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This medicine only required boiling three bowls of water down into one. Once drunk and followed by a thorough sweating, the legs of the old lady’s husband would be saved. I put away my silver needles. My voice was calm and indifferent as I casually accepted the few copper coins the trembling old woman offered me. The old lady thanked me a thousand times over, even wanting to kneel and kowtow. I leaned aside to avoid her, feeling the sunlight rather glaring. The western market, the most prosperous area of the capital, was bustling with noise... 🚫 COPYRIGHT NOTICE All content on this channel is protected by copyright laws. Any unauthorized use, re-uploading or duplication of our videos is strictly prohibited and may result in copyright claims or legal action. ⚠️ Note: The story is inspired by ancient background information but is fictional for entertainment purposes. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.