Leisurely mountain village

"Bring a basin of clean water," Ye Huan said to Cao Zhi. Cao Zhi nodded and ran out. A moment later, he brought a basin of clean water and handed it to Ye Huan, who took it and placed it at his grandfather's feet.

Then he opened the 400-year-old wild ginseng, cut a thin slice, carefully put it away, and handed the ginseng slice to his grandfather.

He found a few more medicinal herbs in his medical kit, sat down on the ground, and began grinding them. He had made countless antidote pills; he was quite skilled at it.

Grandpa stroked his beard, smiled and nodded, stuffed the ginseng slice into his senior brother's mouth, then pulled up one of his senior brother's arms, and with his fingernail, gently scratched the wrist, then aimed at the basin of water on the ground, and a black line of blood spurted out.

When the flow of black blood had almost stopped, Ye Wuju placed his other hand on his senior brother's heart, slowly activating his inner force, and the black blood spurted out again.

About a minute later, the blood began to turn dark red. Ye Wuju then withdrew his hand from his heart, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured some powder onto the wound on his wrist, and the wound began to heal at a visible speed.

Others didn't understand, but the two old imperial physicians were stunned. It was a super wound medicine, a rare find only in ancient times!

After finishing all of this, Ye Wuju took the antidote pill that Ye Huan had prepared, put it into his senior brother's mouth, took out the ginseng slice that had been completely absorbed, and after his senior brother's complexion became a little rosier, he casually unsealed his senior brother's self-sealed heart meridian.

"Hoo~" Cao Wushuang lay on the bed, and a heavy breathing sound came from her, which made everyone happy.

Slowly opening her eyes, Cao Wushuang saw Ye Wuju. "Junior Brother?"

"Senior brother, it's me." Ye Wuju pressed down on his shoulder; it wasn't time to get up yet. "We'll talk when you're better."

Cao Wushuang nodded. He had confidence in his junior brother's family's medical skills, which was why he sent his most promising grandson out to find someone when his life was in the most danger.

Ye Huan packed her medical kit, and Ye Wuju stood up and walked to his sister-in-law: "Let my senior brother rest for two days, and he'll be fine. That one-sword wound will heal on its own. The main problem was that poison just now; it was too potent. My senior brother wasn't confident, which is why he sent someone to find me."

"Thank you."

"We're all family, no need for formalities." Ye Wuji waved his hand. "These gentlemen, are they my senior brother's sons? Not bad, they're all quite presentable."

"Uncle-Master." The three of them didn't dare to delay and immediately bowed.

"Get up," Ye Wuju helped the three of them up and led the way out of the bedroom. Everyone followed, and Cao Zhi closed the door behind them.

Ye Wuju sat in the living room, and someone began to serve tea. Grandma Cao Zhi said "thank you for your hard work" twice. The two imperial physicians exchanged a glance, and then one of them took the initiative to speak.

"Hello, Mr. Ye. I saw that the wound medicine you just used was very effective. Did you know that the medicinal materials were rare?"

“It can’t be made anymore. Two of the ingredients are extinct. This small bottle is what my father left behind; it’s the last bit,” Ye Wuju said.

"That's a pity. Don't you know the prescription? Oh, nothing else. So, we're thinking of going back and studying it to see if there's anything that can be used as a substitute. This medicine is really worthwhile in the army."

"Excuse me, everyone, my senior brother should know that all the family's medicinal formulas were lost after my father died in battle. I don't know if my senior brother learned them back then, you can ask him later," Ye Wuju said expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, the two fell silent. Ye Huan stood beside her grandfather, her face expressionless.

Cao Zhi frowned, but didn't say anything. His father and two uncles were there, so it wasn't his turn to speak.

At lunchtime, Ye Huan, having not eaten well in the morning, started eating heartily. Seeing the old lady smiling, she said to Cao Zhi, "Grandson, look at how other children eat, and then look at you, you only eat two small bowls a day."

"Hehe, I dragged Xiao Huan here this morning, she didn't have a proper breakfast." Ye Wuji chuckled and explained.

"This medicine is for you to hold in your mouth tonight while you sleep, it's good for replenishing your qi and blood." Ye Wuju handed the old lady two more pills.

“This wild ginseng must be over 400 years old, right? It’s a real treasure,” said an old imperial physician.

"Hmm, it's a pity that quite a few have already been cut." Ye Wuju nodded. He dared to take them out, so he wasn't afraid.

Upon hearing that the wild ginseng was over 400 years old, the three sons of the Cao family were also taken aback. This kind of thing is now extremely rare and hard to find. They had searched for it before because their family practiced martial arts, but they had only managed to buy one that was over 80 years old at an auction, which shows how scarce it is.

Unexpectedly, this unassuming senior uncle was actually dealing with a wild ginseng that was over 400 years old. Appearances can be deceiving! So the three of them toasted him even more enthusiastically.

Ye Wuju was still drinking the tiger bone wine he had prepared himself. Ye Huan had brought a jar of it in his space, and a flat metal wine pot containing two jin (1 kg).

Grandpa remembers the two ounces every day without fail.

"Old man, this wine?" Another imperial physician asked, smelling the aroma. How did this old man from the countryside come to have so many treasures?

"Oh, you brewed it yourself? Want to try some?" Ye Wuji didn't mind. He had brewed quite a lot of this wine. Although it contained many precious medicinal herbs, a wine lover doesn't care about that.

"Fine wine, made from tiger bone, with added precious medicinal herbs such as Polygonatum, Polygonum multiflorum, and wild ginseng. What a fine wine, haha!" The two imperial physicians exclaimed after taking a sip.

"Although the wine is good, one should not overindulge." Ye Wuju poured two more ounces for the two of them, then handed the wine pot to Ye Huan and put it away.

"Haha, Mr. Ye, you truly deserve to be called a master of traditional Chinese medicine. I'm impressed," said an old imperial physician whose face was as red as Guan Yu's.

"A country doctor, nothing to brag about, hehe, come on, let's drink." Ye Wuji waved his hand. He used to be a barefoot doctor, but then people from the town came and said he didn't have a medical license and wouldn't let him practice medicine. He was so angry that he didn't practice medicine for many years.

Ye Huan had also heard his father say that he had once quarreled with a wealthy family in the county town because of this. When that family heard of his grandfather's great name, they took the old man to get medical treatment. At that time, Ye Wuju had just been notified by the town and was still angry.

So he didn't treat the patient. When the town found out, people came down and persuaded the family to leave, preventing Ye Wuju from treating them.

The old man later passed away, and his family felt that they had wasted their time with Ye Wuju. They brought people to cause trouble, but in those days, fighting was common. After being taught a lesson by Ye Wuju, the group of people behaved themselves.

The meal was a pleasant one for both the host and guests. Ye Wuju and Ye Huan stayed in the guest room upstairs that night. This small building was where Cao Wushuang and his wife lived. There was only one housekeeper in the house, and no one else was allowed to stay there.

Therefore, housing is very spacious.