Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! It's just that my niece has a high fever and won't go away. I hope the Medical Saint can help take a look!"

"The consultation time is tomorrow!" Hou Molan stood behind the door and scolded, "You keep doing this again and again, do you want to be kicked out?"

"But if she keeps burning like this, she will die!" The spear master pleaded, "Medical Saint Hou Mo saved this child's life in the bloody clothes case in the past. How can we just watch her die now?"

Hou Molan was silent for a moment: "You wait outside, I will go ask my father."

After a while, she came back and threw out a porcelain bottle: "There is medicine in it. Give it to her to lower her body temperature. If the high fever still persists, pierce her middle finger and let her bleed. It can temporarily relieve the blood poison."

Wu Qiangkui thanked him repeatedly, but Hou Molan snorted coldly and ordered him to go back.

When he had just returned to the guest house carrying his niece on his back, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Chapter 895: Each Has His Own Motives, Pure Love Is Invincible

next morning.

Everyone was awakened by the knocking sound.

A group of people opened the door and saw Hou Molan holding a bronze vessel in the courtyard, with different expressions on their faces.

"Father is already waiting for the patient. There are only three spots available today. Please discuss it among yourselves."

"Go now?" Yang Zheng Diao Si frowned slightly and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet."

"If you want to see a doctor, just follow me." Hou Molan was too lazy to explain.

Jin Fugui kindly reminded: "If you want to do a checkup, it's better to be on an empty stomach, so you can't eat breakfast."

"It's fine with me." The Ninth Princess changed her clothes and covered her face with a veil. She looked at the people around her and said, "But I want to take up one of the doctor's quotas today. Do you have any objections?"

"My niece's illness can't be delayed any longer." The Gun Master said, "I can choose not to see the doctor, but she must see the doctor."

"The same goes for us." Huang Qiyun was the third to speak up: "He is already deeply poisoned. We can't delay any longer."

Jin Fugui waved his hand and said, "Then I'll wait until tomorrow. My illness is not urgent. Please go ahead."

The remaining pair of twins, who looked rather tired, also spoke up: "We are not in a hurry... You guys can just go see the doctor first."

After saying that, he went back to his room.

Seeing that the group had reached an agreement, Hou Molan turned around and led the way: "Follow me."

The group followed her footsteps and arrived at the residence of the Medical Saint.

There is a lotus pond surrounding this place, and this pond is located in the center of Baicao Valley. A stone bridge is built in the center of the pond. The stone bridge is the only way in and out, leading to the residence of the Medical Saint. However, for the saints who can fly and hide, a mere pond cannot stop them.

Hou Molan walked in first and told everyone to wait outside. About five minutes passed like this, and then a somewhat vicissitudes of life voice was heard from inside.

"First one, come in."

The first person to enter was naturally the Ninth Princess. With the help of Diao Si, she entered the residence of the Medical Saint.

The rule of Baicao Valley is that the Medical Saint cannot see anyone, so even the princess herself cannot see the Medical Saint.

"I need the medical saint to help me heal my illness..." The Ninth Princess whispered, "As long as you cure me, the palace will not be stingy with rewards."

"Your Highness's illness, I am confident that I can cure it." The Medical Saint's low and hoarse voice came through the bamboo curtain: "But at the moment, we are still missing a medicinal ingredient."

"Over the years, many rare treasures have been sent to Baicao Valley." Yang Zheng thought that the Medical Saint was going to raise the price, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it enough?"

"The medicinal materials are already available, but they need to be processed. It is not convenient to treat you today. Please wait until tomorrow." The Medical Saint waved his hand without explaining.

Diao Si came out angrily with the Ninth Princess, his face full of gloom. Before leaving, he turned back and said angrily: "You'd better give me an explanation tomorrow!"

He just left after saying this, without even saying goodbye.

"Next one." Hou Molan shouted from inside the room.

Bai Yu glanced at the spear leader and pointed inside.

Wu Qiangkui clasped his fists and walked in with his niece.

The Medical Saint ordered, "Help her sit steadily."

Immediately, a silver thread projected out from the bamboo curtain and tied around the wrist of the silent girl.

