The old woman was infuriated by Qin Liuxi's blunt words and the villagers' peculiar gazes, wanting desperately to vent her anger by tearing Qin Liuxi's sharp-tongued mouth apart.
But she didn't dare. This temple master had such a strong presence; one cold glance felt like a dagger dipped in ice!
The village chief stepped forward and asked, "So, can this child be saved?"
"Of course, it can!" Qin Liuxi looked down at the kitten-like baby who still couldn't open his eyes, and sighed.
An absence of skin is easy to handle; use some rice flour ground from glutinous rice externally from time to time, and gradually the skin will form.
The difficult part is that he is a premature baby, born weak, and caused such a commotion at birth. His father is irresponsible, his mother has no say, and that old woman who thinks he's a ghost would rather he die. How could they be willing to spend a lot of money to treat him?
Nonetheless…
