Youzhou is mountainous with endless mountains.
Strange rocks and strange peaks can be seen everywhere.
At this moment, in the middle of a spindle-shaped mountain range, Yang Dong followed Huniu and gently opened a firewood door.
After a while, the firewood door creaked open.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, roughly the same age as San Banaxe. He was wearing a scholar's robe that had been washed until it turned white. His temples were slightly white, but his cheeks had a hint of elegance of a scholar.
Seeing Huniu's arrival, Mr. Buyi smiled lightly and said,
"Here you are, but you want to eat some delicacies?"
"Sir, you are joking. I came here today because of the entrustment of Mr. Yang Dong. He wants to discuss with you the condition of my third child."
"Oh? Is this happening?"
Mr. Buyi's expression froze for a moment, and then a look of surprise flashed across his cheeks.
"That's great. I've lived in the mountains for a long time and haven't talked to anyone about medical skills for many years. I didn't expect that I would have such a chance to ask for advice today."
"Come, come, come in quickly. This humble house is simple, so please be considerate of me."
"Wherever, if I can ask for advice, I will gain more from you!"
Yang Dong said some polite words and followed Mr. Buyi into the small courtyard located halfway up the mountain.
The courtyard is not large, and there is only an oleander planted in the middle of the courtyard.
Although it looks a bit simple, the surrounding layout gives people a sense of unity between nature and man.
If it weren't for the fact that Yang Dong had used the power of Qi and blood in his body to secretly investigate, he would have even suspected that the other party was a reclusive practitioner.
But after investigation, Yang Dong discovered that the other party was just an ordinary person.
Not long after, Yang and Dong were introduced into the living room.
On the extremely simple bamboo and wooden tables and chairs, steaming green tea is placed.
"Excuse me, you two."
Mr. Buyi sat at the main seat. After enthusiastically adding tea to the two of them, he looked at Yang Dong and slowly asked:
"This little brother seems to have a lot of experience in medicine."
"I'm just asking for advice, sir, I'm joking."
Yang Dong cupped his hand, and then offered a compliment. Sure enough, after these words, Mr. Buyi's eyes became a little softer when he looked at him.
Sure enough, the ancients never deceived me. They wear thousands of clothes, but flattery never wears them!
Yang Dong thought so, and then asked:
"I have a general understanding of the third child's condition, but I find this disease to be extremely weird. I once got an ancient prescription, and the content on it is very similar to the prescription given by my husband."
"It's just that the medical theory behind it is a bit confusing. That's why I came here today specifically to ask Sir, why do we use grain ash as medicine?"
Mr. Buyi heard this question, but he didn't answer in a hurry.
He smiled faintly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then said calmly:
"Lao San's illness is indeed a bit special. You should also be able to see that ordinary medicine cannot have an effect on the disease at all. If you want to cure it, you can only use targeted methods."
Hearing this, Yang Dong quickly nodded in approval.
In fact, there is no difference between what Mr. Buyi said and what he had previously detected using the power of Qi and blood.
In other words, the commoner gentleman in front of him does have extraordinary medical skills, otherwise he would not be able to see such lesions at all.
Seeing that Yang Dong agreed with his point of view, the smile on Mr. Buyi's cheek became increasingly difficult to hide.
"I'm afraid you came to me because you think it's harmful to the world to waste so much food, right?"
Well?
As soon as these words came out, a trace of astonishment flashed across Yang Dong's cheeks.
After all, he really didn't expect that Mr. Commoner would be so direct.
Seeing the surprise flashing across his cheeks, Mr. Buyi just smiled faintly, and then a look of helplessness flashed across his cheeks.
"Nowadays, Youzhou is in chaos, and the food harvest has been failing year after year. I naturally understand how many lives a thousand kilograms of food means."
"But at the same time, I am also a doctor. Since I am a doctor, how can I not save someone even if I die?"
"So I wrote this recipe and left the choice to their family."
After hearing this, Yang Dong didn't know how to express his position for a moment.
Is it possible that I have to point at the other person’s nose and scold him, telling him that he is clearly killing people?
But as a doctor, it is his duty to treat illnesses and save people. He just did what every doctor should do.
Thinking of this, Yang Dong also felt a little headache. However, he still refused to give up and continued to ask:
"The younger generation admires Mr. Sir for his profound medical skills. But consuming so much food is indeed a very heavy burden for their family."
"I dare to ask senior, is there any other alternative?"
When Mr. Buyi heard this, he shook his head without thinking.
"If there were other ways, why wouldn't I tell you?"
Speaking of this, he sighed again, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"I'm just a doctor, not a god. How can I do whatever I want?"
"Besides, even if you are a god that others envy, there is still a side that the world doesn't know about!"
At this point, his eyes suddenly turned, and the eyes he looked at Yang Dong became sharp in an instant.
"Little brother, are you sent from Wangjiacun?"
As soon as these words came out, Huniu's expression suddenly changed. She jumped up from the bamboo chair almost instantly, and then stared at Yang Dong's position warily.
Yang Dong smiled faintly, without any intention of denying it, but nodded openly.
"Senior is right. I have indeed been to Wangjia Village before, and I have a general understanding of the conflicts between the two parties."
"But... I still want to try if there are any other solutions?"
When Mr. Buyi heard this, an inexplicable strange expression flashed across his face.
He was silent for a while, then suddenly asked in a faint tone:
"If you go by most people's thinking, shouldn't what you want to do be save more people?"
"If there is no room for maneuver, will you... take action against San Banaxe's family?"
As soon as these words came out, Huniu's expression changed drastically.
She asked with wide eyes, staring at Yang Dong fiercely.
"My family has treated you very well these days. Who would have thought that you would end up with a supercilious attitude? Are you worthy of our family?"
"Come on, kill or behead him, it's up to you."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look.
But the trembling eyelashes at the corners of her eyes showed that her heart was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.
But at this moment, Yang Dong's voice slowly sounded.
"I didn't intend to kill anyone. After all, it's hard to say what's right or wrong. On one side are the parents who are willing to do whatever it takes to save their children, and on the other side are the hungry and pitiful victims."
"Killing people will not solve the problem."
