The traveling physician’s eyes lit up at the sight of the gold. He nodded and said cheerfully, “Now that’s interesting.”
He sat up, tucked the gold into his chest, and then picked up the medical record to read.
“Ahem…” The physician cleared his throat and hinted, “This old man only diagnoses illnesses…”
Ning Wanwan, remembering her past lifetimes, understood his intention. She took out a silver note from her pouch and placed it on the table, “Here are a hundred taels.”
The physician’s face brightened as he picked up the silver note, saying, “It’s called Bone-Eroding Cold, reportedly a toxic poison that can prevent heat from forming in one’s five organs and six viscera.”
“Bone-Eroding Cold?” The name suggested a powerful poison. Ning Wanwan’s brow furrowed, “Is there an antidote?”
“Bone-Eroding Cold is rare. Only traveling physicians have heard whispers of it, and it’s hard to encounter even once in a hundred years, let alone know an antidote,” he said, then looked at her. “Could you suspect the person in your medical case was poisoned by Bone-Eroding Cold?”
It wasn’t a suspicion but a certainty.
In her previous life, she learned from Si Zhan and Yuan Bi that Si Zhan’s weak constitution was due to poisoning, not birth.
She asked, “Does the master think this is possible?”
The traveling physician pondered, “From some pulse and symptoms, there is indeed some possibility.”
Ning Wanwan placed another hundred-tael silver note in front of the physician, saying, “I’ll add another hundred taels. I only ask that you tell me the antidote for Bone-Eroding Cold.”
The physician’s eyes brightened at the sight of the silver. He folded the notes and tucked them into his chest, smiling, “It’s not that I won’t tell you, but I don’t know the antidote for Bone-Eroding Cold.” Noticing Ning Wanwan’s displeasure, he added, “I know someone who can cure this poison.”
“Who?”
“The Poison Saint, Ghost Boundless. If you want to inquire about poisons, there’s no poison he can’t cure.”
“Where can I find him?”
“I don’t know.”
Ning Wanwan suppressed her anger and slapped another silver note on the table, gritting her teeth, “I’ll add another hundred taels.”
