The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Fourteen: Master Zhang, quick-witted and clever

A bowl of medicine that would completely unleash the full life force of the Bright King was swallowed mouthful by mouthful by the seemingly unknown Bright King, right before everyone's eyes.

Zhang Bangli stood to the side, his eyes fixed on Ming Wang as he took the medicine, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. He was extremely nervous, fearing that something unexpected might suddenly happen.

However, he was obviously overthinking it. The process of taking the medicine went very smoothly. Although the King of Ming seemed to be in a daze, he seemed to know that this elixir could relieve his pain. So he didn't care that the medicine was bitter and didn't waste a drop of the soup. He drank the whole bowl of soup very cooperatively.

"Phew!" As he watched Ming Wang finish the last sip, beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Bangli's forehead, and he unconsciously let out a long breath.

Just then, Master Zhang turned around. After their eyes met, Commander Zhang turned to the group of soldiers and said in a deep voice, "You all go out and await orders!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded immediately, then turned and went out, taking Ajiu with them.

With the door closed, only the two of them remained in the room, tending to the Ming King on the bed.

Neither of them spoke immediately; instead, their eyes remained fixed on Mo Bai on the bed.

After taking the medicine, Mo Bai groaned a couple of times, then slowly closed his eyes, seemingly falling into a deep sleep.

"Master Zhang, how is it?" Zhang Bangli bowed slightly and greeted Master Zhang softly.

"Please wait a moment, Chief, so I can give the King another look!" Master Zhang turned around, nodded slightly, and said in a soft voice.

Chief Zhang had no choice but to suppress his temper. After glancing at Ming Wang a few more times, he quietly moved to the window, looked at the already bright sky outside, and waited patiently.

About half an hour later, a slight sound came from behind. Zhang Bangli immediately turned around and saw that Zhang Danshi, who had been sitting quietly cross-legged in front of the bed without moving, suddenly moved and picked up Mingwang's arm to take his pulse.

"Tap..." Zhang Bangli's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately went to the head of the bed.

However, due to his nervousness, his first step was rather loud, and he saw the alchemist turn around and glance at him.

Zhang Bangli's face flushed; he had indeed been too impatient.

I immediately calmed myself down, tiptoed, and quietly approached the bedside.

But no matter how hard he tried to calm himself down, he couldn't help but look at the Ming King on the bed.

But just that one glance filled him with immense joy.

To his surprise, at this moment, the Ming King's face, which was originally as pale as paper and devoid of any human color, now showed a hint of rosiness.

The previously faint breathing has now become noticeably steady.

Although it still didn't look as healthy as a normal person, it was clearly no longer the dying person it had been just moments before.

"Truly a miraculous medicine!" Chief Zhang couldn't help but praise the bowl of medicine in his heart, but after glancing at Master Zhang, who was still examining the Ming King's pulse with his eyes closed and a deep expression, he quickly held his breath and continued to wait.

This time, Master Zhang Dan's pulse diagnosis seemed to take an unusually long time, which made Zhang Bangli's mind start to wander again: "Could it be that something is wrong again?"

Just as he was about to speak, Master Zhang Dan finally opened his eyes.

But seemingly unaware of how anxious Zhang Bangli was beside him, he didn't speak immediately, instead staring with a furrowed brow at Ming Wang's much more handsome face.

"Master Zhang, what's going on?" Zhang Bangli was so worried by his appearance that he couldn't help but ask.

Master Zhang paused slightly, as if only then remembering that there was another person beside him. He quickly looked at Chief Zhang, smiled apologetically, and then gestured slightly for them to go outside to talk.

Zhang Bangli suppressed his urgency, glanced at the Ming King on the bed, nodded, and the two of them left together.

Upon reaching the door, Zhang Bangli paused again and asked, "Do we still need to arrange for someone to guard them?"

"It's alright, it's best not to disturb the King!" Master Zhang shook his head.

Upon hearing Master Zhang's words, Zhang Bangli's eyes lit up immediately. Clearly, the situation was definitely improving.

Then, turning his head, his gaze became stern as he looked at the soldiers guarding the door, and ordered, "Keep quiet, and do not allow anyone to disturb the King's rest!"

"yes!"

Zhang Bangli and Zhang Danshi then found a quiet room nearby and entered it one after the other.

The room fell silent again after the two left.

Mo Bai, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and sat up cross-legged almost without hesitation. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and a bright red stain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This alchemist's reputation is well-deserved!" Mo Bai slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing slightly. "Although I had A-Jiu add a spiritual herb to neutralize its effects and suppress its potent nature, it wouldn't be a problem for an ordinary person. But my body, riddled with wounds, still couldn't withstand it. Just now, I had no choice but to use my limited inner energy to forcibly suppress the medicinal properties. This alchemist must have noticed something strange!"

