Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 461 - 460: Supreme Sovereign

"I originally thought that the people of Bhutan would have better lives, after all, they even occupied the land of the Lan Country. Such dominance, the people at home should be able to benefit from it..." Zhu Yu looked at the child and sighed deeply, filled with emotion, not even bothering to pay attention to Yan Daoxin’s deliberate emphasis on "Shibo."

"From the moment you entered the gate of the Prince Xiaoyao Mansion until now, given all we’ve faced, do you think a person who could use these cunning plans and poisonous tactics, would truly care most about the welfare of the common people?" Lu Qing didn’t seem surprised at all and asked Zhu Yu a question.

Zhu Yu was speechless. Lu Qing’s question didn’t really need an answer; the answer was crystal clear.

Clearly, the person behind all these schemes has an ambitious and dominating nature, concocting deadly poisons and training death warriors, wanting to put the entire world under his control at any cost.

Such a person, self-centered and arrogant, couldn’t possibly possess benevolence or concern for the lives of the common folk.

Speaking from a different perspective, a benevolent king wouldn’t raise someone who would ruin their entire face and hide a deadly poison pouch in their back teeth.

There was only one thing that surprised Zhu Yu somewhat.

She originally thought that the mastermind behind all this might just be King Fan, as all the poison and death warriors seemed to point in that direction.

But now, in Bhutan, she heard that King Fan is into alchemy to extend his life, spending fortunes on medical treatment, and even using beauties as medicinal guides...

For some reason, Zhu Yu felt that King Fan seemed to be in a state of barely being able to fend for himself.

Or perhaps, this is a facade, deliberately spreading such rumors to make people think that King Fan couldn’t possibly be involved in those outside conspiracies.

For the moment, Zhu Yu couldn’t determine which possibility was more likely.

Before long, the external application medicine was adjusted by the rune and brought back. Yan Daoxin swiftly and gently applied it all over the infant’s body. The originally red and swollen skin was quickly covered with a thick layer of oily, yellow-and-red colored medicine, even the face wasn’t spared, except for the eyelids and nostrils, almost all were applied.

The infant instinctively shivered a bit when the ointment touched the body, a weak hum escaping from the throat, but still lacked the strength to cry.

Yan Daoxin had the rune get a clean wine jug from the shopkeeper and poured the leftover ointment into it, sealing it simply with paper, and set it aside for the old man to take back for further external application on the child.

Then he skillfully selected from the herbs he brought, dividing them into several portions, each wrapped separately.

In Zhu Yu’s impression, the pharmacists in medicine shops always had a small scale in hand, measuring each item carefully.

Seeing Yan Daoxin make judgments with just a pinch of each, she was quite amazed.

Indeed, every profession has its specialization, and this saying holds true. Despite his young age, Yan Daoxin was not only skilled in medicine with a vast knowledge but also adept at handling the weight of herbs, clearly having put in meticulous effort before.

In this world, regardless of innate talent, it all goes to waste if not rigorously pursued.

When the old man and Fu Lu returned with the brewed medicine, they saw the infant on the table deep in sleep. Though the applied medicine looked ugly, it emitted a reassuring herbal scent.

The freshly brewed medicine was still too hot for an infant, needing to cool down to a suitable temperature. The old man sat by the table, his eyes fixed on his grandson, not daring to move an inch.

The baby, however, slept soundly throughout. Even someone without medical knowledge could see that the child’s breathing had become steadier and longer.

After a long time, the medicine had cooled to the right temperature, and the external ointment had reached the point for washing off. The shopkeeper, following Yan Daoxin’s instructions, brought a large basin of warm water.

The old man held the baby with both hands, and Yan Daoxin gently washed off the medicine with warm water. The skin initially covered by the ointment clearly reduced in redness and swelling, revealing some of the infant’s original fair complexion.

The old man probably didn’t expect such good effects after just applying externally for about half an hour, rendered speechless with excitement.

"Don’t get too excited yet, this is only temporary relief for the swelling on the child’s surface. Proper cure requires internal medicine for adjustment." Yan Daoxin indicated he should wrap the clean infant back up and hand it over, preparing to feed the already cooled medicine to the child.

However, feeding medicine was not as quick and simple as applying ointment. With such a small infant, getting the bitter medicine down was no easy task. Opening the mouth itself was challenging, and the medicine needed to be fed spoon by spoon, slowly.

After a hustle, not only the old man but also Yan Daoxin and Zhu Yu, who was helping, were all drenched in sweat.

Though tiring, the results were indeed good.

A small bowl of medicinal soup consumed, the infant’s breathing became slightly more stable, and the lingering flush on his face visibly faded not long after.

"Divine Doctor, does this mean there’s hope for my grandson?" The old man, despite not knowing medicine, could discern the child’s changing condition with his good eyes. Seeing the obvious change in the child’s appearance, he was ecstatic yet hesitant to be too direct in asking due to previous despair.

Yan Daoxin glanced at him: "Your grandson meeting me naturally means he won’t die." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

His response was much more straightforward, but the old man, even more thrilled, couldn’t express his happiness, repeatedly bowing deeply.

"Divine Doctor, I am immensely grateful to you. My nephew didn’t mean to expose your matters to me; it’s only because our family was at a loss seeking treatment for the child... Please don’t hold it against him!" After thanking, the old man continued, "This time when I return, I will put a stitch in my lips if necessary to ensure your matters are never spoken of externally!"

"That won’t be necessary," Yan Daoxin waved his hand indifferently, "Cases like yours aren’t critical, but since it’s about such a young infant, letting it die wouldn’t be appropriate.

I originally intended to travel around. If encountered with tricky ailments, I help when I can, so I wish not everyone with minor issues would come to me for medicine.

If your family or close neighbors have genuinely rare or stubborn illnesses, secretly directing them to me wouldn’t be a big deal either."