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Chapter 458 Uncle Master
"Miracle doctor! Please! Save my grandson!" The old man knelt on the ground, looking up at Yan Daoxin with a pitiful expression, pleading, "Please, miracle doctor, save my poor grandson!"

Yan Daoxin was taken aback. He looked at the old man, who was hunched over like a hunchback, with his head raised and a mournful expression on his face. His hands were clasped together in front of his chest and kept swaying back and forth, as if afraid that the divine doctor in front of him would not see the sincerity of his plea.

Yan Daoxin looked up to find the young waiter, but he was nowhere to be seen. She didn't know if he had gone home or if he had gone into hiding because the secret had been leaked.

“Old man, get up first. You can’t just kneel on the ground like this to talk.” Yan Daoxin reached out and pulled the old man up from the ground. “You said you wanted me to save your grandson, but where is your grandson? I need to know what’s going on before I can tell you whether I can save him or not.”

The old man stammered, looking completely at a loss. Just as Yan Daoxin was about to say something more, the shopkeeper stepped forward and said, "Honored guest...why don't you...go upstairs to talk?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the hunchbacked old man and then at the doorway.

Yan Daoxin's expression was somewhat helpless, but he still nodded and walked upstairs.

The old man was somewhat timid, wanting to follow but not daring to, his eyes hesitantly glancing at the shopkeeper's face.

The shopkeeper looked anxious about his son's lack of ambition, but didn't want to show it too obviously. So, when Lu Qing and the others were following behind Yan Daoxin and no one was looking back, he nodded to the old man and gestured with his lips, signaling him to hurry up and follow.

The old man followed behind, trembling and flustered, as they went upstairs. He was quite afraid of the talisman at the back, and would steal glances at it from time to time. If the talisman happened to be looking at him, he would shudder in fright and quickly lower his head.

Because of his tall and muscular build, Fu Lu looked rather fierce. He had encountered similar situations before, but the fact that the old man was so timid and his legs were trembling as he still followed them closely made Fu Lu feel both helpless and amused.

Once upstairs, Yan Daoxin sat at the table, while Lu Qing and the others went to rest. At Lu Qing's signal, Fu Lu voluntarily stood outside the door, not giving outsiders a chance to disturb them.

Although the old man was quite afraid of talismans just now, he immediately felt at ease when he saw the fierce-looking Vajra guarding the door to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

"Old man, what's going on? You asked me to save your grandson, but where is he?" Yan Daoxin asked.

Only then did the old man begin to shakily take off his outer robe.

The others looked at him with puzzled expressions, and then they saw him take off his outer robe and tie a baby to his back with strips of cloth—this old man was not a hunchback at all, but his little grandson whom he had hidden away.

The child was wrapped in a swaddling cloth, looked thin and small, and didn't cry. He was just quiet and still, without making a sound.

If it weren't for the faint undulations visible on the swaddling clothes, Zhu Yu would have thought the baby was already dead.

However, when the baby was carefully placed on the table in front of Yan Daoxin, and the old man gently opened the swaddling clothes, Zhu Yu couldn't help but gasp, and he also realized why the baby wasn't crying—he was too weak.

The baby looked rather unusual; its entire body was bright red and swollen, as if it had been scalded with boiling water and had its outer layer of skin peeled off—it was horrifying.

The baby was extremely weak and no longer had the strength to cry; it could only struggle to breathe.

Despite her composure in the face of even the most gruesome corpses, handling examinations and dissections with ease without batting an eye, Zhu Yu's heart clenched at the sight of this tiny, lifeless infant. Yan Daoxin raised an eyebrow, his face showing little surprise. He calmly reached out and gently touched the infant's arm with his fingers; the scorching heat only solidified his expression.

"Is it true that your grandson's skin is so bad that not an inch of it is intact, and every few days a layer of it peels off, causing his whole body to be red and swollen and difficult to heal?" he asked the old man.

The old man was initially filled with anxiety, fearing that Yan Daoxin would not help his grandson examine the matter, and also worried that Yan Daoxin would not be able to find any clues after examining it.

Upon hearing Yan Daoxin directly describe his grandson's symptoms, his eyes lit up with hope, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Divine doctor! You are truly amazing, you can see my poor grandson's illness at a glance!"

Then...you...you...do you have a way to cure it?"

Yan Daoxin did not answer whether he could or could not, but carefully examined the baby again before asking the old man, "Have you taken him to see any other doctors before?"

The old man, with tears in his eyes, nodded and sighed, "I've seen it, I've seen it."

I've seen doctors and witch doctors, but nothing has worked.

The doctor said that my grandson's illness was congenital and there was nothing that could be done.

Some witch doctors say that my grandson has committed sins in his past life, so he has to continue to suffer this skinning pain in this life until all the sins are paid off.

If one dies before the debt is paid off, then it is fate.

Others said... said..."

The old man paused, swallowed hard, and seemed quite uneasy about what he was about to say. He turned to look at the door, which was tightly closed, and he could still vaguely see the tall figure of the talisman outside.

“Old man, please speak freely.” Seeing that he seemed quite hesitant, Zhu Yu chimed in, “We are not from the Brahma Kingdom, and we have always been nomadic, wandering all over the world like traveling doctors. We don’t have many concerns about things in your local area.”

If you truly hope this child can recover, it's best to be straightforward and not hesitant. After all, clearly explaining the patient's condition is crucial for the doctor's treatment.

"Besides, don't let my uncle's youthful appearance fool you; he's a legendary healer, one you'd find anywhere else. It's fate that you've been able to get him to inquire about this infant's condition today, so please cherish this opportunity."

Her words were very sincere and sounded quite convincing.

However, when Yan Daoxin uttered the words "Master Uncle," his brow twitched slightly.

Lu Qing, who was sitting not far behind him, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, suppressing the smile that was about to appear.