"The pulse... has become stronger, what does that mean?" The sudden change was so great that Li Qingsui subconsciously asked a stupid question.

The alchemist who was taking the pulse gave Lu Lingyou, who was already communicating with the old man, a complicated look.

"It's her treatment that works."

Although the pulse changed only slightly, and could only indicate that the conditions of the five internal organs were improving, Young Master Xiaoyun's overall weakness and listlessness did not improve at all.

But this is good news for someone who has been bedridden for ten years and has no hope of survival.

I felt a reaction the moment I took the pill. If I take it for a while longer, there is a high probability that I will gradually get better.

The five alchemists just felt it was a bit mysterious at this moment.

I regret what I said before.

Even though the little girl was only in her Nascent Soul stage, she was Lin Qingshan's disciple. How dare they do that?

"Who is that girl? Can those weeds that don't have any spiritual power really cure diseases? Aren't these just the stuff that those barefoot doctors in the mortal world can't even use to treat diseases?"

"Isn't Master Xiaoyun a mortal now? Perhaps using mortal medical techniques would be the right treatment." Another person continued, "Besides, she also injected spiritual power. The strange thing is the spiritual power she injected. How could Master Xiaoyun bear it?"

"You forgot that she also used a needle to prick the trachea and the ventricular cavity. I think this may be the key."

The few of them were so curious that they wanted to shamelessly go up to him, apologize, and ask about the principle, but the old man had already built a special isolation barrier.

Can't hear what they are saying.

"Her treatment...is effective?" Li Qingsui was unable to react to the sudden reversal. Now he could only hold his son and, together with the five alchemists, stare blankly at Lu Lingyou and the old man.

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Isolation and restriction.

The old man looked very happy and glanced in Xiaoyun's direction from time to time.

"Tell me quickly, what disease did Xiaoyun have, and how did you treat it?"

Lu Lingyou looked straight at the old man.

Old man, "...what's that look in your eyes?"

"Master, you are a top-level alchemy practitioner from the outer world."

The old man stared, not thinking that his young apprentice was praising him.

"Yeah, so what?"

"Although alchemists don't pay much attention to what diseases mortals may get, since you want to cure Xiaoyun, you should at least think about the diseases of mortals."

The old man's eyes widened even more. Of course, he was familiar with the diseases of the mortal world.

Seeing the 'disdainful' look of his young apprentice, the old man said angrily, "I can only see lung disease, paralysis, and failure of the five internal organs."

The lung disease and the failure of the five internal organs were easy to see, but as for the paralysis, he had to go to the mortal world himself and find no less than ten respected uncles and aunts in the human world to become sworn brothers with him.

"But I treated it according to these methods, and also tried the methods of the mortal world. It was useless."

"Okay, stop whining and just tell me what disease he has."

"These are the three symptoms." Lu Lingyou said.

Old man, "...are these really the three symptoms?"

"hold head high."

The old man is itching to do something, but you are just trying to get your ass in trouble.

He looked a little uncomfortable, "Then why is it that my treatment of these three diseases is useless?"

Lu Lingyou roughly asked the old man about the method he used.

Then he let out a long sigh.

Once again, I lament that in this secular world, even though humans know that immortals exist, they are obsessed with elixirs and look down on those barefoot doctors who work hard and are self-reliant in their research.

Immortal cultivators have spiritual power in their bodies, so they are immune to all kinds of diseases. Even if they need to take elixirs to replenish their body, it is mostly related to their practice, aptitude, and the injuries derived from it.

No alchemist is willing to study the diseases caused by mortals who cannot be nourished by spiritual energy.

But because of the existence of some traditional health pills, longevity pills, beauty pills, etc.

Just eating one of these low-level pills can instantly cure minor illnesses and pains of mortals, and keep you from getting sick for a long time.

In this case, if the medicine is bitter and astringent and you have to take it for several days or even months but it may not be useful, then it is a low-class medicine or even a liar.

If people don't support it, doctors naturally have no motivation to study these things.

Over time, if you get a disease like tuberculosis, which is actually a strong viral infection, it was a terminal illness in the ancient times when there were no chemical medicines.

There really is no other means.

Half of the prescription the old man got from the ordinary doctor was fake, and the other half could only moisten the lungs and relieve cough.

One of the prescriptions was even similar to the one she left in the Northern Territory.

The old man also created his own prescription for moistening the lungs and clearing toxins based on the prescriptions he collected.

If it was a common lung disease or some weak viral infection, it might be cured. Unfortunately, it turned out to be an ancient incurable disease.

As for the rare disease of impotence, it is treated as a sequelae of severed meridians.

So, no matter how you treat it, it’s useless.

Lu Lingyou briefly explained to him tuberculosis, a highly viral disease, and paralysis, a neurological disease that is different from damaged meridians.

The old man was stunned when he heard this.

"Did you research this yourself?"

"With a medical practitioner."

Old man, "...Why have I never seen such a great ordinary doctor?"

Oh, one of his old brothers from the Northern Territory seemed to have said that he had a master who didn't recognize him, but when he saw that the other party could hardly walk, his master was probably buried, so he could only regretfully take the prescription left by his old brother's master.

It seems that there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the mortal world.

After resolving his doubts, the old man urged Lu Lingyou to cure the patient as soon as possible.

Lu Lingyou said, "Chronic diseases cannot be cured in one go."

"Then increase the efficacy of the medicine?"

"You saw it, didn't you? He couldn't handle the strong effects of the medicine."

"So, is it just taking medicine?"

"If you treat tuberculosis first, you don't need acupuncture. Of course, acupuncture will be more effective. But for paralysis and internal organ weakness, acupuncture is necessary."

The old man opened his mouth. He regretted letting Lu Lingyou try now.

The young apprentice will be leaving in two days, and he, as the master, cannot handle the remaining business.

No, forget about the Dantian issue. Only my young disciple can treat the tuberculosis and paralysis. Now that he sees the hope of a cure, he can’t wait.

Xiaoyun couldn't wait either.

The old man said directly to Liuyuhuo, "Open the Ningguang Cave."

Seeing Lu Lingyou's puzzled expression, the old man explained, "Ningguang Cave is one of the strange caves in our Dome Academy."

It can change the speed of time flow: one day in the outside world may be ten days in the cave, or even one month or one year.

It is also the law array created by the first headmaster of the academy.

However, activating the Ningguang Cave requires a huge amount of spirit stones.

Generally, it is only provided to elders, masters, or disciples who have made special contributions who are in urgent need of a broken mirror.

Xiaoyun was injured that year because of his ancestors and also because of his contribution to the academy.

It can be opened for him.

Liu Yuhuo nodded, "Then open it, but let Li Qingsui pay for the spiritual stones."

He and his uncle are in a better position now.