I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Chapter 889 - 888: This Boy Is Different

Regarding Shi Jianbin’s eye disease, she had long figured out the result. This kind of bad water was just child’s play in her eyes. The problem was controlling the talismanic water of the Shi Family.Now, because of those children, Beisitian has researched it, but she couldn’t feel happy. She was well aware that if they couldn’t find the source, Hawkeye might abandon those children to avoid alerting the enemy.

It’s cruel of them to act this way, yet you can’t say they are wrong. Perhaps, in their view, these children’s lives can be exchanged for many others, it’s worth it.

But Beisitian couldn’t agree. She didn’t have a better way to solve it and thus lacked the standing to refute. Even if she restored her past peak abilities, she’d still be just one person. Against a large organization, she might be able to decide key victories but cannot fight the whole organization alone.

Beisitian took a deep breath. Thinking about these won’t help now; the only thing she could do was to quickly solve matters on this side, enabling Hawkeye to find the source swiftly, thus truly rescuing those children.

The composition of the bad water has been researched. A solution must be found swiftly.

Under the current circumstances, she couldn’t focus her entire attention, and it could easily be discovered by the opposition, making things many times difficult than before. Nevertheless, Beisitian plans to proceed as fast as possible.

The thought is good, but as quickly as Beisitian acts, it still takes time. Finding a solution for bad water isn’t easy, otherwise would bad water become the Mystic Doctor’s nightmare?

The next day, Beisitian carefully examined Shi Jianbin’s eyes through the fence and discovered something seemed to coat his eyes. It was very faint yet still noticeable. If she rashly gave Shi Jianbin talismanic water and cured his eyes, she would inevitably be exposed.

"For now, it can only be like this."

Beisitian shifted her gaze and unintentionally saw the boy across, the one who had come to remind her the day before. Suddenly realizing this child differs from the others, perhaps the reason isn’t because of the food he didn’t eat.

With this thought, Beisitian paused, having suffered from cognitive biases before, she now thinks from both sides of an issue, even if improbable, she will make assumptions.

Upon making this assumption, Beisitian discovered it wasn’t entirely impossible.

In this world, there exists a kind of people who are resistant to bad water, with a ten-thousandth rate of such a rare physique. If this boy truly has this physique, Beisitian might have found a treasure.

Verifying this is simple; just knowing whether he eats will suffice. Beisitian knows, not only is there bad water in her meals, but also in those children’s meals.

Only the Shi Family has another control method, likely because this bad water doesn’t much affect long-term talismanic water-drinking Mystic Doctors like the Shi Family. Thus, they use another approach.

Though this bad water might not affect her, Beisitian is still unwilling to drink, having a psychological barrier.

If she’s correct, finding the solution to bad water affecting the Shi Family might also rely on this boy.

Beisitian stood at the door; quite a few children surrounded her because she previously gave them candy twice, hence they warmed up to her.

The boy still coldly watched her from the door, with ridicule and disappointment in his eyes.

Each of them, so lame!

"Want to come to my place for a meal?" Beisitian said smilingly to the boy, "There’s something delicious, Kung Pao Chicken~"

The boy’s face darkened, thinking does she think offering food would make him come? Don’t underestimate people!

Five minutes later, the boy sat opposite Beisitian, silently watching her.

He didn’t want to come; this woman insisted on pulling him over, saying things like all the village children like her, so he should too?

How self-absorbed and shameless!

"Tastes better than your meals, doesn’t it?" Beisitian said cheerfully.

If the boy eats reluctantly, Beisitian would definitely stop him. But, if the boy had discovered issues beforehand, even under Beisitian’s compulsion, he wouldn’t eat.

Soon, Beisitian saw him pick up chopsticks and effortlessly pick food into his mouth; her expression slightly changed. He truly has this physique!

Beisitian thought she must coax this boy into joining Qingyu!

The boy ate quickly and enjoyably; indeed, he hadn’t tasted such a sumptuous meal in a long time. After finishing, he raised an eyebrow at Beisitian and said, "Seems like you’re more valuable to them."

At least, their meals weren’t this sumptuous. Whether nutritious is debatable, but those children flock around Beisitian because of her candy.

Beisitian smiled at him without responding, pondering how to get a drop of his blood.

Although she’d taken a fancy to this boy, there wasn’t any trust between them yet, she wouldn’t do anything self-destructive.

"Thanks for the hospitality. I’m leaving now." The boy stood up, instinctively stacking the empty dishes.

Seeing this, Beisitian’s eyes brightened, quickly stood up, reached out, and said, "No rush, I can handle it myself."

"Ouch!"

The boy suddenly pulled back his hand, noticing a blood drop had already emerged from his finger.

"Everything alright? Weird, how could you have been pricked, was it a thorn?" Beisitian reached out, grabbed the boy’s hand, gently pinched the finger, and the blood drop fell into the cup in front of her.

"Good thing it’s no big deal, just suck on it a bit." Beisitian released the boy’s hand with a smile after taking the blood.

The boy was stunned for a second, seeing no more blood drops, what’s the point of sucking? What kind of nonsense is ’suck on it’?

He glanced at Beisitian, sensing something’s amiss, yet couldn’t recall exactly what, left silently.

Once he left, Beisitian dared not delay, swiftly mixing talismanic water into the cup. It would be untraceable if late.

The boy’s physique requires special identification methods. Bei Jiale had gone to fetch that herb; perhaps then she could identify it with her son.

The antidote for the Shi Family might truly rest on this boy.

A drop of blood to conduct an experiment was likely inadequate, but Beisitian only needed to check if his blood had an effect on resolving bad water.

After half a night of experimenting, Beisitian finally showed a smile, "You all should thank this boy."

The boy’s name is Xing Jun, sixteen years old, just reached adulthood.