diskusbooks Chapter 65 The Ginseng Spirit Doll Says, "I'm Afraid of Pain!"
Chapter 65 The Ginseng Spirit Doll Says, "I'm Afraid of Pain!"
Hearing Yuan Bao's words, the beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, then stood up: "Alright, then come with me. By the way, what's your name?"
"Sister, my name is Yuan Baoya, you can call me Yuan Bao. I'm sorry, I've been rushing here. I'd like to use the restroom to wash up and change into clean clothes before we go visit the patient." In reality, Yuan Bao wanted to take the opportunity to retrieve the thousand-year-old ginseng from her spatial storage.
The beautiful woman smiled slightly when she saw that Yuan Bao, despite his young age, called her "sister." "Alright, I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful at such a young age. I'll have someone take you to the guest room to freshen up. From now on, call me Aunt Rong!"
So they called a servant to take Yuan Bao to the guest room.
After entering the guest room, Yuan Bao turned around and closed the door, then slipped into the space and arrived at the herb field.
Strangely, when they arrived at the medicinal field, the lively ginseng spirit dolls of the past were nowhere to be seen.
Yuan Bao called over the little fox: "Little fox, where are those ginseng spirit dolls?"
"I was wondering the same thing. They haven't been out and about for the past few days, they've been so quiet, we're all getting used to it," the little fox replied.
"Could they have become sentient? They can sense that I want to use them to make medicine," Yuan Bao muttered to himself.
Yuan Bao had the little fox pull out a red string tied to the ginseng spirit doll, and then slowly pulled it. Before long, a ginseng spirit doll was pulled in front of him. For the first time, a mournful look appeared on the chubby, childlike face. Although it did not speak, the meaning of rejection was obvious, as if Yuan Bao were a heartless man.
Yuan Bao reassured him, "Ginseng spirit baby, please cooperate and stay in the box for a while. I promise that I will only use one of your ginseng roots to extract a little bit of life force to save someone's life. I will absolutely not kill you completely."
When the ginseng spirit doll heard Yuan Bao say "snap," it visibly jumped. After realizing what was happening, its round eyes blinked brightly again, and it asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "Really? You can't lie to ginseng."
"Holy crap, it's really come to life! It's so anxious it can even talk! Don't worry, I guarantee it's real, more real than pearls."
"Alright then, you can only use a tiny ginseng root, I'm afraid of getting hurt," the ginseng spirit continued to bargain.
"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing that the ginseng spirit doll had agreed, Yuan Bao quickly grabbed the little red flower on its head. The ginseng spirit doll instantly transformed back into a large ginseng root as thick as its arm when it was in human form, with dense and exceptionally long roots.
Yuan Bao had no choice but to carefully put the large ginseng into the box, then carefully gather the roots and arrange them around the perimeter, close the box, and leave the space.
After a quick wash and change of clothes, she followed the maid to Aunt Rong's side.
We continued to a suite, which had a simple and dignified style.
Two servants stood at the door of the suite. Aunt Rong instructed, "One of you go and invite Old Master Gu over right away."
A maid immediately replied, "Yes, Miss." Then she quickly walked towards the back room, presumably because Old Master Gu also lived there.
Aunt Rong led Yuan Bao into the suite, which was the bedroom. An elderly man with a pale face and weak breathing was lying on the bed.
Two family members, a man and a woman, sat in the bedroom, looking tired and anxious. The man appeared to be older than the woman and was presumably a relative who had been looking after the elderly person in the room.
When the two women saw Yuan Bao enter, they stared at him suspiciously, then turned to Aunt Rong and asked, "Big sister, what are you doing bringing a young girl to Dad's place?"
“Young man, this young lady came to the manor alone, saying that she has the thousand-year-old ginseng that we have been looking for, but she needs to see Dad first. I think Dad’s condition can’t be delayed any longer, so I’ll bring her here to see him.” Aunt Rong explained, and then added, “I’ve already sent someone to invite Old Master Gu over.”
Hearing his older sister say that, the younger brother didn't say anything more.
"Little girl, the man on the bed is my father. Please go and take a look at him!" Aunt Rong did not look down on Yuan Bao because she was a child; on the contrary, she spoke politely.
Yuan Bao took a deep breath to calm himself, stepped forward to carefully examine the old man's face, and then took his pulse.
After a moment, Yuan Bao had a better understanding of the situation. He looked up at Aunt Rong and said, "The old man is on his last legs. His life force has been completely exhausted. Although he is currently using ginseng, it is not old enough and can only keep him barely alive. Therefore, we need to use the spiritual energy of a thousand-year-old ginseng to truly revive the old man's life force."
“Indeed, young friend, you are quite extraordinary.” A deep voice came from behind the beautiful woman.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a sprightly old man walking steadily into the house. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a powerful aura. The man had deep eyes and exuded authority in every gesture. He must be the mysterious big shot in Beijing.
Old Gu nodded slightly as if to greet everyone, then walked straight to the bedside. His gaze fell on the old man, and after a moment, he sighed softly, tacitly accepting Yuan Bao's diagnosis.
The mysterious tycoon from Beijing looked at Yuan Bao with a scrutinizing gaze and a hint of barely perceptible hope, and asked, "Young lady, do you really have a thousand-year-old ginseng?"
Yuan Bao remained composed, meeting his gaze and replying, "Since I dared to come, I am absolutely confident. However, this ginseng is extremely precious, and I need to ensure that it is used properly."
