Many eyes fell on Xin Lin all of a sudden, some of whom were suspicious, some were confused, and more were disbelief.

"she?"

Huang Xuerou's mother looked embarrassed.

This miracle doctor is too young.

And he is Xue Rou's classmate, so he is just a child.

"Xuerou, what's wrong with you? When is it time, and you're still messing around."

A man outside of the thirty years old shouted.

"Uncle Xiao, Xin Lin's medical skills are very clever. Her father is Chu Beiqing."

Huang Xuerou said dissatisfied.

She was very confident in Xin Lin's medical skills. Earlier, Zuo Mingshang, Lu Yuan and the wounded spirits in the Spirit Academy were all seeking treatment for Xin Lin.

"Chu Beiqing's daughter? That's the top scorer in the Zixiao Palace Examination this year?"

Beside the bed, the gray-haired old woman raised her head.

"It's the junior."

Xin Lin bowed.

"Mom, don't be confused. The palace examination will be the palace examination, and the medical examination will be the medical examination. My father's injuries are not even the best doctor in the city."

The man said dissatisfied.

Mr. Huang was seriously injured and bleeding profusely. It is said that he would still be lame after he was cured. What does a child know about such a serious injury?

"This master, no matter whether I can cure it well or not. But besides me, can anyone cure Mr. Huang?"

Xin Lin glanced at the man.

The man was speechless, so he looked at the famous doctors invited from the city.

Those doctors shook their heads repeatedly, saying this.

"Old Mr. Huang was bleeding too much and could not use needles."

"Old Master Huang doesn't know the flesh and blood, and he can't even apply medicine."

"Old Mr. Huang has to eat first and replenish his energy, but he can't swallow food and medicine at all."

"Since that's the case, no one can cure it. Either you just watch Mr. Huang bleed and die, or let me cure it."

Xin Lin looked calm.

Everyone else was silent.

"Let her cure."

At the critical moment, the old lady of the Huang family said something. She waved and signaled Xin Lin to come forward.

Xin Lin stepped forward and took the pulse, but did not immediately perform acupuncture.

Mr. Huang's injury is really a bit tricky.

As other doctors said, if he was given a needle directly and his qi and blood would be wandering, his physical strength would be unsupported.

But if you take medicine, he is so weak that he is afraid that the medicine will not be able to bear it.

"Has the old man been injured before he was tortured?"

Xin Lin asked back.

"I was once attacked by a fifth-grade mysterious spirit beast."

Old Mrs. Huang said.

"No wonder, it's more injuries. People who use torture are vicious enough to make people beat them to death."

Xin Lin pondered.

"It's the third prince Long Qingchen. He thought that my grandfather had not made the spiritual delicacy he wanted, and he lost his face to the royal family."

Huang Xuerou gritted her teeth and said.

"Rou'er, don't talk nonsense."

Old Mrs. Huang shouted.

Huang Xuerou felt wronged and stopped making any sounds.

Xin Lin ordered people to take a bowl, then took out a piece of golden honey, poured in some Yujingquan, and mixed a bowl of golden honey water.

"That's it?"

Old Mrs. Huang looked confused.

"My unique elixir."

As Xin Lin spoke, the uncle from the Huang family sneered softly.

Just a bowl of honey water, it is just a business to cheat money.

No amount of spiritual medicine works, let alone a bowl of ordinary honey water.

Xin Lin asked someone to help Mr. Huang, and fed some honey water with a spoon.

After a few mouthfuls of honey water, Mr. Huang's breathing became much stronger and his face also had a little blood.
Chapter completed!