The Martial Doctor-Chapter 89 - 88: Musk Wind-chasing Ointment

"Old Xie, go buy some donkey hide for me..."

"Donkey hide? Master, what do you need this for? Could it be that donkey hide is also a medicinal ingredient?" Mr. Xie was a bit perplexed.

He could believe musk was a medicine because he had indeed witnessed the musk change from stinky to fragrant, and the aroma was truly invigorating.

But buying donkey hide? What’s it for? Making leather goods, or protective gear?

"Just go when I tell you to, why so many questions!" Lin Miao scolded. Since he hadn’t retrieved the Physician’s order from his master yet, this old man had to obediently follow his instructions.

"Okay, I’m going!"

Ejiao, a blood tonic, is especially beneficial for women and is great for regular consumption.

Such a good thing, Lin Miao naturally wanted to prepare it for his older sister.

...

Setting the prescription, selecting ingredients, cleaning and drying them, finally setting up an iron pot in the yard to start making the ointment. It was actually an alternate version of the Musk Wind-chasing Ointment, with some adjustments made to the original recipe.

Some medicinal ingredients were quite hard to source in this world.

After stewing for a full three hours, the large pot of medicinal soup was reduced to a thick, black paste at the bottom, barely filling a bowl.

"Mr. Lin, is this edible?" Xia Zhu asked with a concerned expression. Was this strongly scented thing really a medicine for consumption?

"Who told you it’s for eating?"

"If it’s not for eating, what’s it for then?" Xia Zhu asked, deeply puzzled.

"Indeed, junior brother, aren’t all medicines meant to be consumed?" Sun Youwei was busy assisting, doing whatever tasks she could manage.

For instance, brushing gauze with paste, sticking on top-grade mulberry paper, laying them out to dry or baking until dry, then cutting them into three-inch squares.

Even though she didn’t know what this was for, since it was Lin Miao’s instruction, there must be a reason behind it.

When men and women work together, the work is less tiring and helps improve relationships.

"This is for applying to wounds or painful areas." Lin Miao picked up a piece of gauze and paper, then used a carved wooden stick to take the still hot ointment from the pot, placing it in the center of the paper. With a twist, a thin layer of black ointment adhered, completing the production of a "dog skin plaster."

He then folded it in half and placed it on bamboo strips.

"Mr. Lin, how do you use this?" Xia Zhu humbly inquired.

"It’s quite simple. Before use, you can heat it slightly over a candle flame, until the ointment begins to melt. But don’t let it get too hot, or it will be uncomfortable on the skin. Then, apply it to the desired area, like the shoulder or knee, anywhere painful. Then, wrap it with gauze to secure it. It shouldn’t be left on for more than three hours and can be reused. Generally, after two to three uses, the effectiveness diminishes. Some people might experience itching due to their body constitution. It’s nothing to worry about, just remove it, wash with warm water, and it should be fine after a while..." Lin Miao explained while deftly making the ointment, needing to complete it while the paste was still warm, or else it wouldn’t work once cooled.

Xia Zhu and Sun Youwei tried their hand at making the ointment, and after spoiling a few initial attempts, they got the hang of it and worked faster and better than Lin Miao.

Women are naturally adept with their hands.

Lin Miao let them take over the task, while he fiddled with other things like cleaning the donkey hide Mr. Xie had purchased, which was physically demanding work.

After all was said and done, they produced about a hundred or so patches of ointment. It was quite good; once they got more familiar, it would become easier.

Anyway, it was sufficient for now.

"Junior brother, does this ointment have a name?"

"Its effects are to dispel wind, eliminate dampness, promote blood circulation, and unblock the meridians. So, call it Wind-removing and Circulation-activating Ointment. It’s easy to remember and clearly conveys its effects." Lin Miao pondered and said.

"Mr. Lin, this ointment is black and shiny, with a jade-like luster, and has effects of dispelling wind and promoting circulation. How about calling it Black Wind Ointment?" Xia Zhu suggested.

Black Wind Ointment?!

How come it sounded a bit like a bandit’s name? In the end, Lin Miao decided on "Musk Wind-chasing Ointment."

Just use