How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH47

Chapter 47

It was only a small incident, and Ye Yumeng did not take it to heart. Following his original plan, he posted the precautions for practicing the health exercise in the pinned comment section.

As for the step-by-step follow-along version, that would have to wait a little longer.

Soon, it was time to get off work.

After dinner, Ye Yumeng went straight to the dorm building and picked up his deliveries from the dorm supervisor.

But to his surprise, besides the materials he had just bought for making sachets, there was also an unfamiliar package.

He opened it and found a new model of clip-on earphones inside.

They were tiny, like two round magnets, and judging by the instruction diagram, they could fasten securely to the earlobes.

Not only could the earphones connect to the smartbrain for calls, they could also project the light screen directly in front of the wearer. That way, he would not need to keep raising his hand to adjust how far away the screen appeared.

The moment he saw this gift, Ye Yumeng immediately thought of Lu Qi, and quickly sent him a message to ask.

[Lu Qi]: Do you like it?
[Lu Qi]: It’s a gift for you.

When he saw the last two words, Ye Yumeng could not help grinning.

[Ye Yumeng]: I love it!

Carrying the packages in his arms, he returned to his dorm in great spirits. As soon as he opened the door and went in, the robot dog came over to greet him, and he could not help patting its head.

Ye Yumeng set the sachet-making materials and his backpack aside, then happily started fiddling with the earphones Lu Nanzhou had given him.

The small circular metal pieces were delicate and understated. He put them on and checked himself in the mirror, only to discover that his gradually lengthening hair could cover them perfectly.

Even if they were exposed, they were still so unobtrusive that they perfectly suited his wish to stay low-key.

After connecting them to his smartbrain, a light screen appeared directly in front of him. Once he adjusted the distance, it stayed fixed in place, and he could operate it directly from there.

The more Ye Yumeng looked at it, the more he liked it.

How was Lu Qi so good at giving gifts?

He amused himself with the new device for a while before finally getting down to business.

He first checked the materials for making the sachets. To keep costs down, each sachet was the smallest size, and the dried flowers used as filling were very cheap—a local flower called Mist Snow, whose fragrance had a calming, sleep-inducing effect.

Together with the pure wood paper used for drawing the calming talisman, the cost of each sachet was less than five Yaojin coins.

Ye Yumeng had bought ten little pouches in total, and once he finished stuffing them, half of the dried Mist Snow flowers were still left over.

He put the rest of the flowers away, then took out the Green Jade Brush and prepared to draw talismans.

But the moment he took the Green Jade Brush out, he let out a soft sound of surprise.

The purple flower pattern on the jade-green pen shaft was still there, but the color had faded considerably, leaving behind only the shape of the blossom.

Ye Yumeng quickly took out the Ziqiu flower he had previously placed inside. The flower, which had already been wilting, no longer retained the slightest trace of freshness.

Its petals and stem had completely lost their moisture and color, turning dry, yellow, and shriveled, as though it had been stored for many years.

Fresh flowers were never easy to preserve for long, so Ye Yumeng was not heartbroken over it—he only found it strange.

What was going on? This rate of withering was far too unnatural.

He studied the Green Jade Brush.

Besides being able to improve talisman quality, reduce his spiritual energy consumption, and provide a tiny spiritual storage space, it seemed to have some other effect as well…

Had the water and life force of the Ziqiu flower been absorbed by Green Jade Brush?

Before this, besides the Ziqiu flower, he had also placed the Flow Shadow Talisman infused with the Minor Rejuvenation Technique inside it, yet that talisman had shown no change.

Ye Yumeng thought for a moment, and his gaze fell on the Golden Hair Grass on the windowsill.

That spiritual plant had very strong vitality. Even though he had not taken much care of it, it was still in excellent condition, looking full of life.

Ye Yumeng walked over, carefully plucked off a leaf of the Golden Hair Grass, and placed it into the spirit-brush storage space.

Then he observed Green Jade Brush again.

This time, the flower-shaped mark on the pen shaft did not disappear. Instead, it slowly took on a green hue different from the shaft itself.

So it really had been absorbed by Green Jade Brush… But when he had put a talisman in there before, nothing like this had happened.

He observed for a while longer, but still could not figure it out.

He would just wait until tomorrow and see.

For now, Ye Yumeng put Green Jade Brush aside and took out the Crimson Ink, mixing it with spring water to the right consistency before dipping the brush and starting to draw.

With Green Jade Brush’s assistance, drawing the first calming talisman went very smoothly. Not only did it consume less spiritual energy than before, it also seemed to be of better quality.

Ye Yumeng drew three first, and by the time he had showered and tidied himself up, the ink had already dried completely.

