"Basil, bay leaves, garlic, onion, and a pinch of salt—mix them together, crush them well, then pour in one cup of water," Riley instructed, his tone calm yet authoritative.
"Once the mixture is ready, bury it in soil dense with death qi and let it rest undisturbed for three days. When the time is up, drink the liquid, and your abdominal pain will be gone."
Beside him, an attendant swiftly transcribed the remedy onto a piece of paper, ensuring every detail was recorded accurately.
With practiced efficiency, he handed the note to the patient, who bowed gratefully before stepping aside.
"Next!" another attendant called out, his voice echoing through the modest but bustling clinic.
A middle-aged man approached, his steps slow and weary. His face bore the weight of exhaustion, deep lines creasing his forehead.
"Good morning, Young Master Riley," he greeted, his voice tinged with fatigue.
