A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 35 A pedicurist arrived.

Wu Cheng had heard of many experts in medicine.

From ancient times, there were the Yellow Emperor and Qi Bo.

These two masters were the inventors of what later became known as the art of medicine.

A little closer to home are the three brothers, Bian Que and his brother.

Then there's Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao...

There are too many famous doctors in the long history of medicine.

Wu Cheng felt he had countless choices; any one of them could easily silence the Hao family, who were known as a family of renowned doctors in this corner of Longqiu.

He couldn't help but look forward to seeing what kind of medical expert the Black Iron Token would summon to become his assistant this time.

After enabling the Medical Assistant option.

Nothing bad happened.

There were no spectacular special effects.

There wasn't even a sound.

Upon closer inspection, changes were observed inside the cat house.

An old man is drinking water from a cat paw cup in the cat house.

Who is this master of medicine?

Wu Cheng quickly asked, "May I ask which great medical master you are, senior?"

"A medical expert?" The old man immediately shook his head upon hearing this. "I am not a medical expert. I am just a pedicurist."

pedicure?

Are you sure you're not mistaken?

What I need is a renowned physician to help me quickly eliminate these arrogant members of the Hao family.

But what's the point of you, a pedicurist, coming out here?

At this moment, Jin Wanliang said with a wicked smile, "Aren't you full of anticipation?"

That's for sure, but this expectation has turned out like this in the end. How can Wu Cheng bear this?

Jin Wanliang said, "Your mentality is like someone who wants to get into Tsinghua University with a 200% score. You don't even know if you have the aptitude for it."

Can you get into Tsinghua University with a score of 200?

That's a very apt analogy.

Wu Cheng's expectations are indeed too high.

This black iron token is probably the lowest grade, so it's normal that it doesn't produce any medical experts.

Even so, you should at least give me some kind of folk healer, right? Giving me a pedicurist is just too perfunctory.

Jin Wanliang clutched his stomach and laughed so hard he rolled around on the floor.

After laughing for a while, he said, "Don't be too disappointed. This little old man is no ordinary person. He's also very skilled in medicine. Moreover, he's the patriarch of the foot care profession. His name is Chen Qizi, and he's very capable."

"What good is the patriarch of foot care?" Wu Cheng was on the verge of tears.

"At least you know about acupoints." After saying this, Jin Wanliang ignored Wu Cheng.

Meanwhile, the Hao family's test began. Hao Tianqi immediately asked a very difficult medical question: "Medicine and martial arts are interconnected, both being techniques of circulating qi. What are the differences between the three dantian in the human body?"

Wu Cheng was stunned.

He could understand each word individually, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.

Hao Ganglie, standing to the side, also looked anxious.

Wu Cheng couldn't grasp the crux of the problem, but he could tell that Hao Tianqi's question deliberately avoided medicine and pharmacy, instead mentioning the principles of medicine and martial arts.

This isn't a problem targeting Wu Cheng at all; it's a problem targeting Hao Ganglie.

Hao Tianqi was worried that Hao Ganglie might give Wu Cheng a heads-up, or that he might find an ordinary person who knew medicine to fool him beforehand, which is why he asked that question.

The three brothers of the second generation of the Hao family, Hao Zhihong looked mocking when he heard the question, Hao Zhiming's expression was unpredictable, while Hao Zhiguang was secretly worried for Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng thought to himself that he was doomed this time. What kind of question was this?

If I had known that the Hao family was so difficult to come to, I would never have come even if you killed me. Although the opportunity to earn ten million is not common, it is still easy for me to save up some money by working steadily and accumulating little by little.

At this moment, Chen Qizi spoke up: "I do know the answer to this question. As for the dantian, there are three dantians in the human body. The upper dantian is called Zifu, which is one inch above the center of the eyebrows. The middle dantian is called Jianggong, which is two inches to the right of the heart. The lower dantian is called Huangting, which is three inches below the navel."

"The Yellow Court governs the flow of Qi, the Crimson Palace governs the flow of blood, and the Purple Palace governs the flow of light..."

Wu Cheng quickly became Chen Qizi's simultaneous interpreter, even copying Chen Qizi's tone of voice when referring to himself as "I".

Hao Tianqi asked several questions that he thought were tricky, but Wu Cheng answered them easily and without hesitation.

He then asked a question that even he himself hadn't figured out.

But Chen Qizi answered it very easily.

Hao Tianqi was now full of admiration: "Young brother, your talent is extraordinary. I was blind to your abilities. Please forgive me in person."

At this moment, Wu Cheng also provided simultaneous interpretation: "Senior Chen's talent is extraordinary. I was blind. Please forgive me."

Chen Qizi smiled and said, "Don't be so polite with me, I'm just a pedicurist."

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After passing Hao Tianqi's test, the Hao family's attitude towards Wu Cheng changed drastically. Except for Hao Henxin, everyone treated Wu Cheng as a distinguished guest. Hao Tianqi personally came over and offered Wu Cheng the seat of honor, and had someone serve Wu Cheng the finest Wuyan black tea.

Wu Cheng didn't stand on ceremony. He sipped a cup of Wuyan black tea worth over 100,000 yuan and leaned back comfortably in his chair.

I thought to myself: Without enduring the bitter cold, how can the plum blossoms emit their fragrant scent?

After drinking tea for a while, Wu Cheng said, "Grandpa Hao, I didn't come here for tea this time. I'm here to treat someone's illness."

“Gang Lie is my friend. I was reluctant to come this time, after all, it would be inappropriate to show off my limited skills before an expert,” Wu Cheng said, which was a way of saving face for the Hao family. “But since I’m already here, it wouldn’t be appropriate not to check on the patient, would it?”

Hao Tianqi had been waiting for Wu Cheng to say this.

Upon hearing Wu Cheng mention it, he immediately led Wu Cheng to a ward.

Wu Cheng was stunned by what he saw as soon as he entered the room.

A stunningly beautiful girl lay on the bed, humming softly. Her bare feet were dangling, and they were like works of art.

Hao Tianqi explained the girl's condition to Wu Cheng in a low voice.

It turned out that the girl didn't have any other ailment, but rather a corn.

A pretty girl turned into this because of a corn; if word got out, people would probably laugh themselves to death.

But the corn on this girl's foot was not ordinary.

Because while other people's corns are just minor ailments, called corns but not actually chicken eyes, the corns on this girl's feet are genuine chicken eyes.

This corn can open and close, and there's a shiny black eyeball inside.

As Wu Cheng was examining the corn, the corn was also examining Wu Cheng.

The corn on his eye was rolling around erratically, which made Wu Cheng very uneasy. What kind of strange disease was this? It was terrifying!

However, Wu Cheng suddenly remembered that the black iron assistant he had summoned this time was the patriarch of foot care, and all his worries vanished.

Even the most amazing corn is still a corn, isn't it? If you run into the patriarch of pedicures, even if you have a dragon eye on your foot, you'll have to kneel down before him.