Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

At Luo Yi's prompting, a little beggar stepped forward to knock on the door. As soon as he touched the door, it opened, and a man dressed in black came out. The cold aura emanating from the man was not to be underestimated; he was definitely a top-notch expert.

In an instant, the man withdrew his imposing aura and bowed to Luo Yi, saying, "Young Master Luo, the young master is already waiting in the front hall."

The group followed the man in black into the front hall. Yang Jianwu sat at the head of the hall, sipping tea. Hearing footsteps, she put down her teacup, looked around, and saw Luo Yi supporting a woman. She understood what was going on.

Although Jiang was sickly, the temperament she exuded from within showed that she had received a good education. If she had not been forced by life's hardships, she would not have ended up on the streets living in a dilapidated temple.

While Yang Jianwu was sizing up Jiang Shi, Jiang Shi was also carefully observing Yang Jianwu. Although the young master was dressed as a boy, his red lips and white teeth, and his lively features, made him look like a girl! Seeing that Yang Jianwu had no intention of saying it, she could only pretend not to know.

Yang Jianwu's gaze swept over the little beggars. Each of them still had clear eyes and a kind nature, which was good. But what she needed were teammates who could fight alongside her like in her previous life, and who would be ruthless when necessary.

Putting aside his thoughts, he smiled and said, "Make yourselves at home, everyone."

Luo Yi helped Jiang Shi sit down at the lower seat, then came to Yang Jianwu and bowed respectfully. "Young Master, I have come with my companions and my mother. We will follow your orders. However, my mother is not in good health, so please arrange some light work for her."

Yang Jianwu blinked her big eyes and asked Jiang Shi, "Auntie, can you read?"

Jiang stood up and curtsied, "I recognize you."

Yang Jianwu waved her hand and said, "I don't have that many formalities. Do you know how to do accounts?"

Madam Jiang nodded. "I once helped my father manage his business, but I wasn't very good at it; I only had a basic understanding."

Yang Jianwu had already thoroughly investigated Luo Yi and his mother's background in Xipan and was very satisfied with their situation. Upon hearing that Madam Jiang had once helped manage the business, she smiled even more brightly, "I need a head nanny by my side. Keep her by my side."

Jiang was very excited, but when she thought of her health, her eyes dimmed. "Young master is too kind. I am not worthy of being a manager. Besides, this is the first time you have met me and you do not know me well. I'm afraid the general is not comfortable with me staying by your side."

Yang Jianwu naturally knew Jiang's true thoughts. "Does Auntie occasionally experience wheezing and coughing, accompanied by nasal congestion, shortness of breath, chest tightness, or even difficulty breathing? Does it often occur at night and in the early morning, and sometimes it can suddenly start or worsen?"

Jiang looked at Yang Jianwu in shock, speechless, while Luo Yi excitedly replied, "Yes, that's exactly it. How did you know, young master?"

Each time he begged, he would save most of the copper coins. His companions would also help him pool their money to pay for his mother's medical treatment. They saw five or six doctors and drank several doses of herbal medicine, but she never got better.

The young master was able to diagnose the symptoms simply by observing his mother's complexion, how could he not be happy? If there was one thing he had wished for all these years, it was to restore his mother's health.

Yang Jianwu didn't hesitate. "That's easy. I'll write a prescription for your aunt and have it sent over. Just follow all the instructions. After she's recuperated for a while, I'll give her acupuncture, and she'll recover quickly."

"Healed!" Jiang had already given up, not wanting her son to suffer too much. She had even thought that if her body really couldn't take it anymore, she would quietly leave and find a secluded place to end it all.

Hearing that I can get better now, I am extremely excited. I don't know why, but I just inexplicably believe that this young master in front of me can cure me.

Luo Yi immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "As long as young master can cure my mother, Luo Yi will not hesitate to die for her."

Yang Jianwu frowned slightly. Although she had lived in this era for almost eight years, she was still not used to the etiquette of kneeling. She could only try to change the mindset of those around her. She looked at Luo Yi with disdain, thinking, "You're supposed to be the descendant of a famous general. I already consider you a friend, and you're still kneeling like that. It's not pleasant at all." She waved her hand, got up, and walked out of the hall.

Luo Yi was puzzled by Yang Jianwu's expression and was about to step forward when he was stopped by the man in black. The man in black withdrew his hand and said, "Young Master doesn't like kneeling. Young Master Luo, please bring your friends and come with me. Young Master will give instructions early tomorrow morning."

The man in black led them to a larger courtyard and then left.

As soon as the man in black left, the little beggars scattered about like playful chicks.

A little beggar excitedly grabbed Luo Yi's arm, looking at the surrounding courtyards and houses with shining eyes, "Boss, are we really going to live here from now on?"

Luo Yi smiled and said seriously, "Really, but please don't call me 'boss' anymore. Let's call each other by our names."

The little beggar smiled and said, "Then I won't call you 'boss,' I'll call you 'big brother.'"

Luo Yi didn't argue and let him go, helping Jiang Shi into the house, and everyone took their own rooms.

Yang Jianwu ordered people to prepare some clean clothes for them, as well as a hot dinner, and also included medicine and instructions for treating Jiang.

Jiang's illness was actually what we now call asthma. Doctors in that era didn't know how to treat it, which caused the condition to worsen and made her body appear particularly weak.

This illness was too easy for Yang Jianwu. In the past few years, he hadn't learned anything else, but his medical skills had improved rapidly. The only problem was that his body was still too small to treat others and increase his medical points.

Jiang's acceptance of my treatment marks the first step for her as a healer. She can earn medical points as soon as possible to exchange for desired items and open the right-hand hall in the space to see what this mysterious thing is.

The next day, Yang Jianwu gathered everyone at the martial arts academy, still dressed in white cloth, followed by several men in black. Looking at these energetic children, and thinking about their upcoming training, perhaps he wouldn't see those smiles again. *Ahem*, although he was a child himself, he was much older than them mentally.

Luo Yi had his companions line up in a row, a total of twenty-five people, anxiously awaiting Yang Jianwu's instructions.

Yang Jianwu stood in front of this group of children. He looked small, but no one dared to disrespect him. They had all witnessed this young master completely crush their leader.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Yang Jianwu, and I am the daughter of General Yang Boshan."