mtl008 Chapter 464: Cutting Off the Root
Chapter 464: Cutting Off the Root
"Come on! Come on! My door is not strong, please don't break it."
The old doctor with a worried look on his face quickly stuffed the patient's freshly washed clothes into the stove and set them on fire. Then he picked up a bamboo stick by the door, supported his body tremblingly and moved towards the door, then slowly opened it.
"My fellow warriors, you have..."
Seeing a group of strong men blocking the door, the old doctor's voice trembled slightly.
One of the burly men, carrying a large backpack, strode forward, grabbed the old doctor by the collar, and asked in a stern voice.
"Old man, have you seen anyone with a leg injury recently?"
"It should be a master and a servant, and the one who got hurt was the delicate and tender young master from a wealthy family."
Before the old doctor could reply, a scimitar with a cold glow was placed directly on his neck.
"Old man, we asked around when we got here, and you're the only one practicing medicine around here."
"If you don't tell the truth, you'll lose your head."
They had never dared to be so arrogant in the territory of foreign races before, but after the prince returned at the beginning of the year, their attitude towards foreigners had changed significantly.
Only then did they pass on the news that the Dog Prince was on patrol, and the prince ordered them to find an opportunity to intercept and kill him, and make sure to bring the person back, regardless of whether he is dead or alive.
Now the alien army has also sent people to look for the master and servant, and they must find them first.
The old doctor was trembling with fear at this sudden threat.
As soon as he heard what these evil men said, he knew that the young man lying unconscious on the bed was most likely the person they were looking for.
The scimitar on the neck is obviously a weapon only possessed by foreigners.
The border is often invaded by foreign nations, and the people living here are troubled.
In just a few breaths, the old doctor made a decision.
He suppressed the fear in his heart and shook his head quickly.
"Brave...brave man...I was lucky enough to work as a pharmacist in a medical clinic. I usually make a living by fooling the neighbors. Even if the young master of this wealthy family has poor eyesight, he will not patronize my medicine room."
"How about we look somewhere else?"
As soon as the old doctor finished speaking, the strong man who was pulling his collar changed his expression.
He raised his foot and was about to kick, but was stopped by the man with the machete.
"Business is important, don't cause trouble. All of you go in and search!"
Anyone who had been here would have left traces, and he didn't believe that he couldn't catch the cunning master and servant.
Hearing the leader's order, the others rushed into the house.
In a hurry, the old doctor handed a patched purse to the servant.
"Sir, this is my savings from many years of hard work. Could you please, no matter what you see in this room, please don't drag me to see the authorities?"
The leader put away his scimitar, took the purse handed to him by the old doctor, tossed it upwards, and asked with interest.
"What evil thing have you done?"
"Old old man... old old man..."
The old doctor hesitated and refused to speak.
Seeing his indecisive look, the leader was so angry that he drew his scimitar again.
At this time, a man ran out of the house and whispered something in his ear, which frightened him so much that the scimitar in his hand almost fell to the ground.
The leader walked around the old doctor and gave him a thumbs up.
"You are this."
He had long heard that foreigners were extravagant, but he never expected that some people would secretly follow the example of the dog emperor and secretly keep eunuchs.
This really opened his eyes!
The leader patted the old doctor on the shoulder and looked at him with ill intent.
"Old man, you built the medical hut far away from the village just to make things easier, right?"
"My brave man, you have a keen eye. Nothing the old man did escapes your scrutiny."
The old doctor bent over and flattered, not daring to look up at the people in front of him, for fear of angering these inhuman villains.
"Don't be afraid, old man. We brothers have the greatest respect for craftsmen, but your knife skills seem a little rusty. I used to work on a... a grassland, and I learned a pretty good skill at castrating livestock."
The leader took the old doctor's arm and walked inside.
"Come on, let me show you how to do it, and you can learn from me..."
"This bottle of medicine is the secret medicine of the grassland. Just a little bit will make you feel no pain and allow you to do whatever you want."
He flicked some powder into Prince Guo's mouth, then took out a small black knife and slashed it between Prince Guo's legs with quick, fierce and accurate movements.
"Old man, please watch carefully. You must strike quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately. Only by cutting it off completely at the root can you put your noble master at ease."
The hot blood splashing on his face frightened the old doctor so much that he couldn't speak clearly: "This...this..."
"Old man, hurry up and apply some medicine to stop the bleeding. If he dies, you'll be at a huge loss."
The leader touched the thigh of the lying person and sighed in his heart that the dog king was really good at running, otherwise he really wanted to experience the feeling of being a castrated person.
Then he patted the old doctor's face and said, "Old man, you have a good job to make money. Keep up the good work!"
"I have something important to do today. I'll come back to see you when I'm free."
The leader waved his hand, and the other strong men who were drooling over the people lying on the bamboo couch with their eyes closed went forward one by one and touched them several times before walking out of the medicine house cursing.
The old doctor felt like the sky was falling when he saw the patient who had lost a lot of blood.
He changed from his previous weakness and skillfully applied medicine and bandaged the patient, and even changed his clothes into a set of coarse linen.
About half an hour later, A Jin came in riding a fast horse and carrying a big bag.
As soon as he entered the room, he noticed that his master's clothes were different from before he left. His eyes, as sharp as knives, swept towards the man who was boiling medicine under the eaves.
"Old sir, why have my young master's clothes been replaced?"
There was even a lingering smell of blood in the room. A Jin suspected that the old man was up to something bad, so he gripped the sword at his waist while questioning him.
If this old guy doesn't behave himself, he will kill him with one sword.
The master can't stand any more trouble.
"Sir, not long after you left, the young master started twitching. Seeing that he was in pain, I re-examined the wound and found that blood was oozing out again, so I cleaned it up."
The old doctor continued to explain without stopping the palm-leaf fan he was using to fan the fire.
"I just changed into this dress. If I hadn't been busy changing the medicine for your young master, this medicine would have been ready long ago."
After listening to his explanation, A Jin put the sword back into the scabbard.
"Then I'll trouble you, old man. I bought some mutton. Could I borrow your kitchen?"
The old doctor pointed casually and went into the house to get some medicinal herbs.
"These herbs will make the mutton more nourishing, and the soup made from it will be perfect for your young master to enjoy."
After thanking him, A Jin went straight to the kitchen, and he kept an eye on the movements under the eaves.
This old man witnessed his master's miserable state and made sure to shut him up forever before leaving...