Swish, swish, swish…
A moment later, when everyone had recovered their senses, Uncle Liu's chest was already covered in silver needles. If one looked through the Sky Gaze, they would see that the tips of the needles had turned black, and the blackening was rapidly spreading!
And this was the poison in Uncle Liu's lungs!
Stimulated by the silver needles, the cancer cells in Uncle Liu's lungs transformed into toxins, and his true qi continuously coursed through the needles, dissolving the coal-black poison!
"Er Zhu, don't waste your time. Forget about me. If I die now, I die."
Seeing Er Zhu meticulously treating him, Uncle Liu waved his hand, trying to sit up as he spoke.
"Don't move, Uncle Liu. Er Zhu said he could… just let him try."
"Yeah, Er Zhu never boasts. If he says he can do it, he probably can."
"Hey, Uncle Liu, it's a last resort, but let's give it a shot!"
…
Without Liu Gang and the others causing trouble, everyone else believed Er Zhu. Even Sun Er Niang, who had been doubtful, nodded vigorously.
Hearing everyone say this, Uncle Liu finally lay back down, but his eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.
Time ticked by, and Uncle Liu only felt a slight warmth in his lungs. He closed his eyes in comfort, and soon, soft snores could be heard.
"My heavens, he's actually asleep. Is treating an illness this comfortable?"
"Er Zhu, you're truly amazing. Uncle Liu's complexion has improved so much!"
"Tsk tsk, capable people are indeed capable in any line of work!"
…
Hearing the snores, Sun Er Niang let out a chuckle. Some sharp-eyed villagers behind her came forward, observing Uncle Liu and giving Er Zhu a thumbs-up with admiration.
"Hmph, sleeping is nothing to brag about. He's just putting on a show."
Aunt Pan San sneered at Er Zhu, dismissing the villagers' praise with disdain. Her companions behind her also looked at Er Zhu contemptuously, especially Liu Gang, who wished Uncle Liu wasn't asleep but truly dead!
Pfft!
Just then, Uncle Liu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood, containing black debris, splattered everywhere, even onto the faces and bodies of these villagers.
"Oh my god, why is he spitting blood?"
"Heavens, Uncle Liu isn't really dead, is he?"
"Er Zhu, what's going on?"
…
Instantly, the villagers descended into chaos. Some ran to wipe the blood from Uncle Liu, some grabbed Er Zhu to question him, and some fainted at the sight of the blood!
Er Zhu, however, remained seated motionlessly, a flash of insight in his eyes.
"Everyone, don't panic. I'm detoxifying Uncle Liu. After spitting out this blood, his illness is already half cured."
Seeing that half of the silver needles had turned dark brown, Er Zhu said slowly.
"Detoxifying, detoxifying? Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. Uncle Liu is dead!"
As soon as Er Zhu finished speaking, a villager standing next to Uncle Liu shouted loudly.
Hearing this, all the villagers rushed over. Of course, Liu Gang and his group were the most eager. Especially Liu Gang, his eyes green with avarice as he looked at Uncle Liu, as if he couldn't wait to strike!
Heavens, his wish was about to come true!
Red banknotes, come to me quickly!
Liu Gang rubbed his hands impatiently, even envisioning red banknotes falling from the sky. They weren't going anywhere else but into his pockets!
"Uncle Liu isn't dead, he's still breathing faintly!"
Seeing the villagers in an uproar, Er Zhu continued to speak.
He had thought the villagers would trust him enough, but he didn't expect such a commotion!
If Liu Gang and the others stirred up trouble again, then Liu Gang would get his wish!
"Don't listen to him babbling. This kid is the one who killed Uncle Liu. Let's go together and avenge Uncle Liu!"
A man without eyebrows next to Liu Gang, after receiving instructions from Liu Gang, raised his fist and shouted at the villagers.
He had heard that Old Man Liu had been the village head his entire life, and the villagers respected him greatly. If he incited them, Wang Er Zhu wouldn't only fail to become village head, but he would also be beaten to death by the villagers!
This way, no one would seek revenge from them, and they could continue to live lavishly under Liu Gang!
Just as the man thought Er Zhu was definitely going to get beaten, he was surprised to find the room silent, with all the villagers looking at him with anger.
The man slowly lowered his hand, a flicker of embarrassment and panic in his angry eyes. He instinctively looked to Liu Gang for help, but everyone else was lowering their heads, and no one responded.
"Wang Lao San, do you think we're fools? We won't listen to an outsider like you instead of the doctor."
"Exactly, Er Zhu is our guide to prosperity. We will never lay a hand on him!"
"Right, we trust Er Zhu. Wang Lao San, you'd better shut up, or don't blame us for kicking you out!"
…
Seeing Sun Er Niang and the others speak with righteous indignation, Wang Lao San chuckled sheepishly and retreated to the side awkwardly.
He had intended to escalate the situation, but he didn't expect these villagers to be so difficult to fool!
In fact, the villagers weren't sure if Uncle Liu was dead or alive. It didn't really matter to them. To put it bluntly, even if Er Zhu had really killed Uncle Liu, it would be fine. After all, Uncle Liu was going to die whether he was treated or not.
Pfft!
Just as this farce subsided, Uncle Liu suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood. This time, unlike before, it was black blood!
"You see? Uncle Liu isn't dead, he can still spit blood!"
Sun Er Niang wiped the blood from her face, as if she had found some proof, and looked at Wang Lao San with anger.
Seeing this, Wang Lao San opened his mouth to retort, but seeing that Liu Gang and the others remained silent, he didn't dare to speak rashly.
After all, he was an outsider to these villagers. If Liu Gang and the others united, it would be fine, but if he were alone, he might really be kicked out by the villagers!
Meanwhile, Aunt Pan San and the others disdainfully wiped the blood sprayed on their faces. But Liu Gang stared blankly at Uncle Liu.
Just now, he had thought Wang Er Zhu was just spouting nonsense to quell the public anger, but he didn't expect Uncle Liu to really not be dead!
Not only was he not dead, but his complexion looked even better than before, and even the age spots on his face were gone!
This… he… could he actually be able to cure it!
This thought flashed through Liu Gang's mind, but he immediately shook his head repeatedly, trying to dispel this unrealistic thought.
How could it be possible?
Could a terminal illness that doctors in top hospitals across the country couldn't cure be cured by a country bumpkin?
Moreover, by such a young brat?
Unless he had been studying medicine since his past life, it was impossible!
"Everyone, please step back. Uncle Liu is about to vomit blood again. Also, Liu Gang, take your people and get out. The village head will not be yours!"