The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 164

Several bodyguards remained vigilant beside Liam. Jenny hadn't expected that they would actually compete with each other.

At this point, Liam could only accept the challenge. She hoped that Liam would leave with Medieval Medicine after competing with her. That way, Jenny and Cosmo could lead a peaceful life. Shortly after the advertisement was posted, a patient walked in.

The patient's expression was somewhat strange. The corners of their mouth drooped with saliva, and their eyes were slightly askew. Their entire face seemed distorted as if they had been pulled at the corners of their mouth like rubber, warping their features.

Upon seeing the patient, Matthew immediately recognized that they were suffering from a stroke, or facial neuritis, in medical terms. Instantly, he began to brainstorm at least ten different treatment methods.

The patient glanced around the clinic, sensing something unusual, and asked, "May I know who's the doctor?"

Jenny, who was sitting behind the desk responded confidently. "I am."

The patient approached the desk and glanced at Jenny. She realized she was seated in the patient's chair and moved to sit beside Cosmo.

Jenny glanced at the patient's face and then remarked, "You have facial neuritis. Have you been doing strenuous exercise recently? Have you been sweating and sitting near an alley or by the river, or perhaps in a windy area?"

The patient nodded. "Your diagnosis is spot on. I did play badminton and sat in the corridor of the basement where there was a cool breeze. Could you please treat me?"

Jenny agreed and turned to Liam. "Why don't each of us write a treatment plan?"

shook his head slightly. "Since you don't even recognize your own abilities, let me show you my skills so you'll know

moved to the side to start writing. Jenny gritted her teeth and took out her pen to begin writing her own treatment

writing their prescriptions, the sound of their pens scratching against the paper filled the room. It seemed like they were competing to

passed, then two, then

in disbelief. Treating facial neuritis was simple, requiring only a concise treatment plan, possibly just a few sentences. However, they were taking forever to write down a simple treatment plan. Matthew figured they must have tried a bunch of slow methods. Deciding to check their plans, he watched as Liam finished up, folding his prescription cautiously, as if he

down her pen. "I'm done too.

to make sure you accept defeat graciously, I'll give you a peek." With that, he unfolded

"Facial Elixir. Gomposed of

It has the effect of dispelling wind, transforming phlegm, and relieving convulsions. The blood

in

It enters the

the wind in

emptiness and removes wind in the collaterals. Hence this formula can be used to treat facial neuritis. Recovery can be expected in about two weeks." Liam's prescription was detailed. He didn't

own prescription,

of azurevein, sweetroot essence, meadowbloom, radiantbloom, moonthread, windsong thread,

effects of dispelling

encouraging blood circulation, treating uncontrollable facial muscles and facial muscle spasms. When combined

disdainful after reading her prescription. "Impossible. Your prescription surely won't

If he follows my prescription, he'll be healed in ten