A healer's heart is a benevolent one. Hearing a child was in pain, Li Xu pushed aside any thoughts of rest.
"Alright, Sister Wang, bring the child over. I'll open the door in a bit."
Not long after, Sister Wang led a six-year-old girl into the clinic.
The little girl had delicate features,
but right now her brow was furrowed in an unhappy frown.
"Come, let Uncle take a look."
Li Xu gestured for Sister Wang to lift the child's shirt.
The moment the shirt was lifted, Li Xu's brow furrowed as well.
On the child's once fair and smooth skin were countless tiny red blisters. Some had already burst and scabbed over, while others were still translucent and glistening. The sight was enough to make one's skin crawl.
'This rash… it doesn't look like ordinary eczema,'
Li Xu thought to himself.
If it were ordinary eczema, the twelfth-month snowmelt he'd brought back from Qinling would be the perfect remedy. A few applications and it would clear up.
