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Wang Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his face turned red instantly.

Onions and lemons, either eaten raw can make people become autistic, but eating them together, wouldn't that be crazy?

Not only him, but also the people around who were watching the fun swallowed their saliva.

I subconsciously thought to myself: Eating these two things raw at the same time is worse than taking medicine.

"If he eats...eats these two things, his illness will be cured?"

Wang Xiaolin looked suspicious as he stared at the onions and lemons in Pi Yangyang's hands and swallowed subconsciously.

Pi Yangyang had a smile on his face the whole time, and said seriously: "Of course, this is my ancestral secret recipe, it works every time I try it."

Sweat was already oozing out of Wang Yan's forehead. If he ate this, wouldn't he become a crying sob?

However, if you don't cure the burping and farting, it will be worse than death.

"I eat!"

He stared at the onions and lemons and spoke through gritted teeth.

Pi Yangyang walked over slowly and handed the lemon and onion to Wang Yan. "Eat one bite of onion and one bite of lemon together. Chew slowly and the effect will be better."

Wang Yan took the lemon and onion with shaking hands, made up his mind, closed his eyes, and took a bite of the onion.

Although I was mentally prepared, tears still flowed out instantly.

Then he took another bite of the lemon, and the expression on his face was so interesting. He covered his cheek with his hands, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

Pi Yangyang smiled softly, and a ray of orange light flickered faintly in the palm of his left hand.

He patted Wang Yan on the shoulder gently and said, "Not bad, come on, eat it all, don't leave any."

After saying that, he immediately took a few steps back and returned to Xie Ping and Xie Xiyue.

Wang Xiaolin saw Wang Yan chewing onions and lemons, and subconsciously covered his cheeks. He looked at Wang Yan nervously and shouted, "Xiao Yan, hold on a little longer, eat them all..."

The onlookers were stunned at first, but then they couldn't help laughing when they saw Wang Yan's desperate look.

With tears streaming down his face, Wang Yan took another bite of onion and lemon and swallowed it hard.

As for Pi Yangyang's instruction to chew slowly, he really couldn't do it. He had already done his best not to spit it out.

Wang Yan took more than ten minutes to eat an onion and a lemon before he could swallow them with difficulty.

As he swallowed the last bite of lemon, he closed his eyes and cried out.

Wang Xiaolin hurried over, wiped his tears with his clothes, and said comfortingly: "Okay, you've finished eating..."

Wang Yan was crying when he suddenly said in surprise: "Hey... I didn't fart, it's okay..."

Then he jumped three feet high and shouted like a madman: "I didn't fart...hahahaha..."

Wang Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Yan in astonishment, his lips trembling a few times, his eyes full of astonishment.

He thought about it carefully and realized that from the time Wang Yan took the first bite of onion until now, he had not burped or farted.

He turned to look at Pi Yangyang and asked suspiciously, "Is he... okay?"

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "Of course."

Wang Xiaolin asked in confusion: "What disease does he have? Why is it so strange?"

Pi Yangyang said: "He has a symptom of gastric qi obstruction and intestinal turbidity. Onions and lemons can clear qi and transform qi, so he is fine now."

Wang Xiaolin was confused and muttered to himself: How could I not diagnose such a simple disease?

Then he looked at Xie Ping suspiciously, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything.

If it was as simple as Pi Yangyang said, how could he not diagnose it? It was impossible that Xie Ping could not cure it.

But what if I feel it is wrong? I can't provide any evidence.

Moreover, after this incident, he was certain that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person. If he provoked him, he might get into trouble.

"Okay, then...thank you very much."

Wang Xiaolin had no choice but to say to Pi Yangyang with a dark face and unwillingness.

After saying that, he went over, took Wang Yan's hand, and quickly walked towards the Wang Family Imperial Medical Clinic.

If he continued to stay here, he felt that he would be killed by the gazes of the onlookers.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, the onlookers dispersed.

"Mr. Pi, the Wang family should behave themselves now."

After everyone had left, Xie Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion.

Pi Yangyang nodded, "Nothing, I'll go back first."

After leaving Huichuntang, he did not go to the company, but went to the market to buy some charcoal and went straight home.

Now that he knew the usage of the Medicine King Divine Cauldron, he wanted to refine the Fiery Ganoderma Lucidum and the Nine Yang Holy Fruit into pills as soon as possible, lest the efficacy of these two medicines would be damaged over time.

Following the method taught by Sun Liang, he was able to turn these two medicines into a red pill the size of a little finger.

He sealed the pill in a white jade porcelain bottle, thought for a while, took the Medicine King Cauldron and the pill, and went to Hongmei Villa.

He had a feeling that the Shui family would not give up. Just in case, he had to be prepared.

When we arrived at Hongmei Villa, Wen Xian was teaching Tie Niu how to use a mobile phone.

Seeing Pi Yangyang coming, Tie Niu threw away his phone and went to meet him.

Pi Yangyang hid the wooden box containing the Medicine King Cauldron in an attic, and then said to Tie Niu: "Tie Niu, that wooden box is my treasure, you must protect it well, can you do it?"