How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH68

Chapter 68

Ye Yumeng could feel that tiny whirlpool of spirit fluid. This was precisely one of the divine abilities gained upon reaching the second layer’s Great Perfection!

Once this tiny whirlpool formed, his body would automatically absorb spiritual light motes, and the natural recovery rate of his spiritual energy would multiply several times over.

At this point, his spiritual energy was recovering on its own at about the same speed as it had when he used to deliberately circulate his cultivation technique.

If he did circulate his technique, the recovery speed would be even faster.

Delight lit up Ye Yumeng’s face. And on top of that, the strength of his divine sense had also improved. He could finally perform inner vision.

He wondered whether, once his divine sense could be projected outward in the future, he might be able to communicate with the people of this world through mental power.

Thinking of the little rabbit and all the little cuties in the activity room, Ye Yumeng found himself looking forward to that day more and more.

Then Ye Yumeng closed his eyes again. About half an hour later, his spiritual energy had fully recovered.

Inside his dantian, there were once again 300 strands of spiritual energy.

If he counted the three drops of spirit fluid that had formed the spiritual whirlpool, then his upper limit was now 600!

It had been a long time since he had felt this rich.

As he continued compressing spiritual energy into spirit fluid in the future, his reserves would increase even further. That was also the focus of cultivation for the third layer of the Nine Revolutions Spiritual Pivot Scripture.

Once he brought that layer to Great Perfection, both his cultivation and spiritual energy would rise tremendously. This was also laying the groundwork for the third-layer Great Perfection divine ability—Bone Renewal and Flesh Regrowth Art.

After all, regrowing a severed limb would require an enormous amount of spiritual energy. Reaching Great Perfection in the third layer would definitely take even more time.

Still, with this spiritual plant garden providing a constant supply of spiritual energy, Ye Yumeng had full confidence in breaking through again.

For him right now, though, the most important thing was this spiritual energy whirlpool.

With it, as long as he remained in an environment rich in spiritual energy, he could recover his spiritual energy quickly even without circulating his technique.

At that thought, Ye Yumeng took out brush, ink, and talisman paper from his zero-gravity sensory backpack.

There was already a table and chair set up where he meditated and cultivated. He walked over, laid out his things, then looked around.

Very soon, he fetched clear water from the pool behind the lounge area.

This pool connected to an underground river, and at Ye Yumeng’s request, the water drawn from it had undergone no processing at all—it was pure natural water.

Several aquatic king-grade plants had also been planted there, and the spiritual energy they released had gradually spread into the water.

Given enough time, this pool might one day turn into a true spiritual spring. At that point, he would have an inexhaustible supply of spiritual spring water!

Spiritual spring water had countless uses. It could be used in medicine-making, and when mixed into ink for drawing talismans, it could also improve the quality of the ink and increase the talismans’ effective duration.

Once the ink had been prepared properly, Ye Yumeng began drawing talismans.

This was a calming talisman, one of the simplest talismans of all—and also the one currently in the highest demand.

When Ye Yumeng finished drawing and set the talisman paper aside to dry, the two strands of spiritual energy he had used to draw it were already completely restored under the pull of the spirit fluid whirlpool.

How was that any different from having spiritual energy that could never be exhausted?

A broad smile spread across Ye Yumeng’s face. From now on, when he treated illnesses and saved lives, he would finally no longer have to be so stingy with his energy!

Next, he drew twenty calming talismans in one go. By the time he finished, his spiritual energy was still full.

Looking at the table covered edge to edge in freshly drawn calming talismans, aside from his hand feeling a little sore, it almost felt like he had gotten them for free.

Then he thought of the thirty thousand sheets of pure wood paper Mo Yin had stockpiled for him earlier…

Ye Yumeng shuddered.

He quickly shook his head and banished that terrifying thought.

Even if his spiritual energy now recovered automatically, if he had to draw thirty thousand talismans, his hand would suffer far more than a little soreness.

That said, the demand for calming talismans really was growing larger and larger.

Fortunately, the new black mineral pigment had already been proven effective, extending the calming talismans’ duration to a full month.

That increase in effective duration greatly reduced how often they needed to be replaced, which significantly shrank the demand gap—but even so, the demand was still terrifying.

