man's voice was as calm as ever: "Five-year-old child, "queer" is as thick as a baby's arm, swollen for a long time, and the pain is so painful that you can't sleep at night, do you think you are not sick?"

Su Mu's face turned red: "That's not a disease!! It's obviously someone who poisoned you!"

"Then can you tell what kind of poison it is? How to detoxify it?" The old man was as steady as Mount Tai again.

But the kid in front of him, Su Mu, was so anxious, his face flushed red, he scratched his head and said, "I!! I don't know!"

"Then you just lose your ice grass to me, and I will tell you the solution." The old man obviously attached great importance to the ice grass in his mouth, and he sat up directly, staring at it with burning eyes. Looking at the boy.

Su Mu puffed his cheeks: "!!! Master!! You are taking advantage of the fire!"

"No! I am fulfilling my bet!"

The old man's name is Wuji, he is a famous genius doctor in the Yunxia Dynasty, and Su Mu is his only direct disciple. This child has an outstanding talent in growing medicinal herbs and medical skills since he was a child.

At a young age, he has already done his best.

But a few days ago, Su Mu found a plant of Icegrass, which is a rare herb.

Wuji wanted to use it as medicine, but Su Mu refused.

A sick person happened to come, and the two made a bet that if Su Mu could be cured, then the Ice Grass Wuji would no longer be needed.

If it can't be cured.

Then... the ice grass has to be given to Wuji.

Su Mu was really furious: "You!!! You old man! Shameless!" There's no way a master covets something from an apprentice.

Seeing that his relatives and apprentices were really angry, Wuji was also a little bit reluctant: "Hey, little Muzi, don't be angry, don't be angry, or else the master only needs half, and each of us has half?"

Su Mu shook his sleeve: "You're dreaming! I'm going to recruit people now. If anyone can cure this disease, I will give him 200 taels of silver!"

"I don't believe it, I won't, and neither will anyone else!"

Wuji touched his nose: "Then you go."

At this time, Yun Cheng had already received the money at the counter, grabbed the antipyretic medicine, and was about to leave. She had good ears and eyes, so she naturally heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice clearly.

Hearing 200 taels of silver, Yun Cheng was a little uneasy.

Her space and the things in it were all burned under the catastrophe, and there was no hair left.

That's why it's difficult in this world because there is no money.

Yun Cheng held the medicine in his hand, and went into the house on the right: "I'll tell you how to cure the disease, but I want 500 taels."

Hearing this voice suddenly, Su Mu couldn't believe it. When he looked up and saw Yun Cheng's attire, he hesitated for a while.

"500 taels is not a problem, but can you cure it?"

Su Mu felt a little weak when he looked at Yun Cheng. He didn't know what was going on, but the girl's aura was too strong, and she looked more powerful than any princess he had ever seen.

Even Wuji straightened up: "Little girl, this is not just for fun. If you make a wrong treatment or something happens, you will be sent to the government."

"Well, I know."

"Cure the error, I will bear it all. If it can't be cured, I don't need a penny."

Su Mu looked at Yun Cheng. Although the girl was dressed in tatters, she spoke steadily and showed no sign of nonsense.

"If you lie to me and you can't cure it, then you have to give me all your money!" Su Mu made a request.

Yun Cheng nodded: "Yes!"

　I roughly translated what Master said to the babies in vernacular: that is, a five-year-old child suddenly grew as thick as a child's arm, and the pain was unbearable.

　　This is a disease.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)