"An Xia? Xiao Gao said you can cure the scalds on Xiaomei's face? Can you cure the disease?"

When Cheng Dezhong asked this, Aunt Ma suddenly realized that she had said that she had been bald and said nothing about An Xia's medical skills. Now... she looked at the people around her and begged.

"Xia Xia, I, I didn't mean it, I was crazy, my aunt didn't mean it."

Aunt Ma's words attracted more and more suspicion. Ma Sanchuan looked at An Xia and widened his eyes, "Is it you... cured the pockmark on Magnolia's face?"

As soon as these words were said, Cheng Dezhong's eyes shook, and then there was a three-point hope. He asked anxiously: "An Xia, did you cure Xiao Gao's face?"

At this moment, it was impossible for An Xia to lie to others. The words she had fooled Aunt Ma before could not stand the scrutiny. Let me tell you about a master, who is Cheng Dezhong, the old man Gaoshou, who was sent to the village before, and what kind of talented people around the village and even the entire area would not be known? Let me tell you that a master living nearby? Where has he not been to this nearby?

Under the gaze of everyone, An Xia nodded, "I cured the spots on my aunt's face."

As soon as these words were said, the eldest daughter-in-law of the old man Dezhong immediately grabbed An Xia's wrist, "An Xia, you, can you cure my eldest granddaughter? Xiaomei's face was scalded by brine. Woowoo, can you cure it?"

"Yes, Xia Xia, can the clear jade skin cream you used to wipe my face to cure it?" Aunt Ma felt guilty, but had to continue asking. At this moment, An Xia was a life-saving straw in her heart. Apart from An Xia, she could no longer think of a solution. An Xia had been so severe in her treatment before, and all the expectations in her heart were pressed on An Xia.

"Aunt, Xiaomei is burned, and her skin and even muscles are damaged. It's different from your situation. Bingqing Jade Skin Paste has no effect on her."

The hope in Aunt Ma's eyes faded quickly, and the huge despair once again occupied her whole body. If Xiaomei could not be cured, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life. She harmed Xiaomei and her whole life. What kind of face would she have to live?

Ma Sanchuan's eyes also quickly dimmed, and the hope that had just emerged out of thin air quickly dissipated.

"How can it not be cured? You can even cure the pockmark on her face. Why can't Xiaomei be cured? Oh woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

After hearing the untreated answer, the eldest daughter-in-law of the old man Dezhong collapsed on the ground, and the panic and desperate cries penetrated the night with shrillness and sorrow.

Old Man Dezhong gritted his teeth. He was thinking too much. How could An Xia be treated with a scald? Although she cured Xiao Gao's pockmark, he suddenly felt an expectation in the heart of his anxiety. But now thinking about it, how old An Xia is, how could everything be cured? It may be a mistake to cure Xiao Gao.

"Auntie, Bingqing Yujing Ointment is indeed ineffective for scalds, but I have a secret recipe for treating scalds. This medicine can be used within three days of scalds and can quickly cure the scalds and have no scars."

What? The ups and downs came too fast, and everyone looked at An Xia, but they didn't seem to react to what she said.

An Xia didn't say much, turned around and walked over to the corner of the wall and used her body to cover her body to take out the ointment she had just made from the space. She had seen the loss of composure at the door before, so she put it in the space. It was time to take it out for them to see.

"This ointment must be made and used immediately. I can't tell you the secret of how many medicinal materials I used. The process is very complicated. I started making it at noon. I just finished it just now, so it came a little late."

Aunt Ma's heart was filled with ecstasy. She rushed towards An Xia quickly, suddenly stood up again, staring carefully at the bowl of black ointment in An Xia's hand, with a silly smile on her face, "Xia Xia, really, really won't leave scars?"

"As long as you take the medicine within three days, no, Xiaomei's face will recover to be as white and tender as before, and there will be no scars."

"That's great, so good." Aunt Ma stared at the ointment and kept muttering.

Cheng Dezhong suddenly couldn't believe it. The bowl of black ointment in front of him could really cure Xiaomei? Even the doctor could do nothing. An Xia, an 18-year-old girl, could cure it. It was not that he didn't want to believe it, but the situation was too strange and he couldn't believe it.

"An Xia, how did you know how to use medical skills? When did you start learning?"

An Xia knew that Grandpa Dezhong would ask this question. He had such an amazing secret recipe at such a young age, and no one would believe it. But she couldn't tell the secret of space, and she didn't want to make up lies because she couldn't deceive Cheng Dezhong at all. It makes sense that people become erections.

"Grandpa Dezhong, I can't answer your question, but what I can tell you is that this ointment is a secret recipe that has been passed down for hundreds of years and dozens of generations of traditional Chinese medicine families. This secret recipe is absolutely effective for Xiaomei, and this secret recipe has been witnessed many times and has been cured by those who use it as required.

To be honest, I don’t want to expose my medical skills and secret recipes, but my aunt treats me like a girl, and Grandpa Dezhong has always been very nice to me. So after I knew that Xiaomei had an accident, I immediately made ointment. I also know that I can’t hide it from you. Whether you need to decide whether to use it or not, I only have one request. Please don’t tell me about my medical skills, especially the secret recipe. Every man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. I have such a thing, saving people is a good thing, but it is not good to cause trouble."

Cheng Dezhong looked at An Xia, her clear eyes were as pure as water. The child was open-minded. Everyone had his own secrets. The child was so honest. "Don't worry, we will not tell you about your affairs. Have you heard of the eldest daughter-in-law?"

"Dad, I know that I won't even say a word about An Xia. If I say it, I will let me hit the sky and thunder, and I won't die well!" This was a swearing, and Aunt Ma's face became more and more guilty.

"Xia Xia, it's all my fault. Why can't I keep my mouth shut? I won't say it again. If you believe me once, Sanchuan, you are not allowed to say it out."

Ma Sanchuan nodded, "I will not say a word even if I have something to do today."

An Xia breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease. In fact, it would be enough to keep it a secret for a while. When she went to the Lin family, she would deal with the two bitches and marry Lu Baichuan, she would use such medical skills to cure the disease and save people.

"Then I don't need to say more about whether you want to use this ointment or not, but if you use this ointment, the hospital's medicine can no longer be used. I'm afraid that there will be conflicts with my medicine, so you must give up the hospital treatment."

Everyone looked at Cheng Dezhong. Cheng Dezhong thought for a moment and nodded, "Use it, treat dead horses as living horses. Xiaomei's current situation is not cured by the hospital, and it always leaves scars. Let's try this ointment. If it really doesn't work, go to the hospital again."
Chapter completed!