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Ma Gensheng stood by, dumbfounded, never in his wildest dreams did he think someone on the brink of death could be cured just like that.
"This is impossible, I've also manipulated the three acupuncture points you checked just now, and they didn't have any effect," he said.
Chen Yu rolled up his sleeves, picked up the boy, and laid him flat on a millstone.
"That's because your skills are not yet up to par," Chen Yu said with a trace of disdain, then turned and walked over to the truck.
When he had returned, he had looked over the list of supplies, which included some medicinal herbs.
However, due to the hurried nature of this trip and the limited space on the truck, they were unable to bring back more medicinal herbs.
After rummaging through a few times, he took out some Chinese medicine powders and a few packets of Western medicine.
He crushed these items and mixed them together, then applied the mixture to the pus sores on the young man's body.