He folded the calming talismans and tucked them into the sachets.

The calming talismans required spiritual energy to be activated; without him personally initiating them, they were just ordinary sachets.

In their unactivated state, the duration of the calming talismans depended on how well the materials could store spiritual energy, and that period would be a little longer.

Once activated, however, based on his previous tests, they would lose their effect in less than two days.

Hopefully this time, enhanced by Green Jade Brush, they would last longer.

Ye Yumeng made notes on them, then went on to draw Flow Shadow Talismans and infuse them with the Minor Rejuvenation Technique. Only when his spiritual energy was completely exhausted did he begin circulating his technique to recover.

Deep into the second half of the night, he finally opened his eyes again.

Feeling the abundant spiritual energy within him, Ye Yumeng stretched lazily and comfortably.

He cheerfully greeted Wugang, then went over to the dining table and opened the meal box waiting there.

Probably because his body was gradually improving under the nourishment of spiritual energy, his appetite had clearly increased. He often felt hungry after practicing at night, so he had packed a late-night meal to bring back.

The moment he opened the heated meal box, white steam billowed out, and the aroma spread through the whole room.

On the fragrant spiritual rice were laid tender, slippery shrimp, springy and juicy Black Jade meatballs, plump and soft grilled fish, and a generous heap of freshly stir-fried spiritual plants.

On such a cold late night, being able to eat a supper like this was true happiness.

Even though the texture of the spiritual plants had worsened a little from being kept warm so long, it did not diminish their value in the slightest. In the cultivation world, who knew how many spirit stones a meal like this would sell for?

And now, he could eat it for free!

The more he thought about it, the more his sense of happiness doubled.

After he had eaten every last grain of rice in the box, Ye Yumeng rubbed his stomach, handed the dishes to Wugang to deal with, then opened up the case notes.

The little rabbit’s condition still needed further observation. For now, the illness was stable. What remained was steady persistence, and then finding suitable herbs so he could make spiritual medicine for him.

As for modern pharmaceuticals, he simply did not have the time right now to study and understand their properties, so he was setting them aside for the moment.

As for the little lamb, there were already some leads on her condition, and all that remained was to test the results. As for the little snow ferret and the silver mouse, for now he could continue helping them eat…

The last one was Old Mister Yan. At the moment, all he could do was prolong his life. There was nothing more he could manage.

Thinking of that, Ye Yumeng took out a newly drawn Flow Shadow Talisman again and infused it with the Minor Rejuvenation Technique.

But after casting it once, he was forced to stop.

Even though the quality of the talismans had improved when made using Green Jade Brush, a single Flow Shadow Talisman could still store at most three uses of the Minor Rejuvenation Technique.

Still, the fact that it could transform spiritual energy into stored Minor Rejuvenation Techniques was already pretty good. If he found higher-grade materials later, it should improve even further.

Ye Yumeng made another Flow Shadow Talisman.

After infusing it with one more Minor Rejuvenation Technique, using up a total of thirty-five strands of spiritual energy, he stopped for the time being.

He stored the two Flow Shadow Talismans inside Green Jade Brush’s storage space, then lay down in the virtual holographic pod.

The moment he entered his personal virtual space, a system notification popped up. Quietly waiting in his virtual mailbox was a silver-white mask set with red, blue, and green gemstones.

It seemed to be the same style as Lu Qi’s black-and-gold mask—equally ornate, though this one looked more holy and radiant.

Especially the gemstones, which shimmered brilliantly and looked especially beautiful.

[If you don’t want to alter your appearance, wear this instead. —Lu Qi]

Ye Yumeng could not help smiling.

Besides the earphones, there had actually been another gift too? Lu Qi was really so thoughtful!

Ye Yumeng was delighted.

He had to prepare his own gift for Lu Qi. It might not be as expensive as the things Lu Qi gave him, but it was still his heartfelt intention.

He took out the mask and tried it on.

Probably because this was the virtual world, the mask felt as though it did not exist at all once it was on. It was not uncomfortable in the slightest.

That meant there was no need to adjust his appearance now.

Ye Yumeng sent Lu Qi a reply, then started recording the detailed step-by-step health exercise follow-along video.

The routine had been taught to him by the old medical cultivator.

As a child, he had wandered the streets, and had even once been swallowed by a giant python. By the time he was rescued, he was already on the verge of death. Even after a long period of recovery, his body had remained terribly weak.

So the old medical cultivator had taught him this exercise and told him to practice it every day.

At first, he could only endure it for one quarter of an hour per day. By the end, he had been able to keep at it for one or two hours daily. His body had grown stronger and stronger, laying the foundation for him to eventually travel the continent.

