Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

Wang Caixia said, "I heard it from someone else. Old Liu's blood clots are getting more and more serious. The county hospital can't cure it. He has to go to a big hospital in the city to have a chance of being cured, but he doesn't have money and can only drag it out... So I think he's probably really not going to make it this time."

Suddenly realizing something, Wang Caixia added, "I wasn't cursing him, I just think his condition is serious right now..."

"Alright, stop talking," Zhao Dazhu quickly interrupted.

There were dozens of villagers gathered at the entrance of the courtyard.

However, no one dared to go in to check the situation, since Old Liu's fate was unknown and no one wanted to get involved.

If someone were to pass by and Old Liu were to pass away, it would be impossible to determine whose responsibility it was.

Not long after, Jia Huizhen, the village doctor, arrived in a hurry, carrying a medicine box.

Someone shouted that Dr. Jia was coming and asked them to make way. The villagers who were crowded at the entrance of the courtyard then moved to the sides to make way for the middle path.

Wearing a white coat and a stethoscope on her chest, Jia Huizhen quickly entered the yard with her medical kit and knelt down in front of Old Liu.

Jia Huizhen used both hands, one hand holding a stethoscope to listen to Old Man Liu's heart, and the other hand on Old Man Liu's wrist to take his pulse.

The villagers at the courtyard gate stopped talking and dared not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing others.

But as time went on, Jia Huizhen's expression grew increasingly unpleasant.

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes couldn't hold back any longer and mustered his courage to ask, "Dr. Jia, how is Old Liu? Is he still alive?"

This young man's question voiced everyone's concerns, and everyone looked expectantly at Jia Huizhen, waiting for her answer.

Jia Huizhen said anxiously, "Old Liu is still alive, but he's barely clinging to life. His condition is very serious; I can't treat him. We need to call an ambulance immediately!"

"What? Doctor Jia, your medical skills are so good, how come you can't cure this?" the young man said again.

Jia Huizhen said angrily, "What good are my medical skills? There's nothing here. It would be a miracle if I could cure him with just my two hands!"

Jia Huizhen's words made perfect sense, and the villagers at the courtyard gate all nodded in agreement.

But no one took out their phone to call an ambulance.

It's not that they're unwilling to help, but the main problem is who will pay for the ambulance if it's called?

Xinghua Village was just a poor, remote village. Apart from the corrupt village chief Wang Jianguo, who was rolling in money, everyone else was basically dirt poor.

The cost of calling an ambulance is certainly not a small amount of money in their eyes.

Seeing that none of the villagers were willing to make a phone call, Jia Huizhen had no choice but to take out her own phone to call an ambulance.

Just then, a loud shout came from the crowd: "Wait, let me try!"

Jia Huizhen was slightly taken aback, and then she saw a figure squeeze out from the crowd—it was Zhao Dazhu!

Not only was Jia Huizhen, the village doctor, surprised, but so many villagers at the hospital entrance were also extremely surprised, especially Wang Caixia.

"No, Old Zhao, what are you showing off? Healing and saving lives isn't just about being strong. You can't just do whatever you want!" Wang Caixia said hurriedly.

"Yes, Old Zhao, if you don't have the skills, don't take on the job."

"If you end up killing someone instead of saving their life, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Old Liu has a son who works in the county town. If Old Liu dies, his son will definitely come back and fight you to the death!"

"Zhao Dazhu, calm down!"

The villagers at the courtyard gate shouted, urging Zhao Dazhu to calm down.

But Zhao Dazhu remained remarkably calm.

Zhao Dazhu suddenly decided to take action because he remembered a prescription from the inheritance.

This prescription is called Hemolytic Powder, which can dissolve and break down various impurities in the blood.

Blood clots are formed by the accumulation of various impurities in the blood. In this case, hemolytic and coagulation-dissolving agents may be effective and come in handy!

However, at this time, it is definitely not feasible to search for scattered medicinal materials that have hemolyzed the blood.

Zhao Dazhu could only pin his hopes on Jia Huizhen's medicine box. If Jia Huizhen had those medicinal herbs in her medicine box, he would muster up the courage to try them; if not, then he would have to give up.

As soon as Zhao Dazhu approached Jia Huizhen, he asked, "Dr. Jia, do you have any hemp leaves in your medicine kit?"

Although she didn't know what Zhao Dazhu was up to, Jia Huizhen said without hesitation, "Yes!"

"Do you have any green spot roots?" Zhao Dazhu asked again.

"Yes." Jia Huizhen nodded again.

"Luohuanghua?" Zhao Dazhu asked again.

"Yes...can you just say it all at once?" Jia Huizhen was getting impatient.

Zhao Dazhu then rattled off the names of several medicinal herbs in one breath, as if reciting a menu.

Jia Huizhen has them all!

At this moment, Zhao Dazhu had a strange feeling that Jia Huizhen's not-so-big medicine box was like a treasure chest, containing all sorts of things!

"If you have it, take it out quickly. Don't dawdle. It's a matter of life and death!" Zhao Dazhu urged.

Jia Huizhen gritted her teeth, opened the medicine box, and took out the bottles and jars inside.

"Are you planning to prepare the medicine on the spot to treat Old Liu? Forgive my bluntness, but although Old Liu's blood clot hasn't blocked his blood vessels, it has already delayed things for a while. If your treatment doesn't work, we won't even have a chance to call an ambulance to take him to the hospital for emergency treatment," Jia Huizhen warned emphatically.

"As long as your medicinal herbs are of good quality, I am confident that I can save Old Man Liu and cure his illness!" Zhao Dazhu said with full confidence.

"Then I'll trust you this once," Jia Huizhen said.

Zhao Dazhu took out the medicinal herbs he needed from the bottles and jars that Jia Huizhen had brought out, putting about ten kinds of herbs into his hand.

The next moment, Zhao Dazhu clasped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously.

With a thought, the Azure Spirit Profound Life True Qi within his body immediately began to circulate, gathering in his hands and emerging from his palms to infuse the medicinal herbs.

Moreover, under Zhao Dazhu's kneading, all these medicinal herbs were pulverized into very fine powder.

At the same time, more than ten kinds of medicinal materials are mixed together in powder form. With the catalytic effect of Qingling Xuansheng True Qi, the medicinal properties are not only integrated into one but also undergo a qualitative change.

When Zhao Dazhu removed one hand, the powder in his palm turned a faint purple, shimmering in the sunlight.

Jia Huizhen was dumbfounded when she saw the pinch of powder in Zhao Dazhu's palm.

She had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it before!

"What are you standing there for? Pry open Old Liu's mouth," Zhao Dazhu urged.