The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Fifteen: The Healer, with a Benevolent Heart and Skill

inside the room.

He sat solemnly in the dark white robes, his breathing deep and rhythmic.

With each breath, a red glow would flash across his face from time to time, which was the surge of blood energy!

He had no time to pay attention to anything happening outside. He calmed down and focused on circulating his qi to refine the bowl of highly nourishing medicine he had just taken.

Time passed slowly, and when footsteps were heard again outside, the sun was already slowly setting in the west!

Mo Bai also opened his eyes at this moment, and a golden light seemed to flash in his eyes!

Then, with a slight twitch of his five fingers, the lotus flower dissipated, and his arm circled around his sides before finally resting on his chest and slowly descending.

"Hoo..." He exhaled a long breath, and the thunder in his chest gradually subsided, his gaze becoming more subdued.

As he finished his practice, the footsteps outside the door grew closer and closer.

A flicker of thought crossed his eyes. Mo Bai relaxed his cross-legged position, but did not feign unconsciousness again. Instead, he leaned against the bedpost, quietly watching the doorway. A thought arose in his mind: "If I'm not mistaken, Master Zhang certainly wouldn't dare guarantee I have three more days to live. The palace must be eager to make arrangements to send me away!"

Thinking of this, a hint of helplessness rose in his eyes. What he needed most right now was rest and healing: "Let's play it by ear!"

The door was pushed open without anyone knocking.

Mo Bai looked closely and, as expected, it was Zhang Bangli and Zhang Danshi who stepped into the room together.

When the two looked up and saw Mo Bai staring intently at them, they were both taken aback.

However, Zhang Bangli quickly bowed slightly to show his respect and then said, "Your Highness, you've finally woken up!"

Mo Bai's gaze swept over him, a soft sigh escaped his lips, and he could only feign impatience once more, his voice still weak as he said, "Chief Zhang, didn't you say Father was going to take me to the palace? Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

Upon hearing Mo Bai's clear voice, Zhang Bangli noticed that although Mo Bai's voice was still weak, it was noticeably different from before, and he no longer cried out in pain.

A smile immediately appeared on his face as he said, "Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered me to bring you to the palace. After Master Zhang examines your pulse, we can set off!"

"Just as I suspected!" Mo Bai was now even more certain of his guess. He paused slightly, glanced at the alchemist, a glint in his eyes, then, still with his impatient expression, said, "Then hurry up!"

Chief Zhang nodded to Alchemist Zhang, who immediately stepped forward and smiled at Mo Bai, saying, "Your Highness, please extend your left hand!"

He did not bow to Mo Bai, but only spoke respectfully. After all, Mo Bai was a master of medicine and a Taoist, so this was not unreasonable.

Mo Bai nodded, but didn't make a fuss, and reached out to take his pulse.

Master Zhang focused his mind slightly and began to take Mo Bai's pulse. Zhang Bangli stood to the side with a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Master Zhang's hands as he took the pulse with extreme tension.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Master Zhang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Bangli's heart skipped a beat, and he almost blurted out the question about the situation, but when he glanced at Ming Wang, he managed to hold back.

But his palms were already sweaty and slippery.

But the alchemist raised his head and began to carefully examine Mo Bai's face.

Mo Bai leaned against the bedpost, letting Zhang Danshi examine him, but asked softly, "Danshi, I feel warm all over, am I alright?"

When Master Zhang heard him speak, he was momentarily stunned, but after his eyelids twitched slightly, he smiled and remained silent. He then lowered his gaze and continued to take the pulse.

But what he didn't see was that the moment he lowered his head, a dark glint flashed in Mo Bai's eyes.

This was the first time Mo Bai had felt indignant since he came into this world.

He was certain that Master Zhang had already discovered that he was not beyond saving, but his expression told Mo Bai that he probably wouldn't tell the truth.

Mo Bai had been working hard to refine the medicinal power, hoping that his body would improve as soon as possible and that the royal family would know that he could still be saved and that he didn't necessarily have to die.

This is undoubtedly the safest solution for his situation.

After a while, Master Zhang released his grip, smiled warmly, and said to Mo Bai, "Your Highness, you are now out of danger. However, please cultivate your mind and temper, and avoid extreme joy or anger!"

