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Chapter 1537 - Chapter 1537 Chapter Twenty-Nine Seeking Medical Help_2

Chapter 1537: Chapter Twenty-Nine: Seeking Medical Help_2 Chapter 1537: Chapter Twenty-Nine: Seeking Medical Help_2 “Wah… you can’t go, really, Grandmaster, you can’t go wah!”

With a head full of black lines, Tang Luo looked down at Lu Xiaotong, who clung to his leg, refusing to let go, and then at the snot and tears about to drip onto his new shirt. Subconsciously, he kicked out, flinging the child away.

By the time he realized he needed something from the boy, Lu Xiaotong was already plastered in a spread-eagle position against the wooden wall, not only knocking over the medicine cabinet but also shaking the entire medicinal hut.

Fortunately, the little Daoist, who was at the peak of the Mortal Realm and on the verge of breaking through, had a well-hardened body. After sliding down the wall, he rushed back over as if nothing had happened.

Having learned from the last encounter, Tang Luo wouldn’t let him have his way. He cast forth Mysterious Snake as a path, directly thwarting the little Daoist’s approach.

“Cough, young master, if you have something to say, just say it. No need for all this tugging and crying; it doesn’t look good. Outsiders might think our sect is bullying you!”

Out of necessity, Tang Luo put on a show of Grandmaster dignity, clearing his throat in hopes the little Daoist across from him would calm down.

Watching the Mysterious Snake Dharma Aspect in front of him, Lu Xiaotong knew he couldn’t repeat his trick and couldn’t help but feel a surge of sorrow.

Having already made a mistake and been punished to oversee the medicinal hut, another misstep would mean compounded punishments…

Wouldn’t that mean confinement!?

“It’s over… all over!”

Lu Xiaotong collapsed to the ground, holding his head, and wailed pitifully.

“Uh… young master, young master!?”

Tang Luo, seeing the little Daoist motionless for quite some time, spoke softly, “The journey to Zhongzhou is far, and the patient has been deeply poisoned. Even infusing Innate Qi has not brought improvement. Could I trouble the young master to prescribe two sets of medicine to delay the toxicity? If so, Tang Luo will owe you a favor.”

“Favor… what use is a favor.”

The irritated Lu Xiaotong messed up his neatly arranged Daoist hairpiece as he murmured, “To trouble Dao Child from Medicine God Sect is to court death, not just for the patient–you won’t end up well either. Why don’t you understand!?”

“Rest assured, young master, Tang Luo is not a rash person; I won’t cut off my own path.”

Tang Luo blinked and said, “So I still ask the young master to prescribe the medicine. This ‘favor’ will be invaluable in the future.”

“What use is this favor? Whatever I ask you to do, you’ll do it?”

“The young master may understand it that way.”

At this point in the dialogue, the fair-faced little Daoist lifted his head, sniffled, and said, “To prescribe a medicine that alleviates toxicity means you will owe me a favor, correct?”

“That’s right.”

The little Daoist sprang up, wiped his tear-stained face and nose with his sleeve, and then looked intently at Tang Luo, “So this favor can be used to command you, right?”

As he watched the sleeve covered in snot and tears flapping in front of him, Tang Luo’s mouth twitched, and he nodded with difficulty, “Right!”

“Ahahaha, you said it yourself, you have to keep your word!”

The little Daoist turned back to the overturned medicine cabinet, grabbed a sheet of paper, and scratched out a prescription. After triple-checking it, he happily handed it to Tang Luo.

“Take the medicines as listed here; the Dark Yin Herb and Superior Pure Snow Lotus both must be a hundred years old. When brewing the medicine, use fifteen bowls of Snow Mountain Spiritual Spring water to cook down to one bowl, take it once a day, and the patient should see effects and regain consciousness that very day.”

Lu Xiaotong earnestly advised, “But this can only alleviate the symptoms; it cannot remedy the Herbal Spirit Poison within the patient’s body!”

After memorizing the prescription, Tang Luo carefully stored it in his Void Stomach and thanked him, “Thank you, young master!”

“Hahahaha.”

The little Daoist, beaming, hands clasped behind his back, his wide sleeves swinging like a tail behind him, questioned playfully after Tang Luo accepted the prescription, “So, the Void Grandmaster now owes me a favor, right?”

“Yes,” Tang Luo affirmed with a smile.

“Good, I want to use this favor now!”

The excited Lu Xiaotong waved his finger and demanded, “I want the Void Grandmaster not to go to the Medicine God Sect, never ever!”

Tang Luo, smiling gently after hearing Lu Xiaotong’s request, softly asked, “Is this the young master’s request?”

“Yes, that’s my request!”

