Chapter 10

The next day.

The carriage swayed as it left the Sun residence, heading back to the city.

After the first snow, the road was somewhat muddy, and the driver had to crack the whip from time to time to keep the carriage steady.

Mo Qiu, just as when he came, huddled on one side, a large straw hat covering half of his body.

Although it was his first real attempt, fortunately, there were no mistakes in the treatment process yesterday.

The injured person successfully regained consciousness, and his condition stabilized from critical.

However, to be on the safe side, a few bandits still forcibly kept two people. After a night of observation, they finally confirmed that the brother's life was out of danger and let them leave.

The scholar in the robe kept his promise and gave a full five taels of silver as the consultation fee.

At this moment.

The silver was clutched in Mo Qiu's cold hands.

The old pharmacist's monthly salary was no more than two taels, and Wei Shixiong's was even less than one tael.

Five taels of silver was undoubtedly a huge sum for an apprentice who had not yet completed his training.

However...

His thoughts turned, and he gently lifted the curtain to look at the trembling figure inside the carriage.

At the same time, he said:

"Shixiong, this consultation fee..."

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Wei Shixiong trembled at the sound, immediately covering his head and begging for mercy.

Unlike Mo Qiu, he had not slept well all night.

After being threatened, beaten, and insulted by the bandits, his mental state was clearly abnormal.

Any sound made him tremble with fear.

Mo Qiu shook his head helplessly and put down the curtain.

According to the pharmacy's rules, when going out for consultations, the doctor could share half of the consultation fee.

Unfortunately, apprentices did not have this qualification.

Originally, he planned to discuss with Wei Shixiong and see if they could keep some silver as pocket money, but it seemed that was not possible now.

As for hiding it secretly...

As long as he was still in the pharmacy, it was better not to do such things, as there were so many people at the Sun residence who would see through it.

"Rattle... rattle..."

The carriage wheels rolled.

"Snap!"

The whip cracked in the air.

Mo Qiu shivered in the cold wind, feeling a mix of emotions about his first successful treatment.

There was pride, there was joy, but there was also fear.

What if he had failed to save the person?

The result was obvious!

In this world, having medical skills could earn respect, but without martial power, one was still like a fish on a chopping board.

Martial arts...

Under the straw hat, his eyes flickered.

Qingnang Pharmacy.

The commotion lasted for a long time before finally subsiding, and someone went to report to the authorities.

The people from the Sun residence clearly did not seem to be good people, and might even be bandits wanted by the government.

In the back hall.

Master Qin sat in a large purple sandalwood chair, his brows furrowed, and Master He was quietly conversing with him.

"His soul is shaken, and he needs time to recover."

"Can he return to normal?"

"It depends on luck. He might pull through, or he might stay this way, or his personality might change drastically."

"Ah!"

The two sighed and shook their heads, clearly referring to the mentally unstable Wei Shixiong.

Mo Qiu stood in the hall, head bowed, silent.

After a moment of reflection, Master Qin finally looked at him, his eyes showing surprise:

"The driver said the injured person was treated by you?"

"Yes." Mo Qiu replied with a bow:

"I followed the methods described in the 'Bao Yao Shang Ke' to treat the arrow wounds."

"Hmm?" Master Qin stroked his chin, skeptical:

"Wei An has memorized the 'Bao Yao Shang Ke' by heart. If he couldn't treat the injuries, how could you?"

His tone carried a hint of doubt.

It wasn't that he didn't want to believe it, but what the driver said was simply against common sense.

The apprentice in front of him had only been in the pharmacy for a few months, and he hardly knew him. How could he possibly treat injuries that Wei An couldn't?

"This..." Mo Qiu opened his mouth:

"I did indeed follow the methods described in the medical book."

"That's quite unusual." Master He smiled lightly and said:

"Tell us, what was the situation at the time?"

"Yes." Mo Qiu responded:

"When I and Wei Shixiong arrived, the person was already weak, with a weak pulse and a pale face."

"He had been pierced by two arrows and then engaged in a fight, leading to excessive blood loss and fainting..."