The bigwig frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Yuan Bao's answer. Before he could speak, Old Gu interjected, "Mr. Chen, let the boy finish speaking."
Yuan Bao glanced gratefully at Elder Gu and continued, "Although I possess a thousand-year-old ginseng, the method of treatment does not rely solely on the power of ginseng. I have only recently studied traditional Chinese medicine and have a rudimentary understanding of medical techniques, but I have happened to have seen a case study of a similar patient."
The patient's body was completely exhausted, his life force utterly depleted, and he was unable to digest any cooked food. He needed to have a thousand-year-old ginseng made into a life-giving elixir for him to drink, followed by acupuncture and other medications, to maximize the ginseng's effects and help him regain his vitality.
Old Gu nodded silently to the side.
Aunt Rong hesitated, then said softly, "Does it need to be combined with acupuncture? Yuan Bao, this is no child's play; the slightest mistake..."
Yuan Bao understood her concerns and reassured her, "Aunt Rong, please rest assured. Since I dared to raise this issue, I have a solution. If anything goes wrong, I am willing to pay with my life."
These words startled everyone in the room.
The bigwig stared at Yuan Bao for a long time before finally nodding: "Alright, in that case, I'll trust you this time. But let me make this clear: if anything happens to my father, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Yuan Bao took a deep breath and solemnly agreed.
Then, she took out an exquisite wooden box from her bag, gently opened it, and inside lay a thousand-year-old ginseng that radiated a warm luster.
Upon seeing this, the bigwig and the others were all shocked, but when they saw the dense, tangled roots all around, they were speechless and powerless.
"This is a thousand-year-old ginseng, which I obtained by chance." Yuan Bao explained while continuing to propose that the thousand-year-old ginseng need to be made into a life-giving holy water in a quiet room, and that absolute privacy be guaranteed so that it would not be disturbed. Boss Chen made the arrangements in a straightforward manner.
When Yuan Bao arrived at the arranged room, he turned around and locked the door. He wasn't in a hurry. He put the ginseng box on the table, then lay down on the bed, ready to take a nap. He was tired from the long journey.
Two hours later, Yuan Bao slowly woke up, feeling a little hungry, and flashed into his space to eat some delicious food.
After sensing this, Little 9 floated over and said, "Master, shouldn't you change the menu that Little White prepared for the food?"
"What would you like to change to?" Yuan Bao asked, glancing at the time as he ate.
"Hmm, maybe we can leave it as is, but we need to add a little something! Just a little!"
"Okay, tell me, what do you want to eat?" Yuan Bao was absolutely cooperative when it came to food.
"Let's have a seafood feast," Little 9 thought. "I'm a cat-like panda, but actually a cat. What's wrong with eating some fish? Can't I have some seafood?"
"Oh right, I hadn't thought of that at all. We definitely need to arrange this. After we finish this task, let's try some sea fishing. I'll buy you some seafood from the store today!"
"Little White, make a seafood set meal for Little 9. I'm done eating and I'm going out to get busy. Remember to save some for me if there's any left over." Yuan Bao finished his work in the shop, instructed Little White, and then disappeared into his spatial dimension.
After coming out, I opened the box containing the ginseng, cut out a small ginseng root, and instantly a burst of vitality spread out, invigorating my spirit.
Keeping his word, Yuan Bao put the ginseng spirit baby back into the space's medicinal field, leaving the empty box on the table.
Meanwhile, the people who had been waiting outside the room also began to sense a glimmer of life, and their faces were filled with hope.
On the other side, Yuan Bao placed the ginseng rootlets into the alchemy furnace, made hand seals, and refined them at a low temperature. A quarter of an hour later, the ginseng rootlets liquefied into holy water, bursting forth with a powerful aura of life.
Yuan Bao added spiritual spring water to the life-giving holy water, put it in a specially made bottle, and then took it out of the room.
Those outside had also clearly sensed a vibrant energy just now. Upon seeing Yuan Bao and the bottle in her hand, they knew that the holy water had been successfully refined.
Everyone went to the old man's bedside again. Yuan Bao unscrewed the bottle, used the straw that came with the bottle cap to draw out a tube of life-giving holy water, and dripped it into the old man's mouth.
After a few breaths, the old man's breathing gradually became steady and strong.
Yuan Bao told the others to leave first, leaving only Elder Gu and Boss Chen behind. Then he took out a set of silver needles, disinfected them, held his breath, and began to administer the acupuncture.
Her technique was skillful; the silver needles were precisely inserted into the acupoints, and with each needle, the tense atmosphere in the room intensified.
Old Gu watched intently from the side, nodding slightly from time to time, his eyes full of approval.
As time passed and the acupuncture was completed, fine beads of sweat appeared on Yuan Bao's forehead, and the old man's face on the bed gradually regained some color.
Mr. Chen had been watching his father's changes closely, and now his eyes were full of surprise. He looked at Yuan Bao with more trust and gratitude in his eyes: "Young lady, if my father can really recover, you will be a great benefactor to my Chen family, and we will surely repay you handsomely."
Yuan Bao wiped away the slight sweat from his forehead and smiled faintly: "Uncle Chen, you're too kind. Doctors are compassionate, and I will do my best."
As they were talking, the old man slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and fixed his gaze on Boss Chen, his voice hoarse as he said, "Second son..."