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"Hmph, let's see what you can say."
Zheng Ying coldly stared at the Ancient Sorcerer, believing that this was absolutely impossible.
In fact, Zheng Ying's confidence was not unfounded. Ruan Liren was a nationally and internationally renowned infectious disease expert who made significant contributions during the SARS outbreak, which was the main reason he was dispatched after the issues arose in Dashi Village.
With an authoritative expert like Ruan Liren and the most advanced instruments unable to identify the problem, how could this kid, who seemed to have popped up from nowhere, find the cause?
How could that be possible?
"Here's the thing."
The Ancient Sorcerer organized his words and then slowly said, "Last night I went outside the village to take a look and found something."
"Oh? What did you find?" Ruan Liren nodded.
Upon hearing this, Ruan Liren immediately became quite interested. As an experienced doctor, he had naturally examined the surrounding environment after arriving in Dashi Village but had not discovered anything unusual.
"There is a small hillock outside the village with a patch of trees. I wonder if you noticed it, Dr. Ruan?"
Ruan Liren nodded and said, "Yes, I noticed it."
There was indeed a small grove of trees outside Dashi Village that Ruan Liren had noticed, and he had also seen some garbage piled up in that area, but that was common in many villages.
"Hahaha! You can't be suggesting that this grove of trees is the reason for the infectious disease in Dashi Village, can you?"
Zheng Ying laughed heartily.
"It seems you really are not just generally ignorant!"
Ruan Liren furrowed his brows; Zheng Ying's attitude made him quite unhappy, but Zheng Ying was not wrong—this was indeed the case.
"From a hygiene perspective, this small tree is certainly not ideal, but it definitely won't cause infectious diseases."
With a smile, the Ancient Sorcerer said, "That's not what I meant."
"Not that? Then what do you mean?"
Zheng Ying sneered; in his view, the Ancient Sorcerer was definitely making excuses. At this moment, he couldn't let his guard down and immediately pressed for more information to force the other party to reveal their flaws.
Without even looking at Zheng Ying, the Ancient Sorcerer continued, "There is a tree among those trees that has a Scarecrow hanging on it."
Both Ruan Liren and Zheng Ying did not expect the Ancient Sorcerer to bring up such a matter, and they were momentarily stunned. After a long while, Ruan Liren finally came to his senses and tentatively said, "Are you saying that the Scarecrow is the reason people in the village are getting sick?"
"Yes, exactly."
"This...hahaha!"
Zheng Ying burst into laughter, pointing at the Ancient Sorcerer as he continued, "Hahaha! Have you lost your mind? You can say something like that? A Scarecrow can make everyone in the village sick?"
"That's impossible, right?!"
Ruan Liren's expression also darkened. If it weren't for Fang Daoming, he would have probably started cursing or turned to leave right then.
Can a Scarecrow really make the villagers sick? Is that even possible? In his many years of medical practice, he had never heard of such a bizarre thing.
"Director Ruan, I think this kid is definitely out of his mind. There's no point in talking to someone like him."
Zheng Ying was feeling quite pleased with himself; he never expected the Ancient Sorcerer to say something like that. It was as if he had brought his face to be slapped.
The Ancient Sorcerer remained unfazed, seemingly oblivious to Ruan Liren and Zheng Ying's skeptical tones, and said, "Yes, it's that Scarecrow."
"Hahaha! This is just too funny! Are you some kind of traveling Folk Doctor? If so, then I’m not surprised at all. By the way, do you have any strength-enhancing pills or something on you?"
"Hmph!"
Fang Daoming snorted coldly and said, "He's a Folk Doctor? At least this Folk Doctor is far more powerful than you. My illness couldn't be cured by doctors from all over the world, but the Ancient Sorcerer managed to heal me."
"Well... that must have been a coincidence."
Zheng Ying wasn't foolish; he quickly realized that Fang Daoming had an extraordinary demeanor, and such a person was definitely not someone he could provoke. However, it would be too regrettable to miss the opportunity to undermine the Ancient Sorcerer, so after hesitating for a moment, he chose to express his doubts.
"If you can't figure out the cause yourself and someone else has found it without any investigation, how can you just say it's not true? What evidence do you have?"
Fang Miao's words were not only something Zheng Ying couldn't respond to; even Ruan Liren had no way to explain.
The idea that a Scarecrow could make people sick was simply unbelievable for Ruan Liren and Zheng Ying, who had been educated in science since childhood.
"How about this? Let's make a bet."
The Ancient Sorcerer smiled and said, "Within three days, the villagers' illnesses will be cured. What do you think?"
"You're talking nonsense! Just bragging!" Zheng Ying jumped out again.
Coldly glaring at Zheng Ying, the Ancient Sorcerer said, "I said, why don't we make a bet? Are you afraid?"
Zheng Ying was startled; just now, the Ancient Sorcerer's gaze felt like a knife piercing through him, as if a cold wind had suddenly swept in, like the chill of winter cutting through the air!
After a while, Zheng Ying regained his composure and realized he couldn't show weakness at this moment. He straightened his back, lifted his chin, and said, "Well... well... what is there to be afraid of? What are we betting on? I'll bet on anything with you!"
"How about betting one hand?"
The Ancient Sorcerer's words shocked Zheng Ying. When had he ever encountered someone like the Ancient Sorcerer?
"Well... well... that's not fair."
Looking at Zheng Ying with a sneer, the Ancient Sorcerer said, "If you lack courage, then don't boast like this. Just wait and see."
After saying that, the Ancient Sorcerer no longer looked at Zheng Ying and turned to leave the tent.
"Just watch closely."
Fang Miao glared at Zheng Ying and walked out.
"Doctor Zheng, if there's anything you need the troops to assist with, please let me know immediately. I will definitely support you wholeheartedly."
"Okay, I won't be polite."
Ruan Liren nodded gently, extending his hand to shake tightly with Fang Daoming.
"What is this? This so-called Ancient Sorcerer is clearly a fraud. A Scarecrow made the entire village sick?"
Looking at the background of Ancient Sorcerer and the others, Zheng Ying sneered. He had actually been intimidated by Ancient Sorcerer just now, which led him to miss placing a good bet.
"Let's wait and see."
Ruan Liren also didn't believe that Ancient Sorcerer would win this round of betting. A Scarecrow could make the villagers sick, and he couldn't figure out what illness it was no matter how hard he tried?
This was simply too ridiculous.
"Ha! I'm just waiting to see how that kid embarrasses himself in front of me when the time comes!"
Zheng Ying's face was filled with cold sneers as he had already been "imagining" the scene of humiliating Ancient Sorcerer three days later!
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