The head of the Mu family

Chapter 104 The Blue Medicine God's Tubo Turmoil (2)

A glint flashed in the Tibetan uncle's eyes.

After thinking for a moment, he added:

"Tibet and Dahao have always been on good terms, and they will certainly not make things difficult for you."

Honestly, I just need your help taking a look~

The group had no choice but to go along.

We finally arrived at Marpo Ri Mountain, but no one was excited.

The Tibetan man led the group to a magnificent, golden palace.

Compared to the low, dilapidated walls outside, it felt like another world.

Inside the hall sat a richly dressed man, presumably a high-ranking lord.

Beside them, a woman adorned with gold and silver was weeping while watching over an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

Three men were kneeling on the ground; they were probably doctors.

There was a row of maids around him, and guards with swords outside the door.

Once inside, the uncle knelt before the lord and mumbled something in Spanish.

Mu Huaisheng glanced at Mr. Liao and saw that his expression had softened slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The lord then spoke to the uncle in a string of words, and the uncle bowed to the lord.

He politely stepped forward and said to the Blue Medicine God:

"Medical officer, please~"

My lord, please rest assured in your treatment. Once my little master is cured, you will be rewarded handsomely.

Blue Medicine God glanced at Mr. Liao with guilt, and Mr. Liao gestured for him to watch without worry.

Mu Huaisheng wanted to step forward to help, but Lan Yaoshen quickly stopped him with a look.

Lan Yaoshen stepped forward to take the pulses, listening carefully to both pulses.

He then pried open the eyes to look, pried open the mouth to look, and looked at the fingernails and toenails.

After thinking for a moment, he said, as if no one else was around:

"This child has been poisoned by the colorless and odorless six-petaled pear~"

I took out my brush and ink and wrote the first prescription, which will last for three doses.

Take one dose today, and another dose at the beginning of Hai hour tonight.

Tomorrow at breakfast, give him some egg custard, and another dose 15 minutes later.

"I'll come back tomorrow morning to take your pulse again, change the prescription, and you should take it for another three days. Then you can gradually recuperate."

After the Blue Medicine God finished speaking, the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

Mr. Liao was stunned and looked at the Blue Medicine God in surprise.

He asked Mu Huaisheng with an inquiring look:

Is Lord Lan always this straightforward, wherever he goes?

Mu Huaisheng returned a helpless look:

Yes ~

The uncle was also stunned:

This person is truly a remarkable individual!

The lord saw that this Great Hao man looked confident and mumbled something for a long time, leaving everyone around him dumbfounded.

Then he started talking in his own language and asked the uncle a bunch of questions, and the uncle replied in his own language.

After pondering for a moment, the lord mumbled a series of orders.

A moment later, someone came in with pen and ink. Lan Yaoshen went to the table next to him and quickly wrote down the prescription.

The uncle took it and copied the prescription into Tibetan script.

Mu Huaisheng was thinking that perhaps he should be more cautious.

Then Mr. Liao spoke:

"Aga, please let me see the recipe too~"

Mu Huaisheng breathed a sigh of relief:

Oh, and to prevent others from doing anything sabotage!

The uncle immediately understood what he meant and showed it to him.

Sure enough, there was one medicine that was called differently in Tibet and Dahao, and Mr. Liao immediately instructed him to change it.

The man was drenched in sweat and immediately knelt down to kowtow to the lord, who was furious and about to give an order.

Mr. Liao bowed and spoke a long string of words to the lord, which should have calmed the lord down.

After muttering a few words, the uncle took the prescription and went to brew the medicine.

After the medicine was prepared and brought over, the Blue Medicine God checked it again before giving it to the child.

The lord wouldn't let the men leave, and had someone bring a blanket and spread it on the ground.

Knowing they couldn't leave, the group simply sat down and waited.

Fortunately, food was provided for them at dinner.

The medicine arrived at 9 PM, and as usual, the Blue Medicine God checked it again before giving it to the young man.

The great lord had already left at dinnertime, taking the weeping woman with him.

The man led the group to a nearby indoor room where a blanket was laid out on the floor. He gave them three blankets and then left.

Mu Huaisheng and Zhenniang were small in stature, so they shared a blanket and sat together to sleep.

The other three each took one seat, and the group sat on the carpet, leaning against each other, and fell asleep.

The next morning, the uncle brought his men and led them to the palace.

Mu Huaisheng noticed that the other people had all grown stubble overnight.

They quickly rubbed dust on the ground and the corner of the wall with Zhenniang and then applied it to their faces.

Upon entering the palace, they saw that the boy was still asleep, and the woman was crying beside him.

The lord sat high in his seat, while the old man knelt beside him.

The Blue Medicine God took the boy's pulse and pressed two major acupoints on his chest.

The boy indeed slowly woke up. He probably wanted to call out to the woman next to him, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Give him some water, but only half a spoonful at a time!"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, trembling as he translated.

Immediately, a maidservant brought water forward and carefully fed him/her.

After a long while, the boy finally managed to utter a faint sound.

The woman was overjoyed and tears streamed down her face. The lord also came over and mumbled something in Spanish before smiling with satisfaction.

Then, he fed the medicine and gave it to the Blue Medicine God as instructed.

The boy was still very weak and fell asleep again soon after.

The lord still didn't let them leave. Around noon, the Blue Medicine God took their pulses again and prescribed a medicine.

"Next, we'll clear out the remaining poison. Now you can let us go!"

"Doctor, please don't worry~"

The uncle replied respectfully.

Then he reported to the lord, who then gave him a series of instructions.

Since arriving yesterday, I've seen several doctors kneeling. I immediately crawled over and took the boy's pulse.

After taking his pulse, he gave a long, rambling report.

Upon hearing this, the great lord's brows relaxed, and he personally came to help the seated Blue Medicine God.

The group stood up and were immediately ushered to a palace, where they were treated like honored guests.

The Great Lord then spoke to the Blue Medicine God in a string of gibberish, gesturing for Mr. Liao to translate.

“Mr. Lan, the Grand Lord says he is willing to pay a large sum of money to keep you in Tibet.”

"How is that possible?"

Mr. Liao translated, and the lord's expression changed somewhat, and he mumbled a few more words.

Mr. Liao looked hesitant, but still translated it.

"What if he insists on keeping you here?"

Everyone thought to themselves, "Oh no, what are we going to do?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, Lan Yaoshen replied in a strong voice:

"Mr. Liao, this great lord must be joking~"

I'm not some itinerant doctor, I'm a royal physician!

"I'm not just an ordinary imperial physician; I'm His Majesty and the Empress Dowager's personal physician, second only to Chief Physician Ruan!"

Blue Medicine God said with a sincere yet incredulous expression~

Everyone was just feeling melancholy, but these words were like a wake-up call!

Mu Huaisheng suddenly understood:

Yes! How come we didn't think of that?

Upon hearing this, Mr. Liao looked relieved and immediately gestured to the uncle to translate for the lord.

The lord's expression changed several times after hearing this.

He immediately smiled and said a lot, then handed the string of beads in his hand to the uncle.

The middle-aged man immediately held the string of beads in both hands and came to the Blue Medicine God.

"No wonder his medical skills are so superb; he is the personal physician of His Majesty the Great Hao!"

I apologize for my abruptness earlier!

I wonder if you could teach some medical skills to Tibet, so as to benefit the people of Tibet?

This is just a small gift, nothing more. I'll thank you much later!

Mr. Liao translated simultaneously.

However, Mr. Liao's expression changed when he saw the string of beads, and he signaled to the Blue Medicine God not to accept them.