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Chapter 459 Alchemy
The old man was unaware of the "sibling rivalry" between Yan Daoxin and Lu Qing. He only felt that the young man who looked like a disciple spoke with great sincerity, which made him feel inexplicably at ease. He was also preoccupied with wanting to save his grandson, so he steeled his heart and temporarily put aside his concerns.

“Divine doctor, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, I’m trying to hide it, but I’m just so scared…” He sighed, looking sadly at the weak baby in front of him. “And the witch doctor said… said that my grandson is some kind of elixir from a furnace that became a spirit and was reborn into our family, which is why his whole body is all red.”

The witch doctor also said... he said that since the elixir in the alchemy furnace had come to life, even if it wasn't fully refined, it was definitely far superior to ordinary medicinal herbs, and might even be able to cure our king's illness..."

At this point, the old man became even more frightened and knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Please, divine doctor, save my poor grandson! What crime has my child committed? He is already suffering enough from being sick, but no one can cure him, and some people even want to use him to make elixirs..."

My poor grandson has never had a single comfortable day since he was born. I beg you, miracle doctor, please save him!

Yan Daoxin sighed and gestured to the talisman beside him to help pull him up. He then asked the old man, "I can cure this disease. And coincidentally, you're afraid people will discover your grandson, and I don't want just anyone blocking the door to ask me for treatment."

Well then, such a small baby is truly suffering. I will write down a prescription for you. Go out and buy some herbs such as Coptis chinensis, Phellodendron chinense, and Rheum palmatum, and also buy some sesame oil to mix with these herbs.

Let me first help your grandson relieve the redness, swelling, and pain all over his body, and then we can talk about how to regulate his internal system.

I know that medicinal herbs are hard to come by in your Brahmaland, but fortunately, although this disease is very strange, most of the herbs used to treat it are relatively common.

Go and find it first. As for the rest that are hard to find, I have some on hand that your grandson can use, so you won't have to worry about it.

Buying topical and oral medications separately will make it less likely to attract attention or arouse suspicion.

Yan Daoxin thought this matter would not be difficult, and his considerations were quite thorough, but he saw that the old man still looked troubled.

“Miracle doctor, I’m absolutely not lying. The rhubarb and phellodendron you mentioned… we haven’t been able to find them here for a long time… even if some pharmacies have them, they’re incredibly expensive. I could sell all my old bones and still not afford them…” He was almost in tears, not knowing what to do.

"Why has even rhubarb become a rare commodity?" Yan Daoxin asked. "Don't you have vast farmlands in your Brahmaland that are used to grow herbs and the like, which is why it's not easy to even eat ordinary vegetables?"
Where do all the medicinal herbs grown in these fields go?

“They’ve all been used to refine pills for Wang…” Now that the old man had started talking, he decided not to hide anything anymore.

"What exactly is wrong with your king? Why is it that even with so many medicinal herbs, he still can't be cured?"

"We don't know what exactly is wrong with him, but we commoners can't see the king. We don't know what's wrong with him. Anyway, there are quite a few doctors coming and going in the capital, all of them going to the king's mansion specifically to treat him..."

They say it has never gotten better.

However, not all the medicinal herbs used for alchemy were used to cure the king's illness. When the king was healthy, we did the same thing.

In his early years, Wang wanted to achieve immortality, so he planted medicinal herbs to make pills. But for some reason, after so many years, not only did he not achieve immortality, he also developed a strange illness..." He wanted to continue, but suddenly realized that talking too much was dangerous, so he awkwardly shut his mouth and stopped talking about things unrelated to his grandson's illness, only looking at Yan Daoxin with longing.

Yan Daoxin looked helpless and sighed after a long while, seemingly unwilling, and asked again, "What about angelica, rehmannia, cicada molting, and catnip?"

Sure enough, when he recited the names of the medicines one by one, the other person just shook his head pitifully.

Seeing this, Yan Daoxin had no choice but to accept his fate. He looked at the old man with a pained expression, then at the baby on the table, and slapped his thigh as if he had made up his mind: "So be it! A doctor should have a compassionate heart. The patient who came to my door was such a small baby. How could I not care about him!"

"Your grandson is lucky; I happen to have all the medicine he needs with me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help."

Upon hearing this, the old man was overjoyed and tried to kneel down again, but was stopped by the talisman and could only stand aside and keep bowing to Yan Daoxin.

Yan Daoxin asked Fu Wen to bring out the medicinal herbs they had bought before entering the Brahma Land. He picked out the ones they needed and told Fu Wen how to prepare the external ointment. Then he called Fu Lu in.

"Think of a way to brew the medicine discreetly," he instructed Fu Lu. "The innkeeper..."

"Miracle doctor, you don't need to worry about the shopkeeper here, that's my nephew..." the old man said somewhat awkwardly, "You don't need to worry about him..."

“No wonder you and your child blocked the door as soon as we got back.” Yan Daoxin looked at the old man with a helpless expression and sighed. “Well, your grandson may not have any serious illness, but he is so young and pitiful. I am willing to lend a hand.”

Since we don't have to worry about the shopkeeper leaking information, that's a good thing.

The old man thanked him profusely again and followed the talisman downstairs to brew the medicine.

After they all left, Zhu Yu cautiously approached, looked at the baby on the table, and asked Yan Daoxin with some concern, "What illness does this child have? Can it really be cured?"

“Since you want to know, then I will tell you,” Yan Daoxin said, pretending to be serious. “The disease this child has is called fetal redness. It is not common, but it is not difficult to treat. We just need to clear his heat and cool his blood. Once he recovers, he will naturally stop peeling his skin layer by layer and suffering this pain.”

If this child had been in another place, he wouldn't have suffered so much; he would probably have recovered long ago.

Clearly, there were no proper doctors practicing medicine in this Brahmaland; it was all controlled by witch doctors.

You can't say that witch doctors don't have medical skills, but ordinary people might not be able to find witch doctors with medical skills. What they can find are just a bunch of charlatans pretending to be gods and ghosts.

Add to that the claim that the pills in the alchemy furnace had come to life, and his family became even more afraid that their child would be kidnapped and used to make medicine, which is why they made it seem like it was some incurable ailment.