Asura Emperor Venerable

Shi Hao, still a hot-blooded young man, saw the situation and naturally had no mood to quarrel with Jia Ruming. He stepped forward and said, "Use my Hemostatic Powder!"

"Get lost!" Jia Ruming glared at him. This was the City Lord's young son. How could he use such inferior medicine?

Even the son of a commoner wouldn't do, for if he were to die here, it would still be Rejuvenate Hall's responsibility, and Jia Ruming couldn't escape being implicated.

"Someone, keep an eye on him. Don't let him cause any more trouble," he ordered.

Immediately, two shop assistants came over and stopped Shi Hao.

If Shi Hao were to insist, these two men definitely couldn't stop him, but he had to demean himself even while trying to help?

Shi Hao had inherited Yuan Chengmie's memories, naturally possessing the pride of a strong person.

Fine, let's see what you do.

"Allow me to have a look!" Suddenly, a young man came out from the inner hall. He appeared to be only about twenty-three or twenty-four, his white robe bestowing upon him an elegant, outstanding air.

Upon seeing him, Jia Ruming felt as though he had seen a savior and hurriedly greeted him, "Young Master Li!"

This was Li Mingjun, and though young, he was a disciple of Imperial Physician Liu Yue, with exceptional medical skills.

With him taking action, they were in safe hands!

Jia Ruming knew young people cared about face, so he immediately started introducing him to everyone, "This is Li Mingjun, Young Master Li. He's highly skilled in medicine, from the Imperial Capital, a disciple of Imperial Physician Liu Yue, Lord Liu!"

Then he bowed to Li Mingjun, "Young Master Li, we're all relying on you now!"

The crowd couldn't help but exclaim "Oh" in surprise. Someone from the Imperial Capital and a disciple of an Imperial Physician at that — it made them somewhat fearful.

However, he wasn't as good-looking as the previous young man.

Li Mingjun held a reserved smile. He was of such a status, why would he care about these insignificant people?

If he hadn't encountered the young mistress of Rejuvenate Hall, Lin Yuyue, during his passage through Mengyang City, and fallen in love at first sight, why would he have bothered to linger in such a small city?

Now, he too wanted to impress in front of Lin Yuyue, which was why he had taken the initiative to step forward. Besides, the favor of a city lord was no light matter, and doing him a favor would not be a loss either.

After examining the boy, he said, "No vital organs are damaged. As long as the bleeding stops, he'll be fine."

Although he spoke lightly, everyone around could clearly see that the child's bleeding couldn't be stopped. Even pressing down with hands, blood continued to seep through the fingers.

How easy could it be to stop this bleeding?

Li Mingjun took out a bottle from his chest. However, unlike other bottles, this one was far more exquisite — made of jade and engraved with a lifelike plum blossom.

He casually said, "This is the Flying Cloud Powder, recently developed by my master. It has an excellent effect on stopping bleeding."

Jia Ruming could not resist flattery, "So it's Imperial Physician Liu's work, then the bleeding will surely stop with the medicine."

Li Mingjun merely smiled, sprinkling some medicine powder on the child's wound.

The powder immediately began to bubble up and formed a thin film over the entire wound, halting the bleeding at once.

"Young Master Li, you're truly miraculous!" Jia Ruming overjoyed, believing his life was now secure.

No no no, after saving the life of the City Lord's young son, he was bound to soar high!

Everyone also found the medicine miraculous.

But at that moment, the child's wound suddenly burst open again, and blood gushed forth like a fountain.

Li Mingjun frowned. In truth, whether the child of Mengyang City's lord lived or died, or whether the City Lord became angry, had nothing to do with him. However, since he had intervened and failed to save the child, he felt it as a blow to his prestige.

He scattered some more powder on the child's wound, but this time it was completely useless; it dispersed immediately upon contact with the blood.

This!

After another examination, Li Mingjun's expression darkened, "The assassin must have used a blade with barbs. Though the wound isn't large, the damage it caused is severe. Only my master, with his Undead 18-Neddle Technique, could stop the bleeding and save his life."

That meant, he was helpless now.

Hearing this, Jia Ruming couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

It was over. Even Li Mingjun could save him not, and the young master was sure to die here. If the City Lord took his anger out on him, he was doomed.

For a moment, he felt as if the sky was falling and the ground splitting beneath him.

"Woof—" At that moment, a miserable cry rang out, but it wasn't human—it was a dog barking.

The crowd turned their heads and saw the handsome young man inflicting a huge wound on the leg of the yellow dog he had brought with him using a small knife.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The big yellow dog, however, barked wildly, "Damn, the lunatic is having another episode!"

"Someone save Doggy here!"

Everyone was curious, not knowing why Shi Hao would suddenly pull such a stunt.

"There's a time and a place for showing off, you know!"

But they understood soon after.

Shi Hao took out a bottle, sprinkled some powder on it, and a miracle happened—the wound immediately stopped bleeding.

"This!"

Such a badass hemostatic effect.

Shi Hao smiled, put the big yellow dog down on the ground, and released his hands.

Instantly, the big yellow dog took off running, and when it reached the doorway, it turned back to look at Shi Hao and bared its teeth.

If it could talk, it would have cursed Shi Hao to high heaven by now.

After barking a few times to vent its dissatisfaction, the big yellow dog turned its head and ran again, and it was really fast, even such vigorous movement didn't cause its wound to reopen.

"Incredible!"

Everyone said to themselves, who could have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

The moment Jia Ruming saw this, hope surged within him.

If the antiseptic medicine had such an amazing hemostatic effect, then using it to treat the City Lord's young master should be almost a sure thing.

But he was very aware of his previous attitude toward the situation.

Want Shi Hao to save someone?

He couldn't help but regret immensely—if he'd known the antiseptic medicine was this miraculous, he should have accepted it. What kind of merit would it be to save the City Lord's young son now?

However, Shi Hao simply demonstrated the effects of his antiseptic medicine without making a further move. Wasn't his intention clear?

Jia Ruming had no choice but to swallow his pride and said to Shi Hao, "One hundred taels of silver for this bottle of antiseptic medicine, I'll take it!"

This caused an outcry among the crowd. In Mengyang City, an ordinary family of three spent about two taels of silver a month; one hundred taels was an exorbitant amount.

However, Jia Ruming had his own calculations.

With this antiseptic medicine, if he saved the City Lord's only son, wouldn't the reward he received be more than just one hundred taels of silver?

This was a huge favor.

Shi Hao just smiled faintly but shook his head: "Not for sale."

"Two hundred taels!" Jia Ruming raised the offer.

Shi Hao still shook his head: "Not for sale."

"Five hundred taels!" Jia Ruming said gritting his teeth, he was truly splurging now.

Although he was the shopkeeper here, his monthly salary was only twenty taels of silver, and he hadn't held the position for many years. Plus, considering his daily expenses, he hadn't been able to save much.

This was only the nest egg he had built up by accepting bribes and bringing in some inferior medicinal materials.

But now, to protect himself, he was willing to empty his entire fortune if necessary.

"Not for sale," Shi Hao repeated, shaking his head.

This caused everyone to exclaim in surprise; five hundred taels was indeed an outrageous price, enough for a worry-free life for about ten years, and yet he still refused to sell?

Jia Ruming no longer had the ability to increase the price. He said through clenched teeth, "What exactly do you want?"

He reckoned that the other person wasn't interested in money now.

Shi Hao said indifferently, "When asking for help, one must have the proper attitude."

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