As Ye Yumeng recalled each movement, it felt as though he had returned once more to those days living in Medicine Valley.

Those days had not been easy, but with the old medical cultivator and Xueqiu there, they were still among the most unforgettable parts of his life…

At last, he drew the exercise to a close.

Normally, the full routine only took twenty-five minutes to perform, but the breakdown version took a full two hours.

Ye Yumeng had no idea whether his viewers would have the patience to keep watching, but in the process of explaining it, he himself had gained some new insight.

Perhaps that was what people meant by reviewing the old to understand the new.

Once the upload finished, Ye Yumeng left the virtual pod. After meditating until his spiritual energy was full again, he picked up the Golden Hair Grass and left the dormitory.

The first thing Shi Yichun did when he opened his eyes that morning was to turn on his smartbrain and check on his daughter’s ward.

Seeing that everything in the room was unchanged, he did not know whether he ought to feel relieved or disappointed.

After staring at his daughter for a while, Shi Yichun got up, washed up, then left the staff dormitory to begin another busy day.

In the hallway, he ran into two colleagues.

Naturally, such a large hospital district as the Royal Sanatorium could not possibly have only one gardener.

Like him, his coworkers were all family members of patients in the Royal Sanatorium. Since they needed to remain nearby for long-term care, they had simply found work within the sanatorium.

The three exchanged greetings, then went downstairs in silence. Their footsteps were heavy with fatigue, the atmosphere dull and muted. None of them had much desire to talk.

It was obvious enough that none of them had received any good news lately.

Just as they were about to step out of the elevator, one older man with graying hair said to Shi Yichun, “As for the plant king specimen you asked me to help find yesterday, there are already some leads. It’s just that it’s on another planet…”

Interstellar transport was extremely harsh on advanced plants. On the one hand, the travel time was long; on the other, it was difficult to maintain the environmental conditions necessary for such a plant to survive.

It was expensive and troublesome, and in the end it might still come to nothing.

“Mm, thank you for the trouble, Elder Yu.” Whether it would help or not, Shi Yichun still wanted to try.

“No need to be polite.”

Elder Yu patted him on the shoulder and turned away. His back was slightly bent, and he looked deeply dispirited.

Like Shi Yichun, Elder Yu’s child had died in the war against the zergs. Now only his spouse remained, undergoing rehabilitation treatment in the Royal Sanatorium.

Shi Yichun sighed quietly, withdrew his gaze, and thought again of his own daughter.

He could only hope that what Doctor Ye had said was true. Even if it was only the faintest little bit of improvement, it would still…

??

Morning came, along with the usual bustle of daily work.

When Ye Yumeng arrived outside Room 501 in the Core Inpatient Department, he heard a voice speaking inside as soon as the door opened.

“Hanhan, do you still remember the place where our whole family used to live when you were little?”

Shi Yichun sat alone by the bedside with his back to the door. His voice was soft, but it carried a suppressed trace of tears.

“Because of those hateful zergs, we were forced to leave there.”

“Now the Imperial Army has already won our homeland back for us. Your mother… and your two older brothers…”

At this point, Shi Yichun found it difficult to go on.

His voice grew hoarse, and his shoulders shook. “I… I’ve sent them back… They’re waiting for us at home.”

“When you wake up, Daddy will take you back. We’ll go home and see them, alright?”

Clearly, Shi Yichun had taken Ye Yumeng’s “doctor’s orders” seriously and was now speaking to his daughter, trying to keep her here.

Ye Yumeng did not interrupt. Quietly, he stepped back into the corridor.

That truly was part of the treatment.

Under Aura Sight, the almost detached, faint spirit-shadow clinging to the little lamb had changed ever so slightly, which meant this method was effective.

The corridor was silent, with only caregiver robots making their patrols.

Ye Yumeng leaned against the wall, his back pressed to the cold metal surface, his mind replaying the scene he had just witnessed.

So that was what family affection looked like?

His memories of his own parents were already very distant—so distant that he could no longer remember what life had been like before wandering the streets, nor even recall his own background.

It seemed as though he had been drifting alone ever since he could remember, fated in the end to die alone in the midst of wandering…

“Buzz—”

At that moment, the smartbrain on his wrist gave a light vibration.

Ye Yumeng came back to himself and was about to lower his head to check it when he suddenly remembered something. He lifted a hand and touched the clip-on earphone attached to his ear.

A light screen appeared before him, and the newly received message unfolded automatically.

[Lu Qi]: Tonight, will you summon me?

Ye Yumeng blinked, then counted on his fingers. If he calculated it exactly, tonight would indeed be seven full days since the last time he had used the Soul Summoning Art.

