"I heard the King Pharmacist has a special rule. If someone offers him special herbs or decoctions, he will do one thing for that person," Han Zhigao said.
"So?" Han Xing asked.
"Can you give the King Pharmacist the three decoctions and ask him to treat our little brother?" Han Zhigao asked.
Han Xing stared at his brother but didn't say anything.
"Brother?" Han Zhigao gently asked.
"Don't you think we need Dr. Wang anymore?" Han Xing asked.
"Who needs him if we have the King Pharmacist?" Han Zhigao asked.
"Don't we need Dr. Sang anymore?" Han Xing asked.
"Well, Dr. Sang is a fantastic doctor, but no one is better than the King Pharmacist," Han Zhigao said.
In Yunnan, the King Pharmacist had a good reputation. To people in Yunnan, he was capable of anything.
"Fine!" Han Xing nodded. He stared at his brother. "Have you ever considered that the King Pharmacist might not be able to cure our little brother?"