Chapter 2590 - 2564: Stealthy

It’s impossible to use a few tubes, so Teacher Mo directly put two tubes in the classroom as teaching materials, but only allowed Manbao to take one.

He said, "Though the recipe is mine, the potion cannot be abused, and if there’s more, the main system will warn us when it discovers it."

Through the gifting of materials and exchange of goods in the classroom, according to Teacher Mo’s knowledge, only Zhou Man among so many system hosts is like this, which is considered outside the regulatory oversight of the alliance. Therefore, to maintain a steady flow, he thinks they can’t make too big movements to avoid more people discovering this.

What if it’s sealed off?

About being discovered by more people, because previously many people knew when they exchanged meteorites through classroom materials, both those who should know and those who should not.

Moreover, this privilege was expanded by request from the alliance and the main system.

But now the meteorites have long been cleaned up, and even some study results have been achieved, no one thinks about closing this privilege.

Since they don’t think about it, Teacher Mo naturally pretends to know nothing.

Based on Zhou Man’s world’s technological level, this kind of potion can’t be listed as teaching materials. If a host insists on learning, they can only see it through projection, not contact the actual object.

If she wants to buy it, she can only do so through the encyclopedia and the mall; besides the value of the goods, she also has to pay a lot of technology tax.

Manbao was persuaded by Teacher Mo. For a steady flow, she compared the two suspended teaching material tubes for a long time but couldn’t really tell which one had more, so she asked Teacher Mo, "Which tube has more potion?"

Teacher Mo: "...Both are standard-fill, don’t worry, there’s none less." Naturally, there’s also none more.

Manbao helplessly reached out and took one tube.

Manbao opened her eyes leaning against the headboard, reached out from under her sleeve to take a look, a tube of green potion was held in her palm.

Manbao turned to look at the tightly frowned Young Master Zheng.

He probably wasn’t feeling well either, that’s why even in a coma, his brows were tightly furrowed.

So pitiful...

Manbao thought, a favored child of heaven beaten like this might muddle through without waking up.

Manbao got up, touched his forehead, then roamed the room. An assistant, two palace maids, and two attendants all looked at her.

Manbao turned and circled twice, pinched the potion in her palm, and still turned to the medical assistant, "Go decoct a bowl of Clear Relieving Soup again."

The medical assistant responded and turned away.

The palace maids and attendants busied themselves, preparing to administer the medicine.

A full bowl of soup was presented. Just smelling it felt bitter.

Manbao poured half a bowl and handed the half bowl to the palace maids and attendants, "Administer it."

She watched them administer the medicine in person and thought if there’s no relief after half an hour and the fever continues, she would give him half a tube of potion with the remaining half bowl of soup.

Teacher Mo affirmed her thought, saying, "Very good; Clear Relieving Soup will be effective. Just seeing if its effect is faster than the onset of poison."

Ancient Chinese medicine categorizes Young Master Zheng’s condition as a warm disease, belonging to heat poison. Heat poison can spread like a gentle fire or a raging inferno. There are varying degrees, depending on whether the ingested medicine detoxifies faster or it spreads quicker.

"Clear Relieving Soup is fitting for the symptoms. You can administer it with the potion..." Though it might not be too favorable for the liver and kidneys, it’s okay, just pay attention to post-restoration care.

At this point, Manbao and her team treat illnesses with little regard for after-effects as his life is barely preserved.

For the next half hour, Manbao watched Young Master Zheng without blinking, touching his forehead twice within a quarter of an hour.

If Lord Bai hadn’t been more handsome than Young Master Zheng, and knowing the sentiment between Lord Zhou and Lord Bai, the medical assistant might have suspected if Lord Zhou had a fondness for this Young Master Zheng.

He spat at himself in his heart, thinking Lord Zhou indeed deserves such achievements at a young age; look at this case history and his obsession with patients, he’s truly unparalleled.

Thinking this way, he also tried to stare wide-eyed at Young Master Zheng, hoping to see something from him.

Besides Young Master Zheng’s increasingly reddening face, he saw nothing else.

Growing redder... The medical assistant widened his eyes, immediately jumped up, pointed at Young Master Zheng, and was about to shout when Manbao already cast him a glance and lowered her voice, "What’s the panic? It’s just a fever acting up; fetch ice blocks to cool it down."

With that, she grabbed the medicine from the table and turned to go out, instructing the palace maids and attendants inside, "Prepare to administer medication, I’m going to warm the medicine."

Everyone then busied themselves, the assistant went to get ice blocks to cool him down.

Manbao poured the medicine back into the pot to warm it, glanced around, let Keke help keep watch, then faced away from the door and carefully opened the potion. She weighed it but didn’t pour all, only half, stored the remaining half in the spatial tube.

Manbao poured the warmed medicine into a bowl, the originally green potion on the bowl bottom immediately mixed with the earth-toned Clear Relieving Soup.

Manbao stirred with a spoon, closely examined and saw no abnormalities, then handed it over to the attendant to administer.

The medical assistant was very concerned; mainly, half an hour ago, half a bowl of medicine had no effect, administering now might not be very effective, so he asked Manbao, "Should we wake Dr. Liu and the institute chief?"

Manbao opened the needle bag, "Let’s wait a bit, I’ll administer acupuncture to effectively speed up the medicine’s effect."

Only then did the medical assistant calm down, laid the ice bag down, stepped forward to gently open his clothes to allow Zhou Man to administer acupuncture.

After a set of needles was done, Manbao and the medical assistant found him sweating, immediately covering him with a quilt and wiping him with a cloth towel.

This naturally fell to the medical assistant.

As he wiped and felt his temperature, he was amazed, "Dr. Zhou, the temperature is really dropping."

He mused, "Perhaps at the first dosage, we should have combined acupuncture to accelerate the medicine’s effect."

Manbao contemplated quietly; this method was actually used during the day, but the effect wasn’t too great, so it comes down to the restoration of the potion.

Manbao sighed inwardly, it seems severe cranial injuries are challenging to treat; if encountering such patients again, unless the condition is somewhat mild, otherwise relying solely on medicinal soup and acupuncture might struggle to save lives.

The medical assistant felt his temperature dropping further, gradually returning to normal, while by now, only about twenty minutes had passed since medication, he looked to Zhou Man, seeing her also pondering, dared not disturb her.

Manbao checked Young Master Zheng’s pulse, confirmed improvement, then returned to the table, took the white water from the teacup, poured some into the inkstone, picked up an ink stick to grind ink.

This time, having "external help," if without it... still need to try hard to treat.

Manbao pondered carefully, actually, this case also had mistakes on their part, had they emptied the room initially, maintained the room’s dryness and cleanliness then fumigated with mugwort, cangzhu, and realgar water, even in springtime, perhaps it could slow down the heat poison, who knows if they could snatch people back from death’s door?

Manbao put down the ink stick, took a pen, reviewed these days’ treatments, noting down inadequacies in this handling, warning future individuals.