Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

Hei Jiu walked very slowly along the way.

It wasn't the slowness of an elderly person with unsteady legs, but rather that every step felt like walking through a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, a staggering and unsteady gait.

Wu Liang walked ahead, carrying the medicine bag, glancing back at him every now and then.

The old man's face was deathly pale, his lips were black, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing faintly, yet there was not a trace of pain on his face.

No shouting, no panting, no groaning.

He didn't even frown.

Wu Liang felt a little uneasy.

That's really ruthless!

Sword energy severing veins, lightning and fire backlashing, and that eerie death aura gnawing at bones... If it were Wu Liang, he'd probably be lying on the ground, clinging to someone's leg and begging for forgiveness.

That old codger is something else, walking like he's strolling through the streets.

We just strolled around a bit too slowly.

"Old Black".

Wu Liang couldn't help but speak up, "If you're in pain, just let out a sound. I'm a very considerate person; I can find you a car."

Hei Jiu lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

"My name isn't Lao Hei."

"What's it called?"

"Black Nine".

"Oh, Old Black Nine."

Hei Jiu: "..."

He couldn't be bothered with this kid.

Wu Liang chuckled and didn't provoke him any further. He led his men around several streets and soon arrived at the side gate of the Bei Yong Prince's Mansion.

The Prince's Mansion was very large.

Ahead is the main gate of the Prince's Mansion, imposing and awe-inspiring. Ordinary people would be questioned about their ancestors for eighteen generations if they even got a few steps closer, let alone go inside.

Wu Liang lived in a secluded courtyard on the outskirts of the Prince's mansion, and usually entered and exited through a side gate. Although it wasn't as heavily guarded as the inner palace, it was still the Prince's mansion of Bei Yong, and not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could be brought in.

Sure enough, as soon as they reached the side gate, two guards stopped them.

"Dr. Wu the Miracle Doctor".

One of them first bowed, then his gaze fell on Hei Jiu, and he frowned, "Who is this?"

Hei Jiu's appearance really doesn't seem like that of a respectable person.

He was disheveled, dressed in tattered clothes, his face was as white as a dead man, and he smelled of blood and burnt flesh.

People would believe it if you said it was a corpse picked up from the roadside.

Wu Liang immediately showed a compassionate expression and sighed softly.

"Ugh."

That sigh was perfectly timed.

Both guards were taken aback.

Wu Liang pointed at Hei Jiu and said in a somber tone, "This is the patient I met at the entrance of Jishi Hall just now. He is terminally ill and on the verge of death, but he was kicked out of the pharmacy because he had no money to buy medicine."

At this point, Wu Liang shook his head again.

"As you all know, I, Wu Liang, can't stand this kind of thing."

"Doctors have the hearts of parents."

"I saw that he was all alone and terminally ill. If we didn't take care of him, he probably wouldn't make it through the night. I couldn't bear it, so I thought of bringing him back and trying to save him."

Hei Jiu, standing behind, felt his eyelids twitch violently.

Can't bear to do it?

Doctors have the heart of parents?

Who was it that forced me to sign a three-year servant contract?

This kid is truly...shameless!

The two guards were clearly taken aback by Wu Liang's words.

Their gazes toward Wu Liang suddenly held a newfound respect.

However, respect is one thing, rules are another.

One of them looked troubled. "Dr. Wu, we naturally admire your kindness and skill. However, the Prince's residence is not like an outside pharmacy. This person's background is unknown. If we rashly bring him in, what if something goes wrong..."

"I understand, I understand."

Wu Liang nodded repeatedly, appearing very agreeable. "How about this, you go and invite Butler Yan over? I should also tell Butler Yan."

Upon hearing this, the guard immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please wait a moment, Physician Wu."

Soon after, hurried footsteps could be heard from inside.

Yan Hai practically ran out.

The person arrived before the voice did.

"Dr. Wu! Dr. Wu!"

The old man's face was flushed, and his beard trembled with excitement. "The medicinal herbs and processing tools you requested this morning have all been sent to your courtyard!"