The mark of a medical expert: feeling the pulse by hanging a thread.

Half a cup of tea passed in this way.

"What's the matter?" Wu Qiangkui said.

"Did she bleed a lot yesterday?"

"Yes, as ordered...Medication alone cannot suppress the rise in body temperature."

"This is caused by blood poison."

"That's right. It never happened before. I don't know why it suddenly happened..."

"Okay, I already know her situation..."

Wu Qiangkui asked, "May I ask how the Medical Saint intends to treat him?"

"Just leave her here. We'll naturally send her back at night, and let her lie down in the ward with Lan'er."

"Can I accompany you?"

"No." The Medical Saint said coldly: "If you don't trust me, just leave."

Wu Qiangkui dared not object, he could only clasp his hands in a bow, then turn around and leave.

Hou Molan picked up the seriously ill girl and carried her to the back room, then walked out directly and closed the door.

"We haven't seen the doctor yet!" Huang Qiyun immediately asked, "Could it be that the man surnamed Wu in front has used up all his times?"

"No, it's just that my father checked your blood yesterday and knew which poisons you were infected with. He thought you could be cured without the need for pulse diagnosis." Hou Molan took out a porcelain bottle: "There are three pills in total. Take one a day and see if the symptoms improve after three days."

"Is this a bit perfunctory? I came in, but I can't even see the Medical Saint?" Bai Yu looked inside and became suspicious.

"Even if you go in, you won't be able to see your father." Hou Molan said calmly: "Either take the medicine or leave."

Bai Yu had no choice but to pinch a pill and throw it into his mouth: "Is this okay?"

"Once a day, don't forget to take the medicine." Hou Molan nodded and left.

When they walked out of the lotus pond, Huang Qiyun held the porcelain bottle in his hand and asked, "Will there be any problem with this medicine?"

"Why do you ask?" Bai Yu was curious.

"This medical saint behaves strangely, and I don't trust him." Huang Qiyun analyzed seriously: "The fact that he didn't see anyone is strange enough, and he didn't even see the patient, but just randomly prescribed medicine... Does he think this is mung bean soup?"

"He shouldn't have the guts to poison me openly in this villa, right?" Bai Yu said.

"I hope so. You've already eaten it."

"That's not the case." Bai Yu stuck out his tongue, as if showing off the cherry on the tip of his tongue: "I'm not completely unguarded."

"Aren't you going to take your medicine?"

"I don't plan to. I'll wait three days and see what he says." Bai Yu moved his shoulders: "He must treat me well, otherwise I will not be willing to follow the doctor's advice."

"Can you still hold on for three days?" Huang Qiyun held the porcelain bottle.

"As long as you make more noodles for me, a dozen or so poisonous ingredients are nothing. I will fight them all off." Bai Yu gave a thumbs up.

To be honest, if I hadn't deliberately slowed down the progress, the injury might have almost healed by now.

He can digest the toxins with his own healing ability, so there is no need for him to take any medicine of unknown origin.

"I'll make it for you when I get back... I don't know if there are any ingredients here." Huang Qiyun said, "There are only the Medical Saint and Hou Molan in the entire Baicao Valley, and not even a servant. Is she the only one who takes care of the food, clothing, laundry and cooking?"

"It's definitely impossible for Hou Molan to take care of so many people by himself."

"Ah? So we have to take care of our own food and clothing while we're in the hospital this time?"

"It's hard to say about washing clothes and folding quilts, but when we go back, there should be food to eat." Bai Yu smiled.

"why?"

"Jin Fugui is a man who knows how to enjoy life. This is not the first time he has lived in the villa. He must be very aware that there are not even any servants here. He would rather bring his concubine with him than a single servant. Why do you think that is?"

"Because he's lecherous?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

Bai Yu concluded: "I guess his concubine should be a cook."

……

Facts proved that Bai Yu's speculation was correct.

As soon as I returned to the villa, I saw Jin Fugui preparing a large table of dishes and entertaining guests.

The twins were eating the buns with big mouthfuls and a very rude attitude.

On the other side, Wu Qiangkui had also taken his seat and was drinking a bowl of porridge.

"Brother Bai, come and have something to eat?" Jin Fugui was about to say, "All this food is mine..."

"It must have been prepared by your wife," Huang Qiyun said.

"Oh?" Jin Fugui asked in surprise, "Can your sister-in-law see that?"

"You are a person who knows how to enjoy life. This is not your first time here. You must know that you have to take care of your own meals. You did not bring servants but brought a concubine. I think it is because she is good at cooking." Huang Qiyun picked up the chopsticks and said, "I am hungry too. You are welcome."

"Oh, the real person never reveals his true face." Jin Fugui was amazed: "I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be so observant, and she is also a smart woman with a kind heart... Brother Bai, you are very lucky."

Bai Yu smiled but said nothing.

At this time, Yang Zheng also came over and sat down. When he sat down, he saw the twins next to him also hurriedly finished their meal and left the table.

Jin Fugui asked with a smile: "Is my wife's cooking skills good enough for the princess?"

"Her Highness hasn't been eating or sleeping well these past few days, so this appetizer porridge is very much to her liking." Yang Zheng said calmly, "Your Madam may have to trouble you with the meals these past few days. After we leave Baicao Villa, His Highness will naturally not forget to reward her."

Jin Fugui bowed and said, "Then I have to thank the Ninth Princess in advance."

Yang Zheng picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat slowly. Having stayed in the palace for many years, he also had some of the temperament of a royal aristocrat.

He used to be the seal holder of the Imperial Household Department, a very high position. In addition, his cultivation level was very high. Although he was a eunuch, he was not a slave. If he had that intention, he was fully qualified to become the Nine Thousand Year Old.

As the agent of imperial power, Yang Zheng himself is very arrogant.

During this meal, he was also very silent, neither talking while eating nor sleeping, until...

"Actually, I've heard a rumor." After Jin Fugui finished his meal, he suddenly started talking while clearing the dishes: "Ever since the Medical Saint moved to Baicao Valley and lived in seclusion, his medical skills have actually deteriorated."

Wu Qiangkui suddenly opened his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, the Medical Saint is not just a respectful title, but also a saint of medicine, how can his medical skills degenerate."

"I used to think so too." Jin Fugui sighed, "But I have been treating this disease for three years and it has not been cured. I am inevitably a little discouraged. Well, just treat it as my nonsense. Please forgive me for laughing at you."

Yang Zheng took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then said calmly, "This is not impossible."

"what?"

“To be a saint in the medical field, one must cure diseases and save lives, and one often needs to make great aspirations… One cannot be sainted simply by fulfilling one’s aspirations. In most cases, one can be sainted while walking on this path.” Yang Zheng said, “But if one goes against one’s aspirations one day, then one’s medical realm will stagnate, or even regress!”

"But to fall from canonization is unheard of."

“This is just a guess.” Yang Zheng said calmly, “I don’t want the Medical Saint to decline in level either. After all, we still need him to treat illnesses and save lives… This blood poisoning disease, perhaps only he can cure it in the world.”

"Blood poison?" Bai Yu interrupted: "What is that?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yang Zheng stood up, waved his sleeves and left.

Bai Yu looked at Wu Qiang Kui again: "His attitude is so annoying... Your Excellency shouldn't be so arrogant, right?"

The gun master's mouth twitched, and he explained with a stiff face: "The bloody clothes murder case shocked Daxia back then, you should all know about it..."

He silently looked at Huang Qiyun beside him.

Huang Qiyun slammed the table in displeasure: "Why are you staring at me? I'll dig your eyes out if you keep looking at me!"

Her self-righteous attitude made the gun leader slightly stunned.

...Could it be that she really wasn't the murderer?

"Many people died in the Bloody Robe Case, but there were also some survivors." The Gun Master continued, "My niece was one of them. The Medical Saint used very powerful means to save some of them, but it was only a temporary rescue. Some of them died within a few years because these women were poisoned by a strange poison."

"This strange poison is the blood poison?"

"That's right." The Gun Master held his forehead with his hand: "Only the Medical Saint can cure and help delay the blood poison."

"Wait, could it be that Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess is also..." Bai Yu glanced in the direction where Yang Zheng left.