The bloodstains at the corner of Mo Bai's mouth were from his self-inflicted injury caused by his boastful use of the primordial energy he had just obtained from Master Zhang, which he had not yet fully refined, to suppress the medicinal properties.

"However, regardless of the circumstances, he certainly won't be able to find out the reason, but I'm afraid..." Mo Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, "I'm afraid I have even less time left. But it's still worth it, at least I won't really die in three days!"

Thinking of this, Mo Bai's eyes gradually calmed down. He slowly closed his eyes, and once again, he formed the lotus mudra with both hands and began to regulate his breathing!

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"Two days?" Zhang Bangli's face darkened again, and he stared at Zhang Danshi in a very low voice.

Under his gaze, even though Zhang Danshi was old and had cultivated Taoism for many years, his face couldn't help but turn red. He had failed to reach his goal time and time again, and there were always unexpected events. He had indeed failed to live up to his reputation as a master of medicine!

But what could he do? With a hint of embarrassment, he said with a flash of his eyes, "That palm strike from the Shangqing Mountain man probably had some hidden malice, which is why Ming Wang's injuries kept worsening. This shows that the Shangqing Mountain man was determined to kill him. I never expected that the prestigious Shangqing Mountain sect would be so insidious..."

There was no other way but to push the blame onto Shangqingshan.

As expected, Zhang Bangli's expression became complicated when this topic was brought up, but he gradually calmed down. Things had already come to this point, and there was no point in saying anything more.

The most important thing now is whether Master Zhang's promise of the next two days can truly be fulfilled. Thinking of this, Zhang Bangli asked, "Is it possible to ensure the Ming King's life for the next two days?"

Master Zhang's expression paused slightly. After a moment's thought, he hesitated to give a guarantee, and instead vaguely replied, "I have done my best. If nothing unexpected happens, the King should be able to hold on until tomorrow evening without any problems!"

Zhang Bangli's lips twitched, a surge of anger flashing in his eyes: "Damn it, you old bastard, do you ever keep your word? It's already tomorrow evening in the blink of an eye! More than half the day has passed. By tomorrow evening, where are the last two days?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Bangli suppressed his anger and asked again, "Has Your Highness assured that the operation will proceed smoothly during this period?"

This time, Master Zhang didn't hesitate much and nodded, saying, "If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no problem!"

"No surprises?" Zhang Bangli looked at him, closed his eyes slightly, and murmured.

Master Zhang Dan was also feeling incredibly frustrated. Having practiced medicine his entire life, he had rarely encountered a situation where he was completely uncertain since becoming famous.

But this was no joke; making boastful claims could cost him his head. He could only play it safe and say, "Chief Zhang, I have done everything in my power; there is truly no hope for the King's survival..."

"Are there any other means to ensure that the Ming King will not be harmed?" Zhang Bangli didn't want to waste any more time talking to him; time was limited, and he had to make arrangements immediately.

Master Zhang's expression paused slightly, a thought flashing through his mind: "The Bright King has already taken the medicine, and his vital energy is destined to be exhausted. Even if he wanted to use his true energy to save his life, it would be absolutely impossible. What other way is there?"

But as the words were about to come out, he thought to himself, "Chief Zhang is already furious with me. The current situation of the Prince of Ming can be attributed to my misjudgment. If I am completely helpless now, and if something really goes wrong, I'm afraid Chief Zhang will try to shirk responsibility and severely impeach me before His Majesty!"

Thinking of this, his expression changed slightly as he pondered for a moment before quickly saying, "Chief Zhang, there is a Taoist elixir called the 'Returning to Origin Pill,' which is excellent for replenishing vital energy. If Your Majesty can take this pill to nourish yourself, you will surely be safe and sound for the next two days!"

"The Returning Origin Pill?" Zhang Bangli was suddenly stunned.

"That's right, it's the Guiyuan Pill!" Alchemist Zhang nodded without hesitation, but inwardly he thought, "The Ming King is destined to sacrifice himself. How could the royal family use such a precious pill on him? If you don't give it to him, don't blame me!"

Zhang Bangli's expression changed several times. Indeed, this elixir was too precious to be bestowed upon the Ming King.

He shook his head inwardly, took another deep breath, stood up, and said, "Master Zhang, please wait a moment. I will go and report the situation to His Majesty immediately!"

"Please take care, Chief Zhang!" Master Zhang rose to see him off.

Watching his figure disappear into the distance, Master Zhang let out a deep breath and shook his head, sighing, "This is truly a tragedy. It seems that the imperial reward is just a pipe dream. If the King of Light doesn't survive these two days, I'm afraid I'll not only suffer a great loss of cultivation, but also a lot of other troubles..."