Lifespan? Lifespan could actually be made into pills?
Qu Zan looked at the ox-horn medicine container with some disbelief. But seeing how Zhulin's complexion had improved considerably despite her grievous injuries, he had no choice but to believe it.
"Can you live forever if you take these lifespan pills?" Qu Zan asked.
Zhulin shook her head and said, "One pill extends your life by a year. But my body is damaged now, like shattered porcelain. Even if you pour the water of life into it, it will keep flowing out.
"It would be best to enter Corpse Camel Temple before the water of life runs dry. Your temple's Secret Medical Institute should have a way to treat me."
Qu Zan shook the ox-horn medicine container, and a rattling came from within. There were not many pills left.
"Then shall we find a Tantric Physician to examine you in the next town?" Qu Zan asked. He could recognize some tantric medicines, but he knew very little about treating illnesses.
"It's no use. That would only waste time. An ordinary village physician cannot cure my illness. It would take at least a Menrampa Geshe." Zhulin shook her head.
Menrampa Geshe was a Geshe degree awarded after prolonged study of tantric medicine at the medical colleges of the major monasteries.
Zhulin's skin was fair, a sickly porcelain white without a trace of blood beneath it. Her arms and back were covered in gaping wounds, the flesh curling outward.
The ruptures all extended from the inside out. The strange iron bars that had been there before had vanished, leaving hollow channels, hideous and terrifying.
To keep fabric from sticking to her wounds, Zhulin had left half her body unclothed. Her skin was dazzlingly white and smooth, without a trace of excess flesh, her exquisite