The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 518 - 518 518 Boy You Dare to Doubt My Medicine

Chapter 518: Chapter 518: Boy, You Dare to Doubt My Medicine? Chapter 518: Chapter 518: Boy, You Dare to Doubt My Medicine? “He probably thought you were the linchpin of your family and wanted to intimidate your parents, hoping they would beg him to save you while crying their eyes out, and then they would hand him a large sum of money. But look how that turned out, his plan totally backfired.”

Lady Doctor Liu certainly never expected that as soon as Guman’s parents heard their son’s hand was beyond saving, they would immediately make him move out and live on his own.

He must be full of regrets now.

“He did do me a favor,” Guman responded to Lin Caisang’s words nonchalantly, uttering just one sentence in a soft voice.

Hearing his words, Lin Caisang paused for a moment. It seemed this man was not a fool who blindly obeyed his parents. He had a clear understanding of his situation. Qing’er wouldn’t be worse off marrying him.

“First, I’ll give you a few acupuncture treatments to help improve the blood flow in your arm. Then I’ll give you a few prescriptions. Tonight, my Third Uncle will bring you the medicinal ointment. You just need to apply it to the painful areas,” she said while preparing to insert needles into several points on Guman’s arm.

…

After a while, Guman stood up and adjusted his sleeves.

“Sangsang, is that all?”

“Not so fast, come back every other day for an acupuncture treatment. Paired with the medicinal ointment, your hand should stop hurting within half a month. Rest it for two or three more months and it should be as good as new,” Lin Caisang replied as she put away the silver needle.

“As for the wounds on your face, this is a scar removal ointment I made myself. Take it home and apply it. For shallow wounds like yours, two jars should be enough.”

She took two jars of scar removal ointment from a large pile she had prepared on the side and handed them to Guman.

“How long can this ointment last?”

Guman took the jars, hesitated for a moment, then asked her.

“Don’t worry, this is medicine, it won’t go bad for a year or two. Your facial wounds can recover within two months,” Lin Caisang muttered to herself, thinking: Boy, you dare to doubt my medicine.

“Then I won’t take it right now. How about giving me two jars when Qing’er grows up?” Guman suggested.

Lin Caisang: “….”

She was almost spitting out blood— it turned out he didn’t want his face to heal just yet.

She had never seen someone like this. Was he afraid the girls outside would see his healed face and flock towards him? How confident he must be of his looks!

“Fine, whenever you want it, you can come and get it.”

She took back the scar removal ointment from his hand and put it away. After all, they were going to be family. Helping him was also helping her own. Healing a wound on the face could be done anytime.

“Also…”

“What else?”

Lin Caisang was speechless. Was this guy really the same taciturn Guman from before?

His demands were getting excessive.

“Could you keep it a secret that my arm can be healed?” Guman asked Lin Caisang in a meek voice.

He feared that once the news of his healing hand spread, his parents would try to drag him, their “money tree”, back home.

He had only just moved out. If his parents would run to the head of the clan crying about their regrets, the clan leader would likely soften his stance.

He would wait for a while, until he settled in the old house and after his mother had said enough bad things about him outside. By that time, even if his hand was healed and his parents cried before the clan leader, he would have the resolve to argue back.