Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

Jia Huizhen finally came to her senses and quickly pried open Old Liu's mouth. Zhao Dazhu, quick as a flash, poured all the powder in his palm into Old Liu's mouth.

Then Jia Huizhen closed Old Liu's mouth, while Zhao Dazhu reached out and stroked Old Liu's throat.

Provoked by Zhao Dazhu, Old Liu reflexively swallowed all the powder in his mouth.

"Are you sure your medicine will work?" Jia Huizhen asked.

"It will definitely work," Zhao Dazhu said firmly.

Although he said that, Zhao Dazhu was still uneasy inside.

After all, thrombosis is not a minor ailment like a cold or fever, but a serious illness that can be life-threatening.

He really couldn't guarantee whether it could cure the disease or whether the hemolytic powder would be effective.

But now that things have come to this point, Zhao Dazhu certainly can't back down.

A minute passed, and Old Liu remained unconscious, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Two minutes passed, and Old Liu still didn't make a sound.

Jia Huizhen was clearly getting anxious, but she held back from saying anything, since there was no point in saying anything now.

The villagers at the courtyard gate watched anxiously, holding their breath and waiting for the result; no one dared to say a word.

Three minutes passed, and seeing that Old Liu still showed no signs of waking up, Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Could the prescriptions recorded in the inheritance be wrong?

Or perhaps Jia Huizhen's medicinal herbs were improperly stored and lacked sufficient medicinal properties?

Or perhaps my operation was incorrect, resulting in a problem with the prepared hemolytic powder, which is unable to exert its proper effect?

As Zhao Dazhu pondered this, his heart leaped into his throat.

But at that moment, Old Liu on the ground suddenly started to twitch his eyelids and his throat bobbed several times.

The next second, Old Liu opened his eyes and coughed loudly.

"He's awake! He's awake!" Zhao Dazhu shouted excitedly, overjoyed.

Jia Huizhen let out a long breath, a broad smile spreading across her face.

"It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake," Jia Huizhen said with a sigh.

Old Liu coughed and sat up from the ground, then looked at Zhao Dazhu, Jia Huizhen, and the villagers at the village entrance with a puzzled expression.

"Why am I sitting on the ground? Dr. Jia, what are you doing here? Why are so many people standing at my door..." Old Liu asked, completely bewildered.

When the villagers at the courtyard gate saw that Old Liu had really woken up, they all cheered.

And now that they're not afraid anymore, they all flocked over.

"Old Liu, your blood clot has flared up again! You suddenly collapsed in the yard!"

"Your condition is very serious this time; even Dr. Jia is helpless!"

"If it weren't for Old Man Zhao, you'd be dead by now!"

"Old Zhao, tell me honestly, where did you learn such amazing medical skills? Even Doctor Jia couldn't cure Old Liu, but you saved him with just one dose of medicine?"

"Yes, yes, Old Zhao, you have to tell us the truth, don't try to fool us!"

At this moment, the villagers were extremely curious about Zhao Dazhu.

Zhao Dazhu's personality changed drastically, and he became extremely capable in combat. Even when all of Wang Jianguo's lackeys and henchmen attacked together, they were no match for him alone, which already surprised the villagers.

But now Zhao Dazhu actually knows medicine, and his medical skills are even better than those of Jia Huizhen, the female village doctor!

How could the villagers in the county town possibly believe this!

Wang Caixia, who was in the crowd, also cast a burning gaze at Zhao Dazhu. The way she looked at Zhao Dazhu was as if she were looking at a precious gem, not an old man.

Old Liu, who was sitting on the ground, finally learned what had happened and understood the current situation.

He excitedly grabbed Zhao Dazhu's wrist and asked, "Old Zhao, is what everyone's saying true? Even Doctor Jia couldn't cure my blood clot, but you cured me?"

"Cough cough... It's true." Zhao Dazhu said, coughing.

Before Old Liu could say anything more, Zhao Dazhu continued, "Don't be so alarmed. Curing you was just a small thing for me, nothing special."

"Stop pretending to be modest, this is a blood clot, a serious illness, not a minor ailment like a headache or fever," a villager shouted.

"Yes, yes, Old Zhao, don't try to fool us. Tell us quickly what happened and where you learned your medical skills?" another villager asked impatiently.

Zhao Dazhu certainly wouldn't tell his secret to these people in front of him.

His mysterious lineage is his greatest trump card, his ultimate weapon.

He must be out of his mind to say something like that in public.

"If I told you that an old white-bearded sage appeared in my dream and taught me medicine, would you believe me?" Zhao Dazhu said with a smile, and stood up.

"I don't believe you for a second!"

"Old Zhao, you're old and don't speak the truth much!"

"Old Zhao, what are you keeping us in suspense for? Stop teasing us and tell us already!"

The villagers at the scene were incredibly excited, and they couldn't stop talking about it.

Zhao Dazhu shook his head and said, "Some things are better left unsaid, so I really can't say. Besides, even if I did tell you, what could you do about it?"

The villagers at the scene wanted to press for more information, but Wang Caixia suddenly shouted, "Alright, alright, stop arguing! How Old Man Zhao learned medicine is not important at all. What's important is that he now knows medicine, and his medical skills are exceptionally good!"

"Now our village has two village doctors. We can see either Dr. Jia or Old Man Zhao for medical treatment!"

Upon hearing Wang Caixia's words, all the villagers present nodded in agreement.

But Jia Huizhen, the village doctor, wasn't angry at all, and seemed completely unconcerned about Zhao Dazhu taking away her business.

That's for sure.

If Jia Huizhen really cared so much about money, she wouldn't prescribe the cheapest medicine and charge the lowest fees when treating villagers.

She must have other sources of income!

Even if the villagers do seek medical treatment from Zhao Dazhu in the future, and fewer or no one seeks her out, she will most likely not care.

"Alright, everyone, stop watching the commotion here. I'm fine now. You can all go home and have lunch," Old Liu clapped his hands and shouted.

After all the villagers had left, Old Liu said to Zhao Dazhu with great gratitude, "Old Zhao, I never thought that you would save my old life. I really can't believe it."

"You've done me such a big favor, so tell me, how much money do you want? Don't ask for too much, you know my situation, I'm a bit short on cash..."