CHAPTER 18

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CHAPTER 18- THE THING THAT IS WORSE THAN WETTING THE BED IS…..

On the road back to the tent, Yan Mo gradually began to form a plan. As for whether implementing this plan would kill people or not, he indicated that it had nothing to do with him. He was merely the person pushing the boat along the current, nothing more. Even from the roots, this plan concerning Yuan Zhan and company had a greater benefit than his individual capabilities could obtain.

Arriving back at the tent, Yuan Zhan put down Yan Mo and saw that there wasn’t much Setose Thistle leaves left. Since he also had some matter that he needed to ask Cao Ting about, he went over next door to get a lot of Setose Thistle leaves.

Yan Mo laid down on the bed and partially relaxed, but he still didn’t dare to sleep right away and could only make great efforts to prop himself up.

Yuan Zhan came back, lit a torch, stuck it into the ground, pounded the setose thistle leaves to pieces, and helped Yan Mo deal with his leg injury.

During the process Yan Mo thought about opening his mouth several times, but seeing the other party’s ugly and ferocious expression he held himself back,

Right now was not a good time to open his mouth to play tricks, Yan Mo thought in his mind.

“Give me your hand.”

“Ng?” Yuan Zhan did not understand.

“Didn’t you injure your right leg?”

Yuan Zhan’s face instantly became icey, coldy replying, “That has nothing to do with you.”

Do you think I want to deal with it? Yan Mo lifted his own right leg and carefully laid it down straight. The left leg that was bent was in a good condition. Wiping the cold sweat that came out from pain, he sluggishly asked, “If I can cure my own leg, then I can take a good look at your leg. Don’t you want to have a try? Unless you want to keep having that leg burden you?”

“My leg already grew back fine. The bone has no problems. Master Qiu Shi said that I would feel an ache, it’s because the enemy cursed me.”

“You believe him?”

Yuan Zhan wanted to say that he did not believe him. He wanted to say the reason was because at the time the priest delayed too long to treat him, but his leg really did already grow back properly. Usually there was not a problem, only when using both legs for a long period of time or enduring hard circumstances would the ache appear. For this reason, he could not publicly complain about the priest, furthermore it wasn’t good to say his malicious remarks.

“I see your right thigh muscle developed similar to your left side. Two legs walking the road but there is not a clear difference, this indicates that your bones did not grow crooked. When you use it for a long time or overload your right leg it will feel an ache. There are a few possibilities. Exactly which one it is, I would need to give you a detailed examination to determine. I only need to know the definite cause of illness to be able to correctly diagnose and treat.”

This short speech, Yuan Zhan did not understand half of it, but he understood the vague meaning.

“You will treat an illness?” Yuan Zhan looked at the youth’s simple and unripe face and wasn’t too convinced. He really did sense that this boy possessed something out of ordinary, so much that he doubted that he was ever Yanshan tribe’s priest’s disciple, rather that he was a follower from a shrine in one of the three cities that secretly ran out.

Only like this would it clearly make sense, why this youth would have a magical hand capable of talents, and why he would know medical herbs and healing methods that even the priest did not know about.

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