Prince Matthew, Grand Lord Barre, Tracy, and the other nobles were all stunned, their faces etched with surprise.
The armored soldiers standing by the doorway, upon seeing the woman's face, displayed expressions of disbelief.
Indeed, the woman's scarred face had been healed by the medicine developed by Jiang Yi.
Her once unsightly skin was now as smooth and tender as a baby's, a feat unattainable by any other medicine, truly a miracle.
Prince Matthew was overcome with excitement.
Previously, Prince Matthew had harbored some doubts about the medicine Jiang Yi had developed. After all, he had consulted many top doctors from Eagle Country for treatment, yet none had succeeded in healing his skin, leaving him with no hope.
But now, Prince Matthew saw a glimmer of hope.
"This medicine is too powerful, it's like magic. In less than five minutes, the scars have all vanished!"
"It's unbelievable, this is truly a divine medicine!"
"Many people say Traditional Chinese Medicine is the worst, but it appears that's complete nonsense. The marvels of TCM far surpass Western medicine."
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The crowd began to discuss animatedly.
They were all astonished by the medicine Jiang Yi had developed, having witnessed it firsthand. The facts were undeniable, laid bare before their eyes.
Grand Lord Barre cast an appreciative glance at Jiang Yi, having not expected Jiang Yi to actually accomplish this.
"This is impossible!"
The portly noble slumped onto his chair, his face a mask of despair.
The facts had proven him wrong, and he had lost.
However, nobles from Eagle Country were known for their dishonesty, and even in defeat, they could find countless excuses.
"While I may not understand medicine, I know that Traditional Chinese Medicine cannot be this effective. You must have done something, which is why the scars were healed so quickly!"
"Or perhaps this woman is in league with you, and you conspired to poison me!"
The portly noble glared at Jiang Yi as he spoke.
Even a fool could see that the portly noble was deliberately slandering Jiang Yi, merely to save his own life.
The woman had been brought by Tracy; there was no way Jiang Yi could be in league with her.
Furthermore, everyone present had witnessed Jiang Yi's medicine healing the woman's scarred face.
With all eyes as witnesses, there was no way Jiang Yi could have tampered with anything.
The portly noble was clearly lying through his teeth.
Yet, no one in the room stepped forward to refute the portly noble, as they were all allied with him and naturally would not speak in Jiang Yi's defense.
Jiang Yi let out a cold laugh.
He would not let this matter go. The portly noble had provoked him and deliberately caused trouble; he must pay the price.
Jiang Yi would show no mercy to such a person.
"Don't make excuses in front of me or spout useless nonsense."
"Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save you. You must pay for what you have done. Your Eagle Country noble ways are useless against me."
Jiang Yi said in a deep voice.
Jiang Yi truly detested dealing with these people, as their conduct was utterly revolting.
"I don't want to dirty my hands by doing it myself!"
Jiang Yi finished, then glanced at the two armored soldiers at the hall entrance. "Please lend me a hand and drag him out to be executed!"
The two armored soldiers looked at Prince Matthew upon hearing this. Without Prince Matthew's order, they dared not act.
Just as everyone expected Prince Matthew to speak up and save the portly noble, Prince Matthew directly addressed the two armored soldiers: "Drag him out and execute him!"
This statement caused the expressions of those present to become complex.
"Prince Matthew, you cannot!"
"This was merely a small wager; there's no need to kill him. It was just a jest."
"Indeed, please reconsider, Prince Matthew!"
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The nobles began to intercede.
"A bet is a bet. To renege is to be untrustworthy. You are all nobles of Eagle Country; can you afford to lose this face?"
Prince Matthew said coldly.
Seeing Prince Matthew's anger, the others dared not speak further.
The portly noble was in despair.
Soon, the portly noble was dragged out and executed on the spot. He had never dreamed that by seeking trouble with Jiang Yi, he would end up losing his own life.
Prince Matthew did not wish to execute the portly noble, but the situation had escalated to this point. If he didn't, it would be utterly unreasonable.
Everyone present had witnessed the portly noble staking his life as a wager. Moreover, Prince Matthew could tell that Jiang Yi was determined to see the portly noble dead!
For Prince Matthew, as long as his own illness could be cured, killing a noble was a minor matter.
Prince Matthew could wait no longer. With the medicine in hand, he rose and went to the backyard.
Prince Matthew's body was covered in festering scars, so the entire body needed to be treated.
The others stood waiting in the hall.
"I never imagined you possessed such great skill to develop such miraculous medicine. It seems you can surely cure my godfather's illness!"
Tracy said charmingly to Jiang Yi.
Tracy was referring to Prince Matthew's strange malady, not the scars left from his festering skin!
Jiang Yi smiled slightly. His skills extended far beyond this. No matter how difficult a disease was to treat, it could be cured in his hands!
In short, there was no disease that Jiang Yi could not cure!
"Miss Tracy, I have other matters to attend to. I must take my leave now. Please inform Prince Matthew."
Jiang Yi said to Tracy.
"What matters do you have? Shall I accompany you? Perhaps I can be of assistance!"
Tracy smiled, her gaze full of provocation.
"I'm afraid you cannot help me! I need to return to develop more medicine for Prince Matthew!"
Jiang Yi finished, then turned and left.
Tracy did not follow. She watched Jiang Yi's retreating back, a playful smile on her face. Sudan Novel Network.
Ten minutes later, Prince Matthew returned to the hall, supported by two maids. He no longer wore a mask, and his facial skin was now smooth and fair.
Prince Matthew was over fifty years old, but he now looked no older than his early thirties.
Everyone present was mesmerized, marveling inwardly at how miraculous Jiang Yi's medicine was.
Those present wished they could have a bottle, but they lacked the qualification. The medicine Jiang Yi had developed was specifically for Prince Matthew.
"Hahaha..."
Prince Matthew looked at himself in the mirror and burst into laughter. His eyes burned with ambition and madness, like a king descending upon the world.