"Alchemy furnace, mortar and pestle, charcoal fire, porcelain bottle, copper pot, medicine sieve... everything you can think of, I've prepared for you. Please go and see if you're satisfied. If anything is missing, I'll get it immediately!"

Wu Liang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Good guy.

No wonder he is the chief steward of the Prince's mansion.

This efficiency is damn reliable!

His face remained calm as he nodded slightly: "Steward Yan, you've gone to so much trouble."

"Not at all! It's all what I should do!"

Yan Hai waved his hand, then noticed Hei Jiu beside him.

"Huh? Who is this?"

Wu Liang sighed again.

Upon hearing this sigh, Hei Jiu's eye twitched again.

Here it comes again.

Sure enough, Wu Liang immediately put on a compassionate expression.

"Steward Yan, this is the patient I met at the entrance of the Jishi Pharmacy. He is seriously ill and not long for life, but he has no money for treatment and was kicked out of the pharmacy."

"I felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to watch him die, so I thought I would bring him back to save him."

"I was just unaware of the rules of the Prince's residence, which is why I troubled you to make this trip."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hai was immediately filled with respect!

The way he looked at Wu Liang was as if he were looking at a radiant Bodhisattva.

"Dr. Wu, oh Dr. Wu!"

Yan Hai's voice trembled with excitement, "Today I truly understand why the people call you the 'Merciful and Compassionate Young Master'!"

"Most people would avoid such a patient like the plague. Yet you were willing to personally bring him back for treatment. This kindness, this magnanimity... I admire you so much!"

Wu Liang waved his hand modestly.

"Steward Yan, you flatter me. I was merely fulfilling my duty as a doctor."

Hei Jiu listened from the side with a blank expression.

He sneered inwardly.

What a fine example of fulfilling one's duty as a doctor.

If this kid were to enter Youdu, with just that mouth of his, he could probably fool all those spies from the Wangchuan Palace.

Yan Hai turned to the guard and said, "Since this is a patient brought by Physician Wu for treatment, let him pass. This person will stay in the outer courtyard for now and will not enter the inner palace, so it's fine."

The guard responded immediately.

"Yes."

Wu Liang smiled and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Steward Yan."

"Don't flatter me, Dr. Wu!"

Yan Hai quickly stepped aside, "Quickly, please! I'll take you to see the medicinal herbs and equipment."

Wu Liang nodded and glanced back at Hei Jiu.

"Let's go, Old Black."

Hei Jiu coldly replied, "Hei Jiu."

"Got it, Old Black."

Hei Jiu took a deep breath.

Forget it.

He should not get angry now.

Sooner or later, he'll teach this kid a lesson about what it means to make a fool of yourself.

The group entered the outer perimeter of the Prince's Mansion.

After passing through several courtyards, we finally returned to Wu Liang's secluded little courtyard.

The courtyard was very quiet.

One of the previously empty rooms has now been vacated.

The door was wide open, and as soon as Wu Liang entered, his eyes lit up.

Good guy.

The alchemy furnace was placed against the wall, with a small pile of high-quality silver wire charcoal next to it.

The mortar and pestle, copper pot, porcelain bottle, fine sieve, medicine knife, wooden frame, and gauze were all readily available.

Several large boxes were neatly arranged against the wall, filled with medicinal herbs.

This is hardly something that was prepared on short notice.

This is practically a miniature alchemy room built for him!

Yan Hai stood to the side, his face full of anticipation.

"Dr. Wu, please take a look, is this suitable?"

Wu Liang nodded slowly.

"good."

He paused, then added, "Very good."

Yan Hai immediately beamed with joy.

"That's good, that's good!"

Hei Jiu stood at the door, glanced at the utensils in the room, and then looked at Wu Liang.

The kid said he was saving someone.

But the things in this room didn't look like they were prepared just to save a dying old man like him.

interesting.

This so-called compassionate young master probably has quite a few secrets.

……