Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

After seeing this scene, the people beside them were all stunned, and the shock in their expressions reached an indescribable level.

Especially those village doctors, all of them were full of astonishment, and they were unwilling to believe the scene in front of them.

Just when everyone was shocked, Yang Xiaobao turned his attention to He Simiao.

"He Lao, can you come with me now?"

Suddenly hearing Yang Xiaobao's question, He Simiao turned around from the shock, looked at Yang Xiaobao in disbelief and said, "Brother Yang, you... you can cure Zhou Dajun's illness, but your sister's illness is Can you cure it?"

"This?"

Yang Xiaobao was taken aback for a moment, but was speechless when asked by He Simiao.

Earlier, he thought about using the moistening energy in his body to treat Su Guihua's leg injury, but because of the unknown risks, he gave up that idea.

Now, he has cured Zhou Dajun's strange disease with the nourishing energy inherited from the mountain god, which also means that he can use the same method to treat Su Guihua.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao didn't speak for a long time, He Simiao frowned slightly, and called out suspiciously: "Brother Yang?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao regained his composure, smiled awkwardly, and responded, "Mr. He, just come with me! My sister's illness is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it clearly in a few words."

After what Yang Xiaobao said, He Simiao was slightly startled, and after a long time, he nodded his head and said, "All right!"

Then, Yang Xiaobao was about to take He Simiao away.

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Yuan Guifang suddenly stopped talking.

Yang Xiaobao paused, looked back at Yuan Guifang, and asked puzzledly: "Aunt Yuan, you...do you have anything else to do?"

Yuan Guifang looked at Yang Xiaobao gratefully, but didn't answer him, but instead looked at Zhou Jianguo.

"Jianguo, what are you still doing stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and get the money!"

Hearing Yuan Guifang's words, Zhou Jianguo suddenly realized, and left in a hurry.

Not long after, Zhou Jianguo returned to the room, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which neatly contained stacks of hundred-yuan bills, a total of one hundred thousand!

"Little Treasure, here! This is the reward promised by my Zhou family!"

Zhou Jianguo handed the plastic bag directly to Yang Xiaobao.

"This?"

Yang Xiaobao hesitated, and said, "Uncle Zhou, this...isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? Since you have cured Dajun's illness, you should feel at ease with the money!"

"Besides, you are very kind to my Zhou family!"

"It's only 10 yuan, so hurry up and accept it!"

While speaking, Zhou Jianguo didn't wait for Yang Xiaobao to respond, so he directly stuffed the plastic bag into Yang Xiaobao's hands.

"Hoohoo!"

Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath, and then said: "Since this is the case, then I will be disrespectful!"

After saying that, Yang Xiaobao didn't procrastinate, and after giving He Simiao a look, he took the lead and walked out.

Seeing this, He Simiao closely followed Yang Xiaobao's pace.

He was not interested in the 10 yuan. The reason why he agreed to come to treat Zhou Dajun was to enrich his medical experience.

Of course, He Simiao didn't care about the 10 yuan, and the other village doctors present were extremely jealous.

They came to treat Zhou Dajun's illness, but they all came for the [-] reward promised by the Zhou family.

For this reason, they racked their brains, hoping that they could cure Zhou Dajun's illness.

After all, 10 yuan is not a small amount. They work as village doctors in their respective villages, and it is not bad if they can earn [-] to [-] yuan a year.

Now, Yang Xiaobao got the Zhou family's 10 yuan reward by accident, how could this not make them feel resentful?

"This... this kid is really lucky!"

"The way I see it, maybe the medicine we gave Young Master Zhou worked, and he took advantage of it!"

"Yes, I thought so too!"

"He is a layman, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to practice medicine. How could he cure Zhou Shao's illness?"

"..."

All of a sudden, many village doctors started discussing, and all of them were filled with righteous indignation, and they didn't want to believe that Zhou Dajun's illness was cured by Yang Xiaobao.

"Ok?"

Hearing what everyone said, Zhou Jianguo frowned suddenly, his face became ugly, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it is best not to speak ill of Xiaobao in front of me in the future! I have no skills, so I make all kinds of excuses. Is this What about your medical ethics?"

When he said this, Zhou Jianguo's eyes scanned all the village doctors.

At first, he still sneered at Yang Xiaobao, if Yuan Guifang and He Simiao hadn't spoken, he would not even be willing to let Yang Xiaobao treat Zhou Dajun's illness.

Now, Zhou Dajun was healed by Yang Xiaobao surprisingly, Zhou Jianguo felt ashamed, thinking to himself that if he had really stopped Yang Xiaobao before, wouldn't Zhou Dajun lose the chance to recover?

Thinking of this, Zhou Jianguo felt that he was very sorry for Yang Xiaobao. Now that he heard the words of these village doctors, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited, and he wanted to defend Yang Xiaobao.

Hearing what Zhou Jianguo said, all the village doctors were embarrassed. Although they were very unwilling, they were helpless.

Zhou's family is the richest man in Shitou Village this week, and it's not something they, a small village doctor, can provoke.

After being stunned for a short while, many village doctors left without staying any longer.

……

At the same time, Yang Xiaobao was leading He Simiao to his home.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed silent.

As he walked, He Simiao pursed his lips lightly and asked, "Brother Yang, you... are you really not a doctor?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "No!"

"Then...then how did you cure Zhou Dajun's illness?"

He Simiao asked aloud, his brows furrowed.

Really, when he thought of Yang Xiaobao curing Zhou Dajun, he felt it was incredible.

Hearing He Simiao's question, Yang Xiaobao was a little startled, and then explained: "Mr. He, I...I used to like to study medicine very much. Although I am not a doctor, I know some medical skills!"

"I see!"

He Simiao replied, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any more questions.

More than half an hour later, Yang Xiaobao returned home with He Simiao.

"Sister! Look who I invited back!"

As soon as he got outside the courtyard, Yang Xiaobao yelled.

He was very happy. Not only did he invite He Simiao, a medical expert from the provincial capital, back when he went out this time, he also received a reward of 10 yuan from the Zhou family.

"Ok?"

To Yang Xiaobao's surprise, following his yelling, there was no movement in the yard at all.