Maybe I shouldn't die.

If he hadn't met her, the boy might have really died, but didn't he meet her? This meant that the boy was not doomed to die, not to mention that the compass on his waist had been spinning wildly since he entered the boy's yard.

This movement was clearly telling her that this young man should have a spiritual body, and the quality of the spiritual body was even quite good. As long as he went to the Ascension Meeting, he should have no problem entering the sect.

So she did not hesitate. After asking for the middle-aged man's consent, she sat down beside the bed and took his pulse. The boy's temperature was a little high, obviously caused by the unclean wound treatment.

She first injected some spiritual power into the boy. With the relief of the spiritual power, the boy's frown relaxed a little. Fang Yue went to check his wound again, which was bandaged tightly.

Fang Yue frowned. This was not an easy solution. Doctor Fang, who was standing by, immediately handed over a pair of scissors and said to Fang Yue:

"These scissors have been roasted over fire."

Fang Yue took the scissors and looked at Doctor Fang with praise. He was indeed a miracle doctor and he knew how to disinfect and sterilize.

Doctor Fang was a little surprised that Fang Yue did not ask why the scissors had to be roasted with fire. This was an experience he summed up after treating many patients. Judging from the doctor's performance, it seemed that he thought he did a good job.

Doctor Fang couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man. Because of his identity, he was familiar with some doctors with some background in the world, but he didn't know Fang Yue.

What's more, when Fang Yue first met him and heard his name, she didn't show any surprise or astonishment. It was as if she was looking at a stranger.

He was not bragging. He didn't believe that there was any doctor in the entire Daqing world who had never heard of his name as a miracle doctor. What's more, the other party said that he was from Zhucheng.

They all knew how close Zhucheng was to that place, and they couldn't help but have some guesses in their minds. Could this traveling doctor have come from that place?

They could only guess that Fang Yue might have come from Yishui and was a miracle doctor who lived in seclusion in Yishui City. As for the other possibility, they didn't dare to think about it at all.

Fang Yue didn't know that just a pair of scissors made Doctor Fang think so much. After she took the scissors, she started to remove the fine cotton cloth wrapped around the wound.

The scissors were very sharp, and the wound was quickly exposed in front of Fang Yue. A rotten smell immediately filled the air. Fang Yue could tell that the wound had been cleaned.

There were still some residual medicine powder on it, but tetanus bacteria could not be killed by ordinary medicine powder, so the wound continued to rot.

Judging from the situation, it was necessary to use the purification technique, so Fang Yue turned to the people in the room and said:

"I can treat this wound, but my method is unique to me, so I'd like to trouble you to stay away for a while."

Doctor Fang was actually very curious about how this Doctor Fang would treat the wound. So when he heard Fang Yue's words, he felt a little disappointed, but considering that if it was a unique method, it would be normal to want to avoid people.

He looked at the middle-aged man and waited for him to make a decision. The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then agreed decisively.

"No problem, we'll get out of the way right away. Doctor, when you're well, just call us."

After saying this, he immediately led everyone in the room out, and considerately closed the doors and windows.

After everyone had left, Fang Yue turned around to look at the sickly boy on the bed.

"Everyone's gone, so you don't have to pretend to be asleep."

The boy's eyelashes trembled, but he still refused to open his eyes. Fang Yue laughed. Is that okay? If you like to pretend to sleep, just pretend. You need to avoid other people when using the spell, but it doesn't matter to the boy himself.

After all, after curing the young man, she would definitely leave him an Ascension Order, so she pinched the magic formula without hesitation. After using a purification spell, she probed into her spiritual sense again and found that the black spots near the wound were gone.

But the rotten parts were still there. Fang Yue didn't want to deal with the rotten meat herself, so she shouted outside:

"Okay, come in!"

The people outside were a little surprised. How could it be done in just a short while? But since Fang Yue had called them, they entered the room without hesitation.

After everyone came in, Fang Yue said to Doctor Fang:

"The things that hinder the healing of the wound have been dealt with. You can help him clean the wound, apply medicine and bandage it."

After she finished speaking and thought for a while, she took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Doctor Fang.

"This is a liquid medicine I specially prepared. It can heal wounds quickly."

Doctor Fang couldn't help but step forward. Seeing that there was no change on the boy's wound, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. However, thinking of his previous guess, he temporarily suppressed these doubts.

He took a look at the middle-aged man before taking the medicine and skillfully went over to treat the boy's wound. He had done this job many times recently and was not unfamiliar with it.

When the middle-aged man caught Doctor Fang's eye, he immediately stepped forward and said to Fang Yue:

"Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Fang. I'm sorry to bother you to stay in my house for a few days. I'll send the consultation fee to you soon."

Fang Yue naturally knew that they were worried and wanted to keep her to observe the follow-up of the boy's wound healing, but she wanted to find a reason to stay at home, so she didn't mind.

But she couldn't just stay in the house these few days. She had to go out to set up a stall to see if she could meet a few more good seedlings with immortal affinity. So, she answered hesitantly:

"There is no problem living in your house, but I am a traveling doctor after all, and I have to go out and set up a stall every day."

Thinking that the young man on the bed might be a talented cultivator, she didn't want to embarrass his family, so she added:

"If you don't mind, you can let your young lady follow me."

She didn't mind the girl following her, she just thought of it as a way to reassure her. She believed that she would also be happy to have someone following her so she wouldn't have to worry about her suddenly running away and disappearing.

Sure enough, after hearing Fang Yue's additional words, the middle-aged man's frown relaxed a little, but he still wanted to fight for it.

"Doctor Fang will stay in the mansion for the next few days, and we will cover the expenses of his medical visits. How do you think?"

Because the other party used a negotiating tone, Fang Yue did not feel offended, but just shook her head firmly:

“I don’t practice medicine for money.”

Seeing Fang Yue so determined, the middle-aged man had no choice but to agree. As long as Doctor Fang didn't run away, going out to see patients wouldn't affect anything.

What's more, the other party has already taken the initiative to suggest that his daughter can go with him, which shows that the other party has an upright and open mind. If he doesn't agree, he would be a villain in vain.