[Ye Yumeng]: Mm-hm!
[Ye Yumeng]: I’ll try and see if it works!

Since he had used spiritual energy in between to summon Lu Qi, he did not know whether the once-every-seven-days restriction of the Soul Summoning Art would start counting over again.

[Lu Qi]: Good.

Looking at the simple message, Ye Yumeng still could not help smiling.

He really hoped he would be able to see Lu Qi tonight!

Ye Yumeng sent back a “looking forward to it” sticker, then closed the light screen and temporarily left Room 501, heading for the wards of the little snow ferret and the silver mouse.

Today they had obediently stayed in their rooms waiting for him, so they were not together.

He first fed the little snow ferret a couple of bites, then, under its reluctant gaze, left for the next room.

When he entered, the atmosphere was not very pleasant.

The little silver mouse was chittering loudly, the sound sharp and piercing, while Gan Xiaoyang was trying to soothe him, though with little effect.

“What happened?”

The moment his voice sounded, the agitated, irritable little mouse quieted slightly.

Ye Yumeng walked over to Gan Xiaoyang’s side and heard him say bitterly, “Nothing much. He’s having a waking-up fit.”

The little silver mouse, who had been standing upright on the cushion, slowly lay back down. His nose twitched, and the black-bean-like eyes on his face turned dazed.

“So fragrant…”

He murmured softly. The shrill pain and agitation from before vanished at once, and he just stared blankly at Ye Yumeng.

Ye Yumeng tilted his head and studied him for a couple of moments, then set down the meal box and scooped the fluffy little thing into his hands, rubbing him all over.

The little furball was soft and fluffy. Because of malnutrition, his fur was still somewhat sparse, but that did not really affect the feel of it. Once he was properly nourished, he would definitely feel even better to pet.

Under the temptation of good food, the silver mouse gradually came fully awake.

Since he already viewed Ye Yumeng with friendliness and fondness from the previous feeding—and since he assumed this sort of handling was simply part of the treatment—he did not resist in the slightest.

Only when the ticklishness became too much did he wave a little paw and laugh, calling out “Doctor Ye.”

Watching all this from the side, Gan Xiaoyang’s eyes widened, and he could not help revealing a look of envy.

This difference in treatment was way too big, wasn’t it?

Damn it—who here wasn’t a fluffy-thing enthusiast?

And yet, despite usually being gentle and shy, the silver mouse would not let him pet him at all. Not even touching his head was permitted, because he considered himself a grown-up already—

Even though, according to Yaojin Empire law, he still had at least another ten years to go before adulthood.

And whenever the little mouse got angry, one had to be careful not to get scratched or bitten. Who would dare stroke the tiger’s whiskers then? That would only make his mood worse.

Jealous!

Gan Xiaoyang watched sourly from the side.

At last, Ye Yumeng set the silver mouse back down and opened the meal box for him to eat.

The box was filled to the brim. Besides meat, there was spiritual rice and spiritual plants as well, all very beneficial to his condition.

“Wuwu, it smells so good!”

Only when the delicious food actually entered his mouth did the little silver mouse finally believe that everything that happened yesterday had not been a dream.

He had really eaten unimaginably delicious food, and from now on he could eat it often!

Ahh, wuwuwu…

He had thought before that he would spend the rest of his life eating nutrient paste and liquid food QAQ

Seeing the little silver mouse eating until tears filled his eyes, Ye Yumeng could not help extending a finger and gently rubbing the top of his head in comfort.

The little fellow immediately pressed his little head against the tip of Ye Yumeng’s finger and rubbed against it.

So cute.

Once the silver mouse had eaten enough food to equal two or three times his own body volume, Ye Yumeng stopped him and began using the Digestion-Boosting, Fluid-Generating Art on him.

This time he had not eaten until his stomach hurt, so the whole process was very comfortable for Zhang Zhuyu. By the end, his eyes had even begun to droop sleepily.

Of course, that was only almost asleep.

Because of his spiritual power disorder, his sleep quality was very poor. Even when he was extremely tired, it was hard for him to actually fall asleep. Only when he was exhausted to the limit could he finally pass out.

And even after falling asleep, he was still tormented by chaotic dreams—sometimes after taking medicine he could sleep, but he would have blood-curdling nightmares, so it never amounted to genuine rest.

It was only because his spiritual power rank was high that he had not truly collapsed under this constant torment. Even so, his body kept growing weaker and his energy worsened day by day…

Now, however, as the little silver mouse squinted in comfort, although his head still hurt a little, he felt far better than usual.

