Everyone was dumbfounded.

Xin Baicao, who appeared so dignified and ethereal, had suddenly burst out with crude language while pondering matters of love.

But Xin Baicao remained oblivious and began sizing up the two men before him. First, he ruled out Su Changhe: “It isn’t you, kid. You don’t look like you’re up to any good. What’s your name? Which member of Dark River are you?”

“I’m Su Changhe.” Su Changhe stroked his small mustache and asked Su Muyu, “Should I shave this mustache to look more like a good person?”

Xin Baicao drew in another sharp breath: “The Funeral Master Su Changhe!”

Su Changhe smiled. “Funeral Master was my previous title. Now I’m the patriarch of Dark River.”

Xin Baicao stood up. “Master-Aunt, I see your complexion is rosy and your movements are natural—surely there’s nothing seriously wrong. All this talk about the Medicine Human technique is nonsense. I have several patients to see, so I’ll take my leave. No need to keep me for dinner.”

Su Muyu stepped forward and gently placed a hand on Xin Baicao’s shoulder. “I witnessed the Divine Physician’s poisoning that day. Please, Medicine King, examine her properly.”

Xin Baicao looked at Su Muyu and suddenly understood: “So, Master-Aunt, you prefer the cool and refined gentleman type?”

Bai Hehuai said helplessly, “Nephew, stop talking nonsense.”

“So this is the Medicine King?” Su Changhe said resignedly. “He’s quite different from the legends.”

Xin Baicao cleared his throat. “And how should I appear in the legends?”

“Like an elderly immortal from a painting. But Medicine King Elder isn’t that old, and you’re quite entertaining,” Su Muyu replied.

Xin Baicao proudly stroked his beard. “You’re quite the smooth talker. It seems Dark River is different from what I imagined as well. Come, let me check Master-Aunt’s pulse.” He waved to Bai Hehuai, who walked over and extended her arm. Xin Baicao placed his fingers on her pulse point and closed his eyes.

This pulse-taking lasted the time it took to burn half an incense stick.

The entire room was silent. Bai Hehuai didn’t speak, and Su Muyu and Su Changhe waited quietly to the side.

After half an incense stick had burned, Xin Baicao finally opened his eyes. “That Yeya fellow has mastered seventy to eighty percent of the Medicine Human technique. He’s far beyond where he was when he left the valley.”

Su Changhe asked curiously, “Bai Hehuai, between you and your Medicine King nephew, whose medical skills are better?”

Bai Hehuai gave Su Changhe a withering look. “Am I the Medicine King, or is he? If my medical skills were superior and I’m of higher rank, wouldn’t I be the Medicine King instead?”

Xin Baicao clasped his hands. “Master-Aunt is too kind. Your natural talent far exceeds mine. If you weren’t so fond of money and willing to study various ailments, the title of Medicine King would surely be yours.”

Bai Hehuai pursed her lips. “Are you criticizing me? Tell me, can this Medicine Human poison in my body be removed or not?”

Xin Baicao sighed softly. “The Medicine Human technique is, fundamentally, a form of gu poison. The gu poison in your body hasn’t been eliminated, but the gu worm should be dead.”

Su Muyu immediately said, “That day, I did destroy a gu worm that Yeya gave me.”

Xin Baicao nodded. “That explains it. Though my junior brother is full of schemes, Master-Aunt is… after all, someone we watched grow up together. He still has feelings in his heart and wouldn’t truly attempt to kill you. However…”

Su Muyu asked, “However what? Is there still an issue with the poison?”

Bai Hehuai said helplessly, “This is why I had you come all this way.”

“To say there’s no problem with this gu poison would be true, but to say there is a problem would also be accurate.” Seeing Su Changhe and Su Muyu’s confused expressions after his cryptic statement, Xin Baicao cleared his throat and continued, “According to the records in that book, someone with remaining gu poison in their body will become an uncontrollable Medicine Human after death…”

Su Muyu exclaimed, “What? Become a Medicine Human—and that’s not a problem?”

“But by then, Master-Aunt will already be dead…” Xin Baicao spread his hands. “To be realistic, it won’t affect Master-Aunt anymore. It’s just that not being able to rest in peace after death is rather unsettling to think about now.”

“Can Medicine King remove it?” Su Muyu asked, lowering his head. “If not, I’ll find Yeya and make him return to completely resolve this gu poison.”

“Of course, it can be removed, but I’ll need some assistance.” Xin Baicao’s expression suddenly became somewhat awkward as he glanced at Bai Hehuai.

Bai Hehuai took a sip of tea, not responding.

Su Muyu asked, “What assistance? If you need our help, we’ll do whatever it takes!”

Xin Baicao hesitated before continuing, “I just need to use acupuncture to guide the gu poison technique to Master-Aunt’s Baihui point, then have someone with profound internal energy apply their palm force to transform the gu poison into toxic gas, which can be dispersed directly through the Baihui point.”

Su Changhe smiled. “That simple? Then why worry about problems or no problems? Just remove it.”

Xin Baicao smiled bitterly. “How could it be that simple? This isn’t ordinary poison—the slightest mistake could cause the gu poison to completely merge with the flesh and blood.”

“That’s why I called for you,” Bai Hehuai said helplessly. “With my acupuncture skills, I wouldn’t be completely confident in achieving this. How confident are you?”

Xin Baicao spread his hands and smiled. “I am still the Medicine King, and I’m not old yet. Naturally, I’m completely confident. Master-Aunt, please rest assured—once I hold the silver needles, your poison will be cured.”

Su Muyu stepped forward. “Though I am lacking in skill, my internal energy is decent. I can assist the Elder.”

Xin Baicao glanced at Bai Hehuai again, who still ignored him, so he continued on his own: “This isn’t ordinary acupuncture. I’ll need to insert ninety-nine silver needles into Master-Aunt’s body. At that time, her blood and qi will surge as if she’s fallen into a volcano. There can’t be any external objects blocking the dispersal of her true qi.”

Su Muyu thought for a moment and shook his head. “I’m not skilled in medicine. I don’t understand.”

“Idiot.” Su Changhe cursed under his breath. “It means Bai Hehuai can’t wear clothes during the treatment!”

Su Muyu froze, his face slightly reddening as he remained silent.

Bai Hehuai’s face also reddened slightly as she cursed Su Changhe quietly: “How crude.”

“A physician must not avoid suspicion. Though I am Bai Hehuai’s nephew, I am only here to save someone, and my mind harbors no impure thoughts,” Xin Baicao said slowly. “However, Sir Su, you…”

Su Changhe patted his chest. “No problem! If he can’t do it, I can step in! I’ll have no impure thoughts either, I swear!”