Lu Xiaotong held his little head high, proud of his own cleverness.

As long as Tang Luo did not go to the Medicine God Sect, there would be no danger.

If he was not in danger, he would not betray him.

Without being betrayed, he would not be punished.

Although he indeed violated the sect master’s order by prescribing medicine to the patient, the indecipherable method should not count as breaking the rules, right?

A double win, simply perfect. Lord Lu Xiaotong truly had unrivaled ingenuity!

Watching the little Daoist Priest immersed in his own world, Tang Luo asked with a smile, “Since the prescription is written, could the little master help with preparing and decocting the medicine?”

“Hmm? Are you afraid I’d prescribe the wrong things? Do you know who I am…”

Lu Xiaotong, who was about to continue, changed tack, “Never mind, I can understand your caution since this involves a favor. Stay right here and don’t move; I’ll go get the medicine!”

Eager to complete this favor, Lu Xiaotong clenched his teeth and immediately turned to leave the medical hut.

Then he stuck his little head back in and said to the room, “You’d better not wander off, okay? And when this person wakes up, you’d better not make any noise about it, okay? And if someone asks, you’d better not say it was me who wrote the prescription, okay!”

“Rest assured, little master.”

Tang Luo revealed a row of pearly white teeth and laughed heartily in front of the concerned little Daoist Priest, “This sect will certainly keep silent!”

…

The Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion was a Superior Heavenly Sect in Longzhou. With a name that included ‘hundred herbs,’ it naturally had its unique qualities.

Especially owning the entire spiritual pulse medicinal garden of Kunwu Divine Mountain, the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion was truly the best of Xiehe in researching the nature of spiritual medicines.

It also had the most comprehensive categories of divine medicines and precious herbs in Xiehe, and not long after Lu Xiaotong left the medical hut, he had already gathered all the necessary herbs.

For physicians proficient in using Spiritual Fire, turning one hundred and fifty thousand parts of water into a bowl of decoction was a matter of a few hours’ work.

Returning to the medical hut with the medicine cup, Lu Xiaotong performed a secret method in front of Tang Luo to transfer the medicinal soup into Tang Zhi’s body. The medicine’s potency traveled through a hundred channels, dispersing the toxicity.

As the blue threads that sprawled across his face like spiderweb cracks faded away, Tang Zhi slowly came to. However, upon opening his eyes, his entire body was rigid and immobile, even the whites of his now-open eyes showed no iris.

“What’s going on?”

Tang Luo asked the little Daoist Priest.

Lu Xiaotong shrank his head and spoke feebly, “The Herbal Spirit Poison is an extremely vicious killing method that continually erodes the six senses and six consciousnesses. This patient has been deeply poisoned and the limbs and torso have long been devoured, as lifeless as withered wood and rotten vines, unable to control himself. Now that the toxicity has attacked above the neck, it strips away the five senses in the order of form, sound, smell, taste, and touch. At this moment, the patient has already gone blind.”

“Is there still a way to treat him?”

Tang Luo pressed on.

“At this stage, there is no medicine or stone that can cure him.”

Lu Xiaotong said, “We’ve been talking here all this while, yet the patient hasn’t shown any facial response. I’m afraid… I’m afraid…”

Tang Luo’s gaze shifted to Tang Zhi, who remained utterly still upon awakening, and he leaned close to his ear and called out, “Clan leader, it’s Tang Luo!”

Seeing that Tang Zhi showed no reaction, Lu Xiaotong pushed Tang Zhi’s face and then pried open his mouth to check his tongue, then reached out to feel his nostrils.

After doing all this, Lu Xiaotong sighed and said, “He cannot see, and he cannot hear. Now he only has his sense of smell, taste, and a little touch. Although he can speak, it’s doubtful he can discern who is touching him; he certainly won’t speak easily.”

For a person who cannot see nor hear, establishing trust is incredibly challenging. Although Lu Xiaotong was young, he had dealt with many patients and felt somewhat helpless in the current situation.

After calling out in vain, Tang Luo had accepted the result of the clan leader being blind and deaf. But hearing the little Daoist Priest say the clan leader could still speak, there was still a chance.

Since only the senses of smell, taste, and touch remained, communication with the clan leader had to be conducted in another way. Believing in the clan leader’s wisdom, he surely would be able to feel it!

Crouching beside the bed, Tang Luo’s gaze was electric as he grabbed Tang Zhi’s right hand and earnestly wrote on the back of the clan leader’s hand with his fingertips.

With each carefully drawn stroke, the previously motionless Tang Zhi began to move his lips, and with a hoarse and dry voice he said, “Dismiss everyone else; I have something to speak with Minister Luo about alone.”