He described the patient's condition in detail, and the two men's expressions gradually became serious, lost in thought.

"Indeed, it was difficult." Master He admitted, putting himself in the situation.

Even in his place, he would not have been confident.

He couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Tell us, what did you do?"

Mo Qiu looked at Master Qin.

"Speak." Master Qin's voice deepened:

"The 'Bao Yao Shang Ke' is not a secret formula. If you can really do it, you have extraordinary talent."

"Yes." Mo Qiu responded:

"Seeing the severity of the situation, I decided to use a combination of stopping the bleeding, stabilizing the source, and stimulating the blood and qi."

"The methods were..."

"The process was divided into seven steps: stopping the bleeding, locating the acupoints, stabilizing the source, promoting blood circulation, pressing the pulse points... During this process, I used five types of medicine, which were..."

"Finally, I managed to save the person by chance."

When he finished speaking, no one responded, and the hall fell into an eerie silence.

Master He's eyes were dazed, his expression blank.

He naturally understood that Mo Qiu's methods were correct, and the medical principles were not complicated, even simple.

But...

Turning the ordinary into the extraordinary!

This phrase suddenly appeared in his mind.

If it weren't for the young man in front of him, he might have thought the person was a master of medicine.

Simple use of medicine, but the timing was perfectly controlled, gradually bringing a severely injured person back to life.

"Phew..." Master Qin exhaled, his eyes showing a complex expression as he looked at Mo Qiu:

"Have you ever studied medicine before?"

"No." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Even now, I haven't recognized all the herbs in the pharmacy."

This was the truth. The pharmacy had over a thousand types of herbs, many of which were rarely used, and he had no chance to recognize them.

"Um." Master Qin nodded.

Mo Qiu's medical skills were taught by him, and he knew the initial situation, so it was impossible for him to be lying.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Master He came to his senses and bowed to Master Qin with a smile:

"Master Qin, you have a fine apprentice. The Qingnang Pharmacy has a successor. Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Master He, you flatter me." Master Qin shook his head, suppressing the smile that was about to break through:

"He just has a bit of intelligence, nothing special, but he does deserve careful cultivation."

"Ha ha..." Master He laughed:

"This isn't just a bit of intelligence, but a great talent. Perhaps we will have a famous doctor in the future."

"You're exaggerating." Master Qin was speechless:

"He is still young and doesn't deserve such praise, lest he become arrogant. However, he did do a good job this time."

"You, you!" Master He pointed at him, shaking his head:

"Are you grooming him as your successor?"

"But this matter needs to be reported to Master Xu first. I wonder what the senior will think."

"Um." Master Qin's expression turned serious:

"We should not delay. I will go and see my master."

"Mo Qiu!"

"Yes."

"Go back and rest. Oh, by the way." Master Qin seemed to remember something and took out one tael of silver from his pocket:

"Take it."

"Thank you, Master Qin." Mo Qiu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it.

...

Evening.

Master Qin, reeking of alcohol and with a flushed face, staggered out of Master Xu's residence.

He looked up and saw Mo Qiu busy not far away.

He smiled and waved at him: "Mo Qiu, you... burp... come here."

"Yes." Mo Qiu responded and hurried over.

"Follow me!" Master Qin waved his hand, his body swaying as he walked to his room.

Then, without regard for Mo Qiu following behind, he rummaged through his belongings and finally took out a thick book.

"Take this 'Qingnang Yao Jing'!"

"Huh?" Mo Qiu was taken aback.

As far as he knew, the 'Qingnang Yao Jing' was the pharmacy's treasure, and only formal apprentices had the right to read it.

Having the right did not mean he could read it.

Even Wei Shixiong seemed to have not read the entire book.

Master Qin was drunk!

He didn't know what he said or how much he drank at Master Xu's place, but he was so excited.

He actually took out the 'Qingnang Yao Jing'.

Mo Qiu's breathing quickened, and his heart began to race. Looking at Master Qin, he saw him fall onto the bed.