The original god of the Jyota Jinchūriki

Chapter 242: Manye in One Cup
"Bai Shu, Bai Shu, hurry up and save him!"

Bai Zhu, who had just got up, had just put the toothbrush in his mouth when he heard someone outside the Bubu Lu calling his name. Out of the professional ethics of a doctor, he ignored the toothpaste and foam in his mouth, put on a piece of clothes, and hurriedly opened the door of the Bubu Lu.

"Traveler? Paimon? What happened to you two? Are you hurt anywhere?"

After opening the door of Bubu Lu, Bai Shu found Ying and Paimong standing outside. Seeing Ying and Paimong looking breathless, Bai Shu subconsciously picked up the bandages and hemostatic ointment placed aside. For some unknown reason, this traveler had been like a madman these days, completing difficult commissions frantically and ended up with injuries every time.

After treating this traveler several times, because the injuries he suffered were always external injuries, Bai Zhu now habitually took out medicines for treating external injuries whenever he saw this traveler.

However, the traveler today did not seem to have any external injuries. Moreover, his clothes were clean and tidy, and he did not look like he had just fought and came to him for treatment of his wounds.

Bai Shu pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. The rising sun shone on Bai Shu's glasses. Hidden under the gleaming lenses were Bai Shu's slightly puzzled eyes. Bai Shu was very sure that he had not heard wrongly just now. Someone was calling his name and asking him to save his life. But if Bulu went out, there would be no other traveler in front of him.

Could it be that this traveler has suffered a serious internal injury? With doubts in his heart, Bai Shu looked up and down at Ying again. Although Ying was sweating and panting, from Bai Shu's professional point of view, Ying was very healthy. As for Paimeng, Bai Shu thought that his medical skills were not yet at the level of being able to treat fairies.

"Um, traveler, where exactly are you injured?"

"me..."

Maybe she ran too fast, Ying was panting heavily when she spoke, and she repeated the word "I" many times but no other word came out of her mouth.

"Hmph, I think this traveler is suffering from kidney deficiency. Baizhu, you just need to prescribe some medicine to treat kidney deficiency. I don't think anything else is necessary."

Changsheng, who was awakened by Ying's cry early in the morning, gave advice in a bad mood, "If you are really sick, it's fine, but this traveler in front of you doesn't look like a patient at all. What is he here for, if not to cause trouble?"

"Changsheng, please do not be rude. Traveler, please speak slowly and calm down without rushing."

I don’t know if it was because Bai Zhu’s words took effect or because Ying’s physical strength had improved recently, but after taking deep breaths for more than ten seconds, Ying’s violently heaving chest gradually calmed down.

"Bai Shu, come and see what happened to Wan Ye. Wait, Wan Ye!"

Ying, who spoke more fluently, pointed at the gate of Bulu. Only then did Ying realize that she was so busy catching her breath that she didn't notice that Wan Ye was trapped behind the gate of Bulu. Without thinking too much, Ying hurriedly pushed open the door of Bulu, and a young man dressed in Inazuma's clothes appeared in Bai Zhu's sight.

"Quick, take the patient to the bed, Traveler, tell me about this patient's condition."

Realizing that the real patient was not Ying, the traveler, Bai Zhu hurriedly asked Ying to move the young man to Bubu Lu. When the door was knocked on but there was no response, Bai Zhu felt heavy-hearted.

Beside the bed, Bai Zhu sat on a chair and took the pulse of the young man. While taking the pulse, Bai Zhu listened to Ying talking about the boy's condition before he fell into a coma. However, the more Bai Zhu listened, the more his brows furrowed. Until Ying finished talking, Bai Zhu asked uncertainly.

"Traveler, are you sure that this young man named Wan Ye only drank a glass of wine before he passed out? Didn't he eat anything else? Like colorful mushrooms?" "No, Big Sister Beidou asked me to take Wan Ye around Liyue Harbor this morning, so I took him to try some fruit wine at a tea stand, but he didn't eat anything else. And Wan Ye only drank one bowl of the fruit wine, but I drank several bowls and was fine."

After thinking carefully about the place where she took Wan Ye this morning, Ying was sure that Wan Ye had not eaten anything else. Looking at Wan Ye lying unconscious on the bed, Ying couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What is going on? It should have been a happy thing to win the championship and a large prize money in the martial arts competition hosted by Big Sister Beidou, but now this kind of thing happened. Now, she can't be happy at all.

Before this, she had never heard Big Sister Beidou say that Manye had any hidden diseases. Could it be that Manye was allergic to alcohol? That was not right. In other worlds, she had seen what people with alcohol allergies looked like after drinking. Manye's symptoms did not seem like an allergy to alcohol.

Ying, feeling unsure, sighed heavily. How come all these things always happen to her? When Wan Ye went to chase the thief yesterday, he didn't look sick at all. Why did he collapse today?

After a while, Bai Zhu took his hand away from Wan Ye's wrist, and facing Ying's expectant eyes, Bai Zhu said softly.

"This patient's condition does not require treatment. You can take him away later."

"what!!!"

Bai Zhu's words were like a bolt from the blue. Ying almost fell to the ground because she couldn't stand steadily. Didn't she just take Wan Ye to drink a bowl of fruit wine? What kind of disease did Wan Ye have? Why did Bai Zhu just give up on treatment?

"Well, Baizhu, how about you prescribe some medicine? Mora or something is not a problem."

Ying wanted Baizhu to prescribe some medicine with a trembling voice. What if Wanye woke up after drinking the medicine? With this fluke mentality, Ying turned her attention to Baizhu again.

"Prescribe some medicine? That's fine, but Mora doesn't need it. I'll ask Qiqi to make a bowl of hangover soup for this young man later."

"Thank you, thank you... Wait, hangover soup???"

Ying realized that Wan Ye was not suffering from an incurable disease but was drunk. He stared at Bai Zhu with wide eyes. Bai Zhu touched his chin and spoke with a little confusion.

"Yes, hangover soup. This guy must be drunk. But he is quite unusual. From your description, he got drunk after drinking a bowl of fruit wine. I have been a doctor for so many years and I have never seen someone with such a low alcohol tolerance."

Bai Shu had heard of the name Beidou before. From Ying's description just now, it seemed that this young man named Wan Ye was on the Beidou ship. This made Bai Shu feel even more surprised. Logically speaking, people who sail on the sea all year round should have a good alcohol tolerance. Bai Shu had never heard of a sea man like Wan Ye who could get drunk after just one glass of wine.

"So Manye is drunk?"

Looking at Wan Ye lying on the hospital bed, Ying's mouth twitched unconsciously. Wow, it turns out that there are people in Teyvat who get drunk after just one drink.

(End of this chapter)