Once his stomach had been massaged, he felt himself being set back onto the cushion. Then something was gently hung around his neck.

The moment it touched him, a vague thought flashed through Zhang Zhuyu’s mind.

What was that?

It smelled nice. Such a pleasant scent.

He wanted to open his eyes and look, but instead discovered that his eyelids had become very heavy. The headache that had been tormenting him also eased somewhat, giving him a sense of peace he had not felt in a very long time.

So sleepy… I want to sleep…

The little silver mouse rubbed his eyes with a paw, rolled over, and just like that drifted off in a daze.

In his sleep, he unconsciously hugged the thing hanging around his neck, buried his little face in it, took in its fragrance with a deep sniff, and then slept even more deeply.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than one good, proper sleep…

Naturally, the object hanging around the little silver mouse’s neck was the calming sachet Ye Yumeng had made.

He had not yet had time to study the details of “spiritual power disorder” thoroughly, but he had heard Lu Qi say that spiritual power should be related to the soul—

Lu Qi, in his spirit form, had been able to use spiritual power, and was even stronger than when he was back in his body.

So spiritual power very likely originated from the soul.

If spiritual power disorder was roughly equivalent to soul disorder, then of course a calming talisman would be useful for the little silver mouse. That was why Ye Yumeng had prepared one for him.

“Wow, Xiaoyu actually fell asleep.” The moment Gan Xiaoyang spoke, he hurriedly clapped a hand over his own mouth, instinctively showing a terrified expression.

But under his fixed stare, the scene he had expected—of the silver mouse exploding in rage—did not happen. The little mouse on the cushion remained asleep, breathing sweetly, without the slightest movement.

Gan Xiaoyang looked at the scene in disbelief.

“He usually sleeps badly?” Ye Yumeng asked quietly.

Seeing that the silver mouse remained motionless, his breathing long and even, still fast asleep, Gan Xiaoyang finally lowered the hand over his mouth.

“That’s right,” he answered in a whisper.

“When Xiaoyu is trying to sleep, you can’t make even the tiniest sound. Otherwise he wakes up, and then he has a meltdown.”

At the beginning, Gan Xiaoyang had actually thought this job was pretty easy—he only needed to accompany, after all—until the silver mouse’s sleep problems flared up.

Don’t be fooled by how obedient and shy the little thing usually was. If he got woken up while sleeping, he became frighteningly fierce, totally losing his reason, like a truly wild small animal.

And yet now, it wasn’t even time for bed, and he had still fallen fast asleep. Even with the two of them talking in low voices, he had not been awakened!

That was incredible!

“What’s that thing hanging around his neck?” Gan Xiaoyang asked curiously.

“A calming sachet,” Ye Yumeng said.

“There’s something like that?” Gan Xiaoyang asked in a whisper. “Can I tell Doctor Huai?”

“Of course.” Ye Yumeng nodded.

In the future, he wanted to promote the calming sachets more widely anyway. If a doctor could help spread the word and build a name for them, that would be even better.

Seeing him agree, Gan Xiaoyang smiled and looked again at the sleeping little silver mouse. “Yezi, you’re seriously amazing.”

How had he never noticed that before?

Ye Yumeng rarely received such direct and genuine praise, and he did not quite know how to respond, so he only smiled and shook his head.

“I’m heading off first.”

“Oh, okay, okay.”

After Gan Xiaoyang walked him to the ward door, Ye Yumeng watched it close behind him and slowly let out a breath.

He walked to Room 501, and just as he was about to enter, the sealed metal door slid open silently. Shi Yichun appeared before him, eyes red and face still marked with damp traces, though he had already gotten his emotions back under control.

“Doctor Ye.”

Though Shi Yichun had just managed to steady himself, his voice was still rough with emotion, only not as out of control as before.

“You’ve come to see Hanhan?”

“Yes. I said yesterday I would begin treatment for her.”

Shi Yichun led Ye Yumeng into the room as he spoke. “About the kind of plant you mentioned—something calming, soothing, and able to make the mind relax—there’s already some news.”

“That fast?” Ye Yumeng sounded surprised.

“Yes. Once the plant arrives, I’ll tell you.”

“Alright.”

Ye Yumeng nodded, walked to the bedside, set down the Golden Hair Grass he had been holding, then tied another calming sachet around the little lamb’s neck.

Shi Yichun watched his every move. He had assumed Ye Yumeng would do something more, but after tying that little brocade sachet on, he simply stepped back.

“Doctor Ye, how exactly are you planning to treat Hanhan?” he could not help asking.

“Hm? Today’s treatment is already finished.”

Shi Yichun: “……”

Th-this… that’s it?

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