And it was not only inside the Royal Sanatorium.

There was also the post he had made on the forum about giving away calming sachets for free. The number of new replies per day had already exceeded ten thousand, and it was still increasing.

As more and more disabled veterans received calming sachets each day, the praise for them was also mounting.

So far, not a single person had given them a bad review.

Of course, some people suspected it was all planted promotion, but these veterans were all verified users. Several were even famous generals. There was simply no reason for them to cooperate in faking an advertisement.

The thing that truly caused a stir, however, had happened yesterday—

A female soldier named Mo Lan uploaded her recovery report.

She had suffered from severe war trauma syndrome and had been tormented by insomnia and related symptoms for two full years. But after receiving the calming sachet, her sleep improved drastically.

Now, two weeks had passed, and the calming sachet in her hand had still not lost its effect the way the blogger had originally warned.

However, she no longer needed it anymore.

A few days earlier, she had accidentally left the sachet in the bathroom, yet because she thought she was still wearing it, she had ended up sleeping soundly that night.

When she discovered the mistake the next day, she thought it must have been just psychological.

But because that accidental test gave her confidence, she deliberately left the sachet with her mother that night and returned to her room alone.

To her shock, she fell asleep smoothly all over again.

The memories of the war were still in her mind, but when she recalled them now, it was as though a veil separated her from them. Her emotional swings were no longer as violent as before.

So she went to the hospital for an examination.

The doctor said that the nearly two weeks of “treatment” had likely given her body tremendous buffering time. Her brain’s protective mechanism had reactivated, allowing her to filter out the fear and grief.

After successfully falling asleep on her own for three more consecutive nights, Mo Lan was officially diagnosed as recovered.

In fact, Ye Yumeng had learned of this two days before she did.

Because that day, he suddenly received a tiny thread of merit power. It was very little, but he had still sensed it.

At the time, he had been puzzled, until He Jun later shared the good news that one of the disabled veterans had recovered.

In her forum post, Mo Lan also replied that her attending physician was very interested in this auxiliary treatment item called a calming sachet. However, Mo Lan had already decided to pass hers on to someone else in need.

Because she could not be sure how much longer it would remain effective, she chose to give it to a fellow soldier living nearby.

And that fellow soldier also posted a comment under the thread, showing the calming sachet he had received from her.

Mo Lan’s feedback caused an enormous sensation.

Because her symptoms had not merely improved—she had been cured.

Those were two completely different things.

The calming sachet was a true medical aid that could heal patients, and did so without any side effects!

And moreover, its duration was long. Judging by the current results, it could remain effective for more than three weeks at minimum.

That also meant that if someone was lucky enough to receive one, there was an extremely high chance they could be healed.

The moment this news came out, everyone suffering from insomnia and related disorders went wild.

It wasn’t just disabled veterans. Even ordinary civilians who heard the news flooded into the thread to leave comments—

Because those traumatized by the war were not only soldiers. There were many ordinary people too, people who had lost loved ones and lost their homes.

All of them were begging to buy the sachets. Even if they had to pay a fortune, they were willing.

The lightbrain issued by the sanatorium wasn’t especially powerful. At this point, even opening the thread made things lag a little.

There were simply too many people who needed calming sachets…

Just as he had estimated earlier, calming sachets had a massive market. It was just that now, Ye Yumeng no longer needed to sell them to make money.

The other types of pure wood paper Mo Yin had commissioned were also in hand, though they still required time for testing. For the moment, he was still using the old kind.

Now that drawing calming talismans no longer required him to spend extra time circulating his technique to restore spiritual energy, it seemed harmless to release a little more every day.

Ye Yumeng decided to increase the number of free sachets distributed each day to twenty. For him, that was less than twenty minutes of work.

These soldiers had defended their country and fought to the death, and every one of them had come away with injuries or disabilities.

Ye Yumeng had no way to heal all of them himself, but at the very least, he could let them get a good night’s sleep every day!

As for the ordinary civilians seeking to buy them, there was still nothing he could do for now.

Perhaps once he eventually produced a true calming incense, and perhaps once others could mass-produce it under his guidance, it might one day benefit far more people.

