Mrs. Chen and Jiang Youzhi watched from the side.
Seeing Yun Jiao not panicking in the slightest, Mrs. Chen felt much calmer, though she hesitantly asked, "Will applying this help?"
Yun Jiao nodded, "It should help, my grandfather—"
She paused, recalling that her grandfather in this life was also a doctor, just fine.
She continued, "Centipede is a type of medicinal material. In the past, the medicinal materials used by our family, in order to ensure their efficacy, were often collected and processed by ourselves."
"This method was taught to my grandfather by an old man from the mountains who used to bring centipedes to our home every year."
Just then, Da Lang suddenly exclaimed, "Mom, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Mrs. Chen said in surprise and delight, "It really doesn't hurt?"
Da Lang nodded repeatedly, "Not at all."
Jiang Youzhi stared at Da Lang's hand and said, "The redness and swelling seem to be starting to subside too."