A dark glint appeared in Mo Bai's slightly lowered eyes, sharpening as he raised them slightly and stared at Zhang Danshi, saying softly, "Zhang Danshi, have you truly investigated thoroughly?"

As Master Zhang was standing up, he suddenly heard Mo Bai's question and paused slightly, glancing at Mo Bai.

But Mo Bai still had that carefree attitude. If there was anything wrong, it was that his eyes seemed slightly different from before, with a hint of sharpness flashing in them.

This made his heart flutter, but upon closer inspection, he found that Mo Bai still had that displeased expression.

He thought to himself, "I've exhausted too much of my energy today, which has made my mind unstable..."

With a slight smile, he addressed Mo Bai, "Your Majesty, rest assured, this old Taoist priest would never dare to be negligent. But Your Majesty, do you still feel unwell anywhere?"

Upon hearing Master Zhang's question, Zhang Bangli, who was standing to the side, also tensed up.

Mo Bai looked at him silently, then slowly lowered his gaze and sat up from the backrest: "I feel uncomfortable all over, like I'm about to die."

Before Master Zhang could speak, Zhang Bangli quickly said, "Your Majesty, you must not have any wild thoughts. Master Zhang is a master of medicine and he is certainly not wrong. Your Majesty, please rest assured."

"I dare not claim to be a master, but Your Majesty can rest assured that after my medicine, you are indeed out of danger. In a few days, once you have recovered your strength, you will be fully recovered!" Master Zhang said with a smile.

Mo Bai glanced at him again, but then said nothing more, only chuckling, "Very well, I trust you. A physician's virtue is paramount, requiring both benevolence and skill. I'm sure the alchemist wouldn't dare to joke with my life!"

"Hehe..." Master Zhang's eyelids twitched slightly, and he stroked his beard.

Seeing this, Zhang Bangli quickly tried to ease the awkwardness for Master Zhang, saying hurriedly, "Now that Your Highness is free of worries, please set off immediately to meet His Majesty!"

Mo Bai stopped looking at Zhang Danshi and snapped at Zhang Bangli, "You know you're in a hurry? Go and call Ajiu to help me undress!"

Zhang Bangli was taken aback, then felt an overwhelming sense of disgust: "Even His Majesty has never ordered me around like this. You're really not a human being."

But at this moment, there was no need to create any further complications. Suppressing a twitch at the corner of his mouth, he nodded and said, "Alright, Your Highness, please wait a moment!"

Then he and Zhang Danshi went out.

Watching Zhang Danshi's retreating figure as he left, Mo Bai's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Earlier, Zhang Danshi had prepared medicine for him, and he knew what the consequences would be if he took it, but he didn't have any objections to Zhang Danshi. After all, his life force was indeed cut off. Although Zhang Danshi did not provide a good solution, this action could not be considered to have really harmed his life, since his condition was indeed bad, and it was not Zhang Danshi who made the decision.

However, at this very moment, he clearly had a glimmer of hope. If he focused on taking the medicine, there was still a possibility of recovery. With Master Zhang's skills, he would never be considered a dead man!

But Zhang Danshi's expression told Mo Bai that there was no point in holding onto any illusions; Zhang Danshi would never reveal the truth.

Mo Bai could even guess the reason: because too many accidents had happened to him, Master Zhang was unwilling to worry about him anymore, so he would rather send him to his death!

What use is a doctor's skill if he lacks morality?

The fierce look in Mo Bai's eyes slowly faded. He exhaled another breath of turbid air, calmed down, and decided to wait for another day.

He lowered his eyes again, pondering his current situation. He had nothing now and couldn't tell His Majesty the Emperor that he wouldn't actually die. Would the Emperor believe Mo Bai instead of Zhang Danshi?

The result is obvious, so if we really do that, it will only let them know that we have already seen through the inside story!

The consequences are obvious. We will lose this last bit of freedom immediately. Even if we don't want to leave, we will be forced to leave, which will be even worse. There will be no room for planning at all.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Mo Bai began to ponder a way to break the deadlock. He had no time to devise a complete plan and could only take it one step at a time.