But for now, Ye Yumeng felt it was enough to take care of those closest to him first.

He gathered the twenty dried calming talismans, returned to the top-floor ward, and handed them over to Lan Fangyu.

Yes. Because Lu Nanzhou’s condition had been steadily improving and there had been almost no sudden crises lately, this had left Lan Fangyu with virtually nothing to do every day.

So Ye Yumeng made no ceremony of it and assigned him the job of making calming sachets.

Lan Fangyu naturally knew about Ye Yumeng’s daily free distribution of calming sachets to disabled veterans. He was deeply moved by Doctor Ye’s generosity.

It could be said that Ye Yumeng had now become, after Lu Nanzhou, the second person they were willing to follow and protect with their lives.

Ye Yumeng’s taking the initiative to increase the daily distribution moved Lan Fangyu, but at the same time, it also worried him a little.

“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

Ye Yumeng smiled. “You all just focus on sending them out, but there’s no need to mention the exact number in the thread.”

After all, people were receiving them every day, and new sachets were being mailed out every day. These recipients lived at varying distances, so the delivery times would naturally differ.

Other than the courier, no one could possibly know exactly how many were being sent each day.

“Understood, Doctor Ye. Please leave it to me!”

Lan Fangyu had been far too idle lately, and he seized the chance to take on more work. As a matter of fact, he already had a rough plan in mind.

Once he had Ye Yumeng’s approval, Lan Fangyu took out some materials he had prepared in advance and got ready to package the twenty calming sachets for the day.

“What’s this?”

Ye Yumeng curiously picked up a small pouch.

It was thin, made of opaque matte black material, and felt quite high-quality.

“This is for holding the calming talismans,” Lan Fangyu quickly explained.

Originally, the materials only included cloth sachets, dried flowers, and the calming talismans.

The true core that produced the effect was the talisman itself. Lan Fangyu didn’t know exactly how it worked, but in his view, sending it out with no extra precautions was very risky.

So he had found this kind of small pouch specifically designed to hold the talismans.

“Once the calming talisman is placed inside, you just seal it like this over heat, and it shrinks and bonds shut.”

Lan Fangyu demonstrated once. In the end, what remained was a black little slip. The originally soft material had become rigid, almost like metal.

If one didn’t actually pick it up, even Ye Yumeng would never have guessed it was really just a calming talisman inside.

“In this state, it can’t be opened. It has become a complete single unit. Any attempt to damage it will only cause it to collapse and shatter.”

Lan Fangyu added, “And it doesn’t alter the talisman’s nature. It can still be used normally.”

Ye Yumeng was genuinely impressed.

“Please forgive my acting on my own initiative. But I believe your technique, Doctor Ye, needs to be protected carefully. It can’t be allowed to be stolen by people with ill intentions.”

Ye Yumeng nodded. In truth, he didn’t think the calming talisman technique could so easily be stolen anyway. But with Lan Fangyu’s packaging, it suddenly looked much more high-tech.

That way, he wouldn’t have to explain why a mere sheet of paper could produce such a great effect.

This little black piece really did look like something made in this world! Still…

“Isn’t this pouch kind of expensive?” Ye Yumeng asked, a little pained.

Lan Fangyu smiled. “Compared to the value of a calming talisman, this bit of material cost is nothing at all.”

“Do you need some too? I bought a lot.”

He added, “I heard Director Lei is conducting experiments on the effects of the calming sachets? I suggest he replace the old sachets with these newly packaged ones.”

After all, the purpose was only to study the effects of the calming sachets. There was no need for anyone to know what went into them, was there?

Ye Yumeng couldn’t help giving him a thumbs-up.

The little rabbit’s guards really were one more capable than the next.

And Lan Fangyu’s ability didn’t stop there.

Not only had he proposed a disguise scheme for the calming talismans, he also believed the current free distribution method should be adjusted.

The selection standards could remain unchanged.

But the disabled veterans who received the calming sachets had to sign an agreement prohibiting them from privately opening or damaging them. Once discovered, they would permanently lose eligibility.

In addition, the physical condition of these disabled veterans needed to be monitored.

Because a calming sachet could currently remain effective for a month, and if the materials improved later, it might last even longer.

