The Physician's Miraculous Healing Hands

Yano finally could not hold on any longer. He toppled headfirst to the ground and lay still.

In the darkness, a strange black shadow twisted and reshaped itself. The demon from his mouth gradually emerged—a round, gelatinous body blinking innocent eyes. It was a Slime.

Chen Yu wondered how, just after meeting him, this man had started shouting about selling him his soul.

A soul?

What did he want that thing for? Could he eat it?

Chen Yu circled the unconscious man—chestnut-brown hair again, a merchant's coat, and oh, expensive leather shoes too.

Could this be the merchant attacked by the Corrupted Lizardfolk?

The torrential rain had poured down for two full days and two nights. Yet he had survived and even made it here. Should Chen Yu call him lucky, or did he possess some means of avoiding magical beasts?

Chen Yu inspected him more carefully and found his skin ash-gray, cold and stiff, utterly bloodless. He did not look like a normal person at all—more like a rock.

"What a strange fellow."

He looked as though he was still alive, but not much like someone who could go on living.

Chen Yu wobbled his gelatinous body in a shake of his head, then turned and left.

He was a Slime with neither hands nor feet—how was he supposed to save someone? This guy had asked the wrong person.

If he really knew some Life Healing Technique, he would not have minded giving the man a dose.

Sadly, he did not.

After returning, Chen Yu took advantage of the remaining daylight to continue exploring deeper into the swamp. Moss Worms, beetles, poisonous frogs... he refused none of them, swallowing every last one into his belly.

[Toxin Resistance Lv.2→Toxin Resistance Lv.3]

Lv.3 Toxin Resistance was remarkably powerful. Even the poisonous mist in the depths could not affect him in the slightest. Meanwhile, Stinger Bees with only Lv.1 Toxin Resistance could only linger outside; if they stayed too long, the poison would knock them unconscious within.

How pathetic.

It seemed he would have to open up the swamp himself after all.

But night had already fallen, so he could only return to the nest beneath the tree in his territory and sleep soundly beneath the gentle glow of the Gray Grit Crystal.

Early the next morning, Chen Yu woke up and prepared to continue onward along yesterday's route of exploration.

Before setting out, however, he hesitated slightly.

He wondered whether that human had died. Maybe some wild beast had dragged him away long ago.

"Should I go take a look at him?"

Chen Yu muttered to himself. In the end, unable to resist his curiosity, he went back to the swamp where he had encountered that strange human yesterday.

The man was still there. Even the position he lay in was no different from yesterday.

What was more, not a single Demonic Beast seemed interested in him. That was strange. Had they really mistaken him for a rock?

Chen Yu moved closer and checked his nose and mouth. Hmm... he was still breathing, though weakly.

This guy really was hard to kill.

Just like a real rock.

That bizarre illness had reduced him to this state, but without it, he probably should have died on the first day of the torrential rain.

"It's not as though I can't save him..."

He recalled that there were disciples in the sect who knew medicine. Perhaps someone could treat him.

Did he not happen to be short on Talisman Ink?

There definitely would not be any in the Lizardfolk tribe, but this human came from Adventurer Town across the Reed River. He should have a way to help him find a substitute for Talisman Ink.

Hah, humans.

You should be grateful for Lord Slime's boundless mercy.

At noon, Chen Yu waited for Shao Qingsong in the thatched hut.

After handing him the Detoxifying Spirit Liquid, he asked, "That Senior Sister Gong you mentioned last time—is she very skilled in medicine?"

"Senior Sister Gong?"

Shao Qingsong said with a chuckle, "She's skilled, all right, but Senior Sister doesn't like people owing her medical fees. She didn't treat my scorpion venom last time."

"Why do you ask? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Probably a little."

"Then come with me."

Nanqiao Market, inside Corner Medical Hall.

The fragrance of medicine was crisp and pure. Several Moon White Stones were set into the ceiling, shedding a soft white light, while spiritual-wood medicine cabinets lined the walls, labeled with names such as "Lingzhi."

Gong Xiaoshuang withdrew the hand she had used to take Chen Yu's pulse and looked toward him across from her.

"Junior Brother, your pulse is even and calm. You should be healthy and free of illness."

"Actually, I came to ask about a friend's condition while I was passing by."

Chen Yu briefly described the symptoms of petrification, making the female cultivator across from him knit her brows again and again.

"This illness... if Gong has guessed correctly, it should be Meridian Freezing caused by Congenital Yuan Qi Exhaustion. Acupuncture can draw in spiritual energy and infuse the atrophied meridians, relieving the condition."

"The Guiyuan Needle Technique must be used to stimulate acupoints throughout the body. That is not difficult for me."

"Congenital Yuan Qi... Exhaustion...?"

Was there such a term in Zeyarila?

Forget it. Treat a dead horse as if it were alive and see what happened.

After requesting the Guiyuan Needle Technique from Gong Xiaoshuang, Chen Yu returned to the thatched hut and immersed his consciousness in the slime's body.

He swallowed several dozen stingers, then hopped back to where the man had collapsed.

"Save... me... I can't... die here..."

Yano was still muttering unconsciously, unaware of what he was about to face.

"Not a bad will to survive."

Running into me, Physician Slime, means you're out of luck... ptui, no, it means you're lucky.

According to Gong Xiaoshuang, one course of the Guiyuan Needle Technique required thirty-six needles. That was no small challenge for him.

The same went for this human.

"Let's see, the first needle goes into the Dazhui Acupoint..."

Chen Yu used the Object Manipulation Technique to control a stinger and drive it down.

It successfully pierced the flesh.

Uh... it went in, but it was crooked.

It was normal to lack experience the first time, he comforted himself.

"Again."

After the Stinger Bee pulled out the original stinger, Chen Yu drove in another.

The bad news was that it went crooked again.

After leaving five or six needle marks on the man in succession, he finally hit the right spot.

Then came the second needle, the third needle...

After working for most of the day, he finally placed all thirty-six needles where they belonged—at the cost of leaving fifty-six extra needle marks across the man's back.

"Whew... that wasn't easy. I hope I didn't needle this guy to death."

Chen Yu carefully checked his nose and mouth. Fortunately, he was still breathing, so the effort had not been in vain.

Next, he gathered the Spiritual Power circulating within him. The thirty-six stingers glimmered with faint, almost imperceptible dark light and trembled at high frequency, guiding the blocked life energy back into motion.

Beneath the tattered coat, Chen Yu saw the deadened flesh gradually soften as though thawing under the stimulation of Spiritual Power. The cold gray-white faded, and a faint flush of color struggled to spread.

Would you look at that—these cultivation methods really could treat such difficult and complicated illnesses.

But this was only the first course of treatment. If he did not continue receiving treatment, the strange illness would still recur.

Chen Yu remained wary of the humans here and had no intention of revealing his true form for now.

Seeing the man's complexion gradually recover and realizing that he was about to wake up, Chen Yu left behind only a "deposit" and a few transmitted words before departing.

Who knew how long passed before the cold, damp sensation awakened Yano.

He abruptly opened his eyes, gasping for air, his heart pounding wildly. In his muddled mind, the demon's echo was as clear as a brand:

"Kehehe, I'll take your soul."

"Take my gifts and go back... When you return next time, remember to bring Demi-human Language Books, Common Language Books, Ink for Writing Magic, Cream Cake, chocolate, candy..."