"Senior, I have a prescription, but I'm not sure if it's effective."
"Oh? What kind of prescription?"
The elderly man, with his straw sandals and flag held high, turned around with a grin, his eyes showing a hint of interest.
"To cure diseases and save people, my approach is to first remove the pus from sores!"
"How do you remove the pus from sores?"
"Naturally, by applying strong medicine, kill!"
"What if strong medicine isn't enough to remove the pus?" The old man's eyes flashed with disappointment upon hearing this, but Yi Chen's reply soon made his heart skip a beat.
"Then use even stronger medicine. If it can't remove the pus, it certainly means the medicine isn't strong enough."
"As long as we can find the real tiger and wolf remedies, I believe they will undoubtedly remove the pus!"
As a supreme martial artist, Yi Chen's thinking was clearly in line with the path dependency of such experts, always betting on sheer power to work wonders.
Old man: "...."
