After they left the province lord's mansion, Su went back home while Paul went to see the first patient.
A young master from a wealthy merchant family went out to hunt goblins and underestimated the enemy.
Though he managed to escape and get back to the city, he was severely wounded, and what's worse, the goblin weapons were coated in poison.
The other healers told the family to prepare for the young man's death, since the poison spread too fast and they were unable to remove it.
The alchemists were also stumped, since they had no idea what kind of poison this was, so they were unable to prepare a specific antidote, while general-use antidotes had no effect.
When the family was in despair, they heard about Paul and decided to invite him, since the rumors made him a man who specialized in hopeless cases.
When Paul arrived, he was immediately brought to see the patient.
-Young man, if you can heal my son, I'll give you anything you want.
The merchant said with despair in his voice as the young man was unconscious, and the only way to tell that he was still alive was the movement of his chest as he breathed.
-Let me see if there is anything I can do for him.
Paul said, immediately diagnosing the patient.
The state of the young man was critical, as his internal organs were slowly shutting down.
This, however, was not the problem since Paul could restore them back to health, but he needed to remove the poison first.
-This is a tough case, let me think for a moment.
Paul said to the merchant who was breathing down his neck.
-Is there any hope to heal him?
The merchant asked.
-There might be a chance, but I need to think this through.
In his condition, there won't be a second chance if it does not work.
Came the answer, as Paul was still thinking how to go about it.
He knew a way to help this man, but it would be his first time using it.
Hearing his words, the merchant went quiet, not daring to interfere, since there was a chance to save his child, which was much more than he had a moment ago.
-Alright, I have an Idea about this case, but let me warn you that it m ight fail.
Actually, the chances of success are not more than twenty percent, so If you wish not to risk it, I'll understand.
Paul warned the man.
-Lord Marshal, do what you need to do.
Twenty percent is way more than any other healer has given us, and as things stand, my son is dead, either way, so if there is a chance, then please do what you can.
-Alright, then please leave the room, I need to be focused, if this treatment is to be successful.
The merchant didn't oppose and left the room along with the servants, leaving Paul alone with the patient.
-Are you sure you want to try this treatment?
Paul's soul asked, before he started.
-Do you have a better idea?
Paul asked, since this was the best treatment he could come up with.
-I do, and since such an occasion to demonstrate and teach it to you does not come often, let me take over.
The soul answered.
Paul didn't even hesitate since his reincarnation soul was better at medicine than he was, and it was also a good idea to learn more ways to heal people.
Paul's idea was to forcefully push all the poison into one spot before making a small incision and forcing it out.
After that, it would be a simple matter of repairing the damage that the poison had caused.
-Your idea was good, but it had a flaw.
There is no way for you to simply use a wave of Qi to gather all the poison into one spot.
The soul said, as it started to transfer Paul's Qi into the man's body, removing the poison bit by bit, starting from the most important organs.
Each time it cleansed an organ, it made an incision and removed the poison.
-If you want to become a true healer, then you need to understand that patience is the most basic requirement for medicine.
The soul explained as it cleansed each organ, stopping at the liver and giving control of the body back to Paul so he could continue and learn on the job.
Whenever Paul was too hasty or made a mistake, the soul corrected him immediately.
Once all the organs were cleansed, Paul focused on muscles and blood, removing even more poison and making sure that it would not spread to the cleansed parts of the body.
It took five hours to cleanse all the poison, after which Paul cast a bunch of healing spells, targeted on each organ and group of muscles.
-I think that's it.
Paul said, with a sigh.
He was tired, but the treatment was successful, and the young man was now sleeping.
-Yes, we did it.
The soul confirmed.
-I'm starting to suspect that healers in this realm are mostly quacks, if they can't deal with something as trivial as this.
It added.
-If that was trivial, then I don't think I want to see what you consider serious.
Paul replied.
-You actually did see one such case already when you treated Su.
The soul reminded him.
After taking a short break and talking a bit longer, Paul opened the door and invited the merchant inside.
-It is done, he will live and is healthy now.
He said as the man rushed in, and sighed in relief seeing his son in much better condition than when he left.
-Thank you for saving him. How much do I owe you?
The merchant asked.
-Ten crystal coins.
Paul said immediately.
This was no small sum for normal people, but for a wealthy merchant, it was not that much.
Truth be told, he would pay much more for saving his son, so the man didn't even try to negotiate and paid on the spot.
It was evening when Paul left the merchant's mansion, but he still went to see the other two patients.
Their cases were not as severe, as one was a young girl who fell down the stairs and damaged her spinal cord, losing the ability to walk in the process.
And the other was a young lady that Paul remembered from the banquet at the city lord's mansion.
She had an accident and lost sight in her left eye as a result.
Paul quickly found the reason and healed her damaged optical nerves, returning her sight in just a few minutes.
Walking back home, he could not help but agree with his reincarnation soul about the quack healers, since they could not heal injuries that were easy even for him alone to deal with.