And as in Mo Lan’s case, there would likely be many who recovered fully in just two or three weeks.

If that was true, then once they recovered, they should return the sachet to be redistributed officially.

Mo Lan had chosen to hand hers to her comrade, and that was naturally a perfectly reasonable thing to do. But there was no guarantee everyone would act as she had.

What was more, with so many people now offering large sums of money to buy them, these freely received sachets were already becoming a source of disturbance and even trouble for the disabled veterans who held them.

So military intervention—setting rules, overseeing redistribution, and offering protection—was both necessary and appropriate.

Ye Yumeng nodded again and again as he listened.

Looking at Lan Fangyu, he suddenly asked, “Ayu, you’re a soldier too, aren’t you?”

Lan Fangyu’s heart skipped a beat.

He glanced at Ye Yumeng, saw that his expression was calm, and nodded. “Yes. Ah Mo and I are comrades.”

“Good. Then I’ll leave this matter to you.”

Ye Yumeng also felt Lan Fangyu’s plan made sense. As for whether it could be implemented, and whether the military would cooperate, that was outside the scope of what he needed to worry about.

The little rabbit carried such blazing merit-light that his family was definitely no ordinary one. Perhaps they really could make it happen.

After handing the calming talismans over to Lan Fangyu, Ye Yumeng came to the bedside and took out the Flow Shadow Talisman pressed beneath the little rabbit.

Just like before, it was empty. Its power had been completely exhausted.

After refilling it with the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, Ye Yumeng tucked the talisman back into place, sat down, and began feeding the little rabbit.

But when the feeding was done and he was about to continue today’s guided lesson, he suddenly paused.

Ye Yumeng looked at the Red Leaf Lotus by the bed.

Compared to two months ago, it was clearly much more wilted. The other four spirit plants weren’t doing much better either.

After all, no matter how carefully they were tended indoors, they could not compare to being in a natural outdoor environment.

Should he move them into the spirit plant garden, and then bring back a few new pots?

When he thought of the rich, dense spiritual energy inside the spirit plant garden, then felt the thin, scattered spiritual light motes inside the ward, Ye Yumeng felt increasingly dissatisfied.

Since that was the case…

Lying on the bed, Lu Nanzhou had been carefully sensing the energy from the spirit-rice porridge moving inside his body, trying to guide it, when he suddenly saw Ye Yumeng lean in close.

The young man crouched beside him and asked with a smile, “Little rabbit, how would you feel about changing to a different environment?”

A different environment?

“You mean… you want to move… Young Master Ruan into the botanical garden? That doesn’t seem very appropriate…”

Lei Qi was so startled by Ye Yumeng’s proposal that he nearly slipped and said too much.

“Yes, I want the little rabbit to stay in the botanical garden. That environment would be much better for his recovery,” Ye Yumeng said with a nod.

Lei Qi: “……”

Just listen to that—was this really something an attending physician should say? Instead of letting the patient stay in the top-floor ward, he wanted to transfer him to the botanical garden!

This was the Emperor, for heaven’s sake. If anything happened to him…

Looking at Ye Yumeng, Lei Qi tried to persuade him. “If there aren’t enough plants, we can always add more potted greenery to the room…”

Ye Yumeng shook his head. “It’s not the same.”

The ward couldn’t hold that many spirit plants, and when their condition was poor, the spiritual energy they released would be affected too.

He did not try to persuade Lei Qi further. Instead, he said directly, “I’ve already made up my mind.”

He was now the little rabbit’s attending physician. The course of treatment was his decision.

And during this time, he had already proven himself. The little rabbit was undeniably improving, bit by bit. Ye Yumeng believed that no one would dare question his decision any longer.

Seeing how firm his attitude was, Lei Qi sighed and stopped trying to be annoying.

In any case, even if he asked His Highness the Prince for approval, the answer would surely just be to listen to Doctor Ye. And as for His Majesty himself…

That went without saying even more.

Whatever Doctor Ye said, His Majesty never refused. Whatever he wanted to do, His Majesty always indulged it.

Lei Qi thought it over and consoled himself.

Given His Majesty’s current physical state, there was indeed no absolute need for him to remain in the top-floor ward anymore. Most of the maintenance equipment connected to him had already been removed.

With Doctor Ye’s “life-saving talisman” in place, there was simply no need for those machines.

So apart from safety concerns, there really was no major issue—and that was no longer his field to worry about.

As for Mo Yin—

After learning of Ye Yumeng’s decision, he did not try to dissuade him at all. He simply agreed directly.

Back when Doctor Ye had still been a caregiver and wanted more greenery placed in the ward, Mo Yin had once tried to stop him.

Later, however, he had personally seen how Doctor Ye used the king-grade plants in the room, how he used them step by step to treat His Majesty.

From that moment on, he had already decided: no matter what Doctor Ye requested, he would not question it. He would do everything in his power to make it happen.

And this request was not even a difficult one.

At present, moving His Majesty had become far easier than before. There was already a rest area in the botanical garden, and in order to protect Doctor Ye, the garden’s security level had already been raised to the highest level.

As long as they took extra care during the transfer itself, the rest posed no problem.

And moreover…

Mo Yin felt it was actually a very good way to disguise things.

As the most noble emperor of the Yaojin Empire, of course the natural assumption would be that, if he were hospitalized in the Royal Sanatorium, he would be staying in the top-floor ward of the Core Inpatient Department.

That was the most obvious assumption, and until now they had indeed always acted accordingly.

But if His Majesty were moved to the botanical garden, his safety would likely be even better than before.

What needed attention now was simply how to move him there quietly, without attracting anyone’s notice.

Mo Yin and Lan Fangyu both fell into thought.

Then they heard Ye Yumeng say, “You only need to finish setting up the room. When the time comes, just carry the little rabbit over.”

“……”

The two of them looked toward the little rabbit on the bed.

They suddenly felt they might have been overthinking this.

Who would ever imagine that the Yaojin Emperor’s juvenile form was such a frail little rabbit?

Although there had once been a traitor in Wang Yan and His Majesty’s situation had probably been leaked before, compared to two months ago, His Majesty’s appearance had changed greatly by now.

Even if Wang Yan were here in person, he probably would not recognize His Majesty at a glance anymore.

Perhaps by treating the matter lightly and naturally, they would in fact make it easier to conceal.

“Understood, Doctor Ye.”

So Mo Yin and Lei Qi set about preparing a room in the botanical garden.

Because the botanical garden had already seen hover vehicles coming and going during its construction, moving equipment in and out did not draw much attention.

Everything was readily available. By that very evening, the room had been fully arranged. Even the bed capable of connecting to StarNet had been transferred over.

“Doctor Ye, it’s ready,” Mo Yin sent a message.

“Good. Then let’s head out now.”

Ye Yumeng took a temperature-controlled box, placed inside it a Flow Shadow Talisman infused with the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, then lifted the little rabbit up.

As his body continued to improve, movements like this no longer caused Lu Nanzhou much pain.

Ye Yumeng carefully placed him into the temperature-controlled box.

The box was sealed, made of metal, shutting off all lines of sight.

And, at the same time, shutting him in.

Just as the lid was about to close, Lu Nanzhou frowned slightly.

He disliked enclosed spaces.

Perhaps sensing something, the lid that had been slowly descending suddenly stopped.

Ye Yumeng’s face, backlit by the light, appeared above his field of vision.

The young man smiled at him gently, as though he filled Lu Nanzhou’s entire world.

Lu Nanzhou felt the scene was strangely familiar.

But when he tried to search his memory, he could not remember where he had seen something like it before.

Ye Yumeng’s voice sounded, light and gentle.

“Little rabbit, close your eyes and sleep for a bit. When you wake up, you’ll be somewhere new. The environment there is wonderful—you’re definitely going to like it.”

Was he saying that because he was worried about him?

He wasn’t that fragile…

Still, Lu Nanzhou obediently closed his eyes.

He felt Ye Yumeng’s hand reach into the temperature-controlled box. Those soft, fine, warm fingers lightly stroked his head.

That familiar feeling again…

Half-drowsy, Lu Nanzhou nodded faintly.

“Then we’re setting off,” Ye Yumeng said.

‘Alright.’

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