The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

16: Chapter 16: A Powerful Dragon Cannot Suppress a Local Snake 16: Chapter 16: A Powerful Dragon Cannot Suppress a Local Snake “I could cure him, but you can’t!

Because I do what I’m capable of doing,” Liu Hun said coldly.

Unlike others, he didn’t just brag.

Being able to treat the village chief was better than any gift.

“You think you can treat him well?

Are you kidding me?

You could cure Mao’er before just because you were lucky.

This time, it’s bronchitis.

Do you really think you’re omnipotent, some kind of reincarnation, or what,” Mo Wen spat sarcastically.

It wasn’t that he looked down on Liu Hun, but in Mo Wen’s eyes, Liu Hun’s status was already low.

There were many rumors about Liu Hun these days, but not much made it into his ears.

Now, after Liu Hun said this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

If bronchitis could be cured with a few herbs, then what was the point of hospitals?

He refused to believe Liu Hun was as legendary as the rumors said!

“Who said Liu Hun can’t do it?” At the entrance of the staircase, a woman in changed clothes walked down slowly.

Her face was flushed, eyes gleaming with a peculiar light.

From the moment she entered until now, half an hour had passed, and Liu Hun had no idea what this chick did at home in that half-hour to make him wait so long.

“You’re here?” Seeing this woman, village chief Ye Canghai awkwardly smiled, a bit at a loss.

Fen Ran glared at Ye Canghai.

This guy always had issues with Liu Hun’s ability.

If it weren’t for Liu Hun today, she wouldn’t even know if her leg could recover.

Ye Canghai smiled awkwardly, “Well…

I didn’t know…

for our own good, Ling Fei has some skills, but he doesn’t have a certificate.

What if someone dies?

If people came to confront us, I’d definitely be the first to suffer.”

Fen Ran glared fiercely at Ye Canghai.

Liu Hun’s capability was evident to everyone.

Not only did he uncover the secret of the one-eyed old woman, but he also helped everyone break the feudal superstitions.

One could say his contributions were significant.

“He’s now helping you with your bronchitis.

Are you going to do it or not?

If you don’t, you can forget about getting into bed tonight!

You keep coughing and coughing, and it’s starting to affect my sleep!” Fen Ran said disdainfully.

Mo Wen chuckled dryly, unsure how to alleviate Ye Canghai’s awkward situation.

After all, this was Ye Canghai’s family matter, and he couldn’t intervene.

But if Liu Hun was really so incredible, then why would the village still need a doctor?

He had long set his eyes on this rundown temple and didn’t want Liu Hun to take it over.

A bundle of wood was worth a fortune; if it were short of any, he’d cry for sure.

“But this…” Ye Canghai gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, “Alright then!

Liu Hun, go ahead, what’s the worst that can happen?

Maybe you’ll really make me feel a lot better.”

“That’s more like it,” Fen Ran nodded.

Liu Hun quickly grasped Ye Canghai’s left hand, placing his fingers on Ye Canghai’s acupuncture points.

As he pressed continuously, a stream of energy flowed from his fingertips into Ye Canghai’s body, climbing through his veins and blood vessels straight to the trachea.

Ye Canghai only felt a breath gathering in his throat, and before he could fully react, he coughed violently, turning red in the face, extremely painful, as if his entire face was knotting up.

Seeing this, Mo Wen instantly tensed up, “Oh no, this is going to be the death of someone!”

“Shut up!” Fen Ran felt resentful, “Barking all day like a dog, if you’re not tired, others are!”

Mo Wen shut his mouth immediately, unable to say anything.

Fen Ran was Ye Canghai’s wife and the second-in-command in the village.

Besides, Ye Canghai was a typical henpecked husband.

Angering Fen Ran would render all his efforts in vain.

“Liu Hun…

what…

what’s going on?” Ye Canghai was about to ask in doubt when his trachea went numb, causing him extreme pain.

The continuous coughing echoed throughout the courtyard, and even the neighbors heard Ye Canghai’s voice.

“Refreshing!

Truly refreshing!”

After Liu Hun withdrew his hand, Ye Canghai laughed heartily to the sky.

The chronic illness that had plagued him for years finally received perfect treatment.

The lack of hydraulic feeling in his throat made Ye Canghai feel refreshed.

He looked at his hands, feeling the airflow rushing up and down in his throat, and took a deep breath.

The lightness he hadn’t felt in so long made him want to shout towards his courtyard.

Mo Wen was stunned, watching Ye Canghai’s comfortable expression, he couldn’t help but rub his eyes.

The miraculous effect of curing a chronic illness in just a few moments opened his eyes.

Liu Hun patted Mo Wen on the shoulder, “Mo Wen, this is just a little thing.

Remember, there’s always someone better, don’t think you’re great just because you’ve read a few books.

Sometimes, the truly powerful is yet to come.”

Mo Wen looked upset, never expecting this brat Liu Hun to actually cure the village chief.

Staying here any longer would only boost Liu Hun’s momentum.

He chuckled awkwardly, “Well, village chief, I just remembered something might not be settled at home.

So, I’ll head back to check.

We can discuss this in detail another day.”

As soon as he finished, he was stopped by Fen Ran after just a couple of steps.

“Hold on, Mo Wen, you should take these things back.

Even though being a village chief isn’t much, if others find out, it’s not good,” Fen Ran said.

Hearing his wife’s words, Ye Canghai couldn’t say anything, so he had to act as the village chief, “Yes, you should take them back.”

Mo Wen’s mouth twitched, barely having arrived and without delivering his gifts, he received his marching orders.

Angrily, he grabbed the pear beside him and stormed out.

With Fen Ran’s support and Ye Canghai’s help, the broken temple’s rights transferred smoothly into Liu Hun’s hands.

Once Liu Hun obtained the temple, he didn’t rush to find medicinal materials but considered how the temple, not repaired for years, could easily collapse.

Without repairs, he feared that during treatment, villagers’ little heads might get hurt.

But how to repair it?

Where would the money come from?

Liu Hun sat in his home’s chair, pondering for a moment.

Just as he was about to get up, a graceful figure entered from the doorway.

He looked up, and it was Bai Lian.

“Liu Hun, you’re home.

I was worried if you weren’t here, what then?” Bai Lian said with concern.

Liu Hun shot Bai Lian a peculiar glance, “What’s up?

Bai Lian, do you need something from me?”

Bai Lian didn’t enter Liu Hun’s room; she scratched her head and chuckled dryly, “Liu Hun, this illness might be a bit tricky.

Could you come with me to Qin Yue’s home to take a good look at her?”

“What’s wrong with her?” As soon as he heard Qin Yue was sick, Liu Hun immediately stood up.

He wanted to know what illness Qin Yue had, so getting the medicine would become much easier.

After all, relying solely on an airflow to treat others would soon make him an anomaly in the eyes of the entire village.