Antidote
Mao Xiaojiu’s reaction to what Mu Yu injected him with frightened the living daylights out of the fiends for they feared the ruins poison would spread. Thus, Aunt Zhu promptly maintained order, belting, “Trap Xiaojiu in there! He’s turned into a zombie!”
The fiends readied their magic weapons and harnessed spiritual energy, yet not a soul dared to enter.
Mao Xiaojiu panted loudly and, although he still looked pale, his breathing and flow of qi were returning to normal. “I… I… I’m not… I’m not a zombie. I’m alive.”
“The poison can control corpses now?”
“Do we need to burn him?”
“Prepare fire to burn the old infected corpses, too!”
“Relax, relax, he’s alive and well. What are you all jumping up and down for?” Mu Yu hollered.
Mao Xiaojiu crawled out of his bed to kowtow. “Thank you so much, Doctor.”
“What? What? Why is Mao Xiaojiu kneeling now?” someone pointed out.
“Doctor, please help my elder brother,” begged Mao Xiaojiu.
The doctor resembled a flesh statue as he stared at Mao Xiaojiu kneeling in front of him. Seconds later, he stuttered, “M-Mao Xiaojiu, are you sure you’re all right?”
The doctor checked Mao Xiaojiu’s pulse and discovered the latter was perfectly fine.
“Yes, I am, Doctor. I am totally surprised to learn you have found an antidote for ruins poison. Thank you, and thank His Majesty!”
“I… I… You…” stammered the doctor, finding himself in a dilemma due to his bet with Mu Yu.
“Bro, you definitely should thank the doctor for his precious herbs. If it wasn’t for them, you’d be a goner. You also need to thank Elder Tiantu for offering his blood to save you,” Mu Yu voiced.
“Thank you, Doctor. Thank you, Mr. Tiantu.”
Elder Tiantu reacted the same way the doctor did moments ago.
“M-Mu Yu, g-give Mao Dajiu the antidote,” requested the doctor, grateful to Mu Yu for saving him from ruin and impressed but also trying to hide his awkwardness.
“On it. You need to use your spiritual energy to seal his wound, though, so that I can apply the antidote. Else, Elder Tiantu’s blood will spill out,” Mu Yu instructed cleverly, trying to involve the doctor so that people wouldn’t think he wasn’t any good.
“Oh, right, sure.”
The two worked together as per Mu Yu’s directions to bring Mao Dajiu back from the brink of death in the same fashion the younger brother was resuscitated. The two brothers sincerely expressed their gratitude to the doctor and Elder Tiantu.
“I’m always down to help anyone in need. I’d be more than willing to offer three or even a bucket of blood. I have no complaints if we can save you two,” expressed Elder Tiantu.
“You two should be thanking Mu Yu. If it wasn’t for his formula, you two really would be goners today,” the doctor clarified in the end, believing it was the right thing to do.
Before Mu Yu knew it, the fiends who witnessed his contribution were heaping praise on him.
“Thank you, Brother Mu Yu,” conveyed the brothers.
“Don’t worry about it. Take care of yourselves,” Mu Yu replied.
“All right, dismissed. Everyone go back to what you were doing,” verbalised the doctor, sending everyone but Mu Yu off. “Mm… I apologise for my rude remarks back there.”
Xiaoshuai hopped onto Mu Yu’s shoulder. “Hey, Old Geezer, didn’t you said you’d kowtow? Don’t you think it’s time you made good on your word?”
“I… I will honour my word!” responded the owner, believing being a man of principle was more important than feeding his ego.
Mu Yu caught the doctor as the latter lowered down, cheerfully saying, “Doctor, we never meant for you to really kneel. Qiao Xue would probably slap my nose off my face if she found out I made you kneel, haha. Besides, had it not been for your herbs, I would have been useless.”
“No, no, no, this old one did not contribute at all… Are you also a physician by any chance?”
“I… suppose so.”
“Could you, umm…”
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