In the bathroom, Qin Yang washed the blood off his body. Without a change of clothes, he could only put on the same outfit he wore before.

On leaving the bathroom, Lu Bingyao, who was severely injured, was already quietly asleep.

In the hall, Lu Qingmu, Zhou Yizhen, Long Ao, and Hong Ye were all standing at the staircase.

"Little miracle doctor, is Yaoyao alright?"

Lu Qingmu saw Qin Yang coming down and hastily asked.

"Oh, she's fine. The bullet has been extracted, and I'll prescribe a couple of herbal remedies." Qin Yang said expressionlessly, as he picked up a pen from a nearby stone table and wrote down two prescriptions.

"One prescription is to replenish qi and stop bleeding; the other should be boiled into a paste and applied to the wound. In half a month, she should fully recover."

Qin Yang handed the two prescriptions to Lu Qingmu.

"Thank you, little miracle doctor."

Receiving the prescriptions, Lu Qingmu looked at the ethereal handwriting on the paper and his trust in Qin Yang grew. Someone capable of such fine handwriting might indeed possess extraordinary medical skills.

"Sect Leader, since young lady is alone in the room, should we first check her recovery and whether the bullet is really extracted?"

Long Ao, with a frosty expression, gave Qin Yang a glance, then spoke to Lu Qingmu.

"Cough, patients need rest. Those not involved shouldn't go. Sect Leader Lu, you can go alone in a bit."

Qin Yang coughed lightly, showing no intention of being cordial to someone he didn't get along with.

"You! …" Long Ao glared.

"As for the bullet…"

Qin Yang gave Long Ao a faint glance, then took a blood-stained bullet out of his pocket.

"Here, you wanted it. Do you want to check if the blood on it is hers?"

Seeing the bullet in Qin Yang's hand, Long Ao's face stiffened and turned sour. This kid really did extract the bullet.

"The little miracle doctor's medical skill is indeed remarkable."

Lu Qingmu looked delighted, with no doubts left, and turned to hand the two prescriptions Qin Yang wrote to Hong Ye, saying, "Go get these herbs according to the prescription, and also pay the five million consultation fee to the little miracle doctor."

"Yes, Sect Leader." Hong Ye nodded, accepting the two prescriptions.

"Little miracle doctor, may this old man take a look?"

Zhou Yizhen was eager to see the prescription Qin Yang wrote, and at this moment, he disregarded the usual taboos among traditional doctors and asked.

Qin Yang nodded, knowing that Immortal Yuan Continent's mortal realm medical skills surpassed those here. Zhou Yizhen was a good person, and Qin Yang didn't hold back from him.

Zhou Yizhen was delighted and took the prescription to scrutinize it.

"Blood charcoal, palm tree, cattail pollen, Tianqi, mugwort leaves... Flying Bird Flame Grass, Flying Bird Flame Grass?"

Zhou Yizhen softly recited the names of the herbs on the prescription, savoring the pharmacology and traits, his eyes suddenly pausing on one herb.

"Little miracle doctor, what kind of herb is this Flying Bird Flame Grass?" Zhou Yizhen asked in confusion.

"It's a fiery red herb with leaves like flying birds. Isn't it available here?"

Hearing Zhou Yizhen's question, Qin Yang was a bit surprised. The Flying Bird Flame Grass is commonly used for hemostasis and wound healing in the Immortal Yuan Continent's mortal realm, leaving no scars.

"Maybe I'm just ignorant, I've never heard of this herb."

Zhou Yizhen pondered for a moment and said.

"No worries, then replace it with this."

Qin Yang took back the prescription and swiftly replaced the Flying Bird Flame Grass.

"Replacing it with Dandelion? This prescription is indeed a spirit medicine for healing wounds."

Zhou Yizhen looked at the revised prescription by Qin Yang and nodded in admiration.

"After decocting the qi-replenishing and blood-stopping medicines, just have her take it directly. Once the topical medicine is ready, hand it to me first." Qin Yang thought for a bit and said.

This prescription without the Flying Bird Flame Grass will leave faint scars after treating the gun injury. Anyway, that icy lady looks quite decent; a gun wound on her leg wouldn't look good. With Qin Yang handling it, he certainly won't allow such a situation to occur.

Hong Ye responded and went to get the herbs.

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