Seeing that the other person was a woman and looked friendly, Lin Yao’er walked over.
"Miss Lin, I just overheard you in the clinic talking about your father’s illness. Does he have rheumatism?" Yun Sheng asked kindly, having glanced at Lin Yao’er’s prescription earlier, which included white bamboo, Black Stone, and turtle shell, all ingredients used in traditional medicine to regulate Qi and blood circulation, commonly prescribed to patients with chronic rheumatism in modern times.
"Rheumatism? Sister, I don’t know what rheumatism is," said Lin Yao’er, seeing Yun Sheng appearing to be around fifteen or sixteen and speaking elegantly, she thought she was not a bad person.
It appears that rheumatism is called differently on the Wuji Continent.
Yun Sheng rolled her eyes, "It was presumptuous of me, rheumatism is actually a term from my hometown, the symptoms often involve joint swelling, alternating between cold and burning sensations, and over the years, the joints may become diseased and turn black, and even completely hinder mobility. Especially in recent days, your father must be in excruciating pain, suffering sleepless nights."
Upon hearing Yun Sheng finish, Lin Yao’er exclaimed, grabbing Yun Sheng’s hand in excitement, "How do you know? Miss, are you also a doctor? My father has had this disease for three to four years already; I’ve searched everywhere for famous doctors and various prescriptions, and tried all methods of alchemy and medicine making without any cure."
"Rheumatism is a chronic disease, merely taking medicine won’t cure it. Take me to see your father’s condition; I think I have a way to cure his illness," said Yun Sheng as they headed back to Little Ci’en Hall.
That was an old clinic that had seen better days, but judging by the size of the clinic, one could tell it used to be quite significant.
In the shop, there was only an elderly shopkeeper and a ten-year-old Medicine Gathering Boy.
Seeing Yun Sheng surveying the empty clinic, Lin Yao’er said with embarrassment, "After my father became too ill to move, I had to manage the clinic myself. I’m not particularly proficient in medical skills, so the business of the clinic suffered."
Although Lin Yao’er put it that way, judging from the layout of the clinic and the respectful attitude of the people there towards her, this thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was not just blessed with good looks; she was evidently a capable person.
Lin Yao’er led Yun Sheng into an inner chamber, where it was stiflingly hot. From the north to the south of the room, there were two Magic Arrays.
Fearing cold due to rheumatism, Lin Yao’er smartly used Fire Magic Arrays to keep the room dry and warm, which could also alleviate the pain.
"Are you a Magician?" This type of Basic Magic Fire Formation could only be laid by a Magician.
"Yes, I studied at the Magic Temple in the neighboring city earlier, but I had to drop out halfway and come back due to my father’s illness," Lin Yao’er nodded obediently.
Lin Yao’er’s father, Doctor Lin, lived here; he was forty years old, which should have been his prime, yet years of suffering from illness had left him as thin as a skeleton, looking old enough to be Lin Yao’er’s grandfather.
Seeing this, Yun Sheng nodded silently. Lin Yao’er was a very adaptable person; although she came from a family of doctors, she subconsciously knew how to integrate magic with her medical skills.
Her views and practices coincidentally aligned with those of Doctor Fan.
Yun Sheng instructed Lin Yao’er to help her father sit up, and saw that his limbs and joints were all severely swollen, about twice their original size.
In particular, the joints of his feet were red with black spots. If the joints completely turned black and the nerves inside died, Doctor Lin’s legs would effectively be useless.
"It’s fortunate we discovered it early and it can still be treated. Go and find a large wooden tub for bathing, prepare some hot sand in it," although Lin Yao’er did not know what Yun Sheng was planning to do, she followed her instructions and immediately began preparing.
Lin Yao’er and Yun Sheng had only exchanged a few words, but for some reason, Lin Yao’er felt an inexplicable trust towards Yun Sheng.
After the sand and wooden tub were ready, Lin Yao’er and Yun Sheng helped the frail Father Lin into the tub filled with hot sand, resembling a bath, and Father Lin had already woken up by then. Seeing his daughter and a strange young girl together, he couldn’t help but be a bit astonished.
"Father, this is the doctor I mentioned earlier, Doctor Yun, she said she can cure your illness," Lin Yao’er was not foolish; she had already seen Yun Sheng’s Doctor’s Token.
After Father Lin sat in the sand tub, his body quickly turned red, and he had painful convulsions on his face.
"Girl... what kind of treatment is this? Why have I never heard of it before?" Lin Yao’er, seeing her father in pain, also felt a deep ache in her heart; now she only had her father as her family.
"Sand therapy, do not worry, just wait for half an hour," Yun Sheng said calmly, without being anxious.
By the time half an hour had passed, Father Lin’s body was red like a cooked shrimp, but surprisingly, the swollen joints on his body had somewhat decreased in size.
After he stepped out of the sand tub, Yun Sheng took out the Fire Needle from the Four Seasons Glaze Needle.
When the needle tip pierced his knee, Father Lin felt a surge of heat throughout his body, as if a fire was burning inside him. Shortly after, blood oozed from his knee, which was dark and foul-smelling like poisonous water.
Yun Sheng placed several needles in the joints of Father Lin’s arms and legs, and from his initial painful expression, he transitioned to a relaxed state. His previously heavy limbs also felt like they had returned to normal.
Having been plagued with chronic rheumatism for so many years, this was the first time Father Lin slept soundly and peacefully.
"How is Father?" Lin Yao’er saw her father had fallen asleep, feeling both happy and worried.
"It’s nothing serious. The rheumatism in his feet is quite severe and requires a combination of sand baths and acupuncture a few more times. As for the joints in his hands, they will be able to move freely in three days," Yun Sheng put away the needles, using the Four Seasons Glaze Needle for the first time, finding it better to handle than she had anticipated.
Especially since it was infused with magic attributes, the needle’s application in this special medical treatment had an even better effect.
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Yun, I will never forget your great kindness and mercy. I am willing to go through fire and water to repay your grace," Lin Yao’er tearfully expressed, having thought of committing suicide earlier today due to the public humiliation from Qi San.
However, thinking of her father ill at home and the need to support the few people in the medical hall, Lin Yao’er had no choice but to persevere.
She never expected that she would be so fortunate to meet a divine doctor like Yun Sheng.
Although Yun Sheng was known only as a doctor, her treatment methods were unheard of on the continent, leading Lin Yao’er to secretly speculate that she must be the closed-door disciple of some reclusive Great National Doctor.
"I do not need you to go through fire and water. I also do not charge any medical fees, but I have a request. I want to borrow the banner of Little Ci’en Hall for use," Yun Sheng, who disliked seeing people crying and kowtowing, helped Lin Yao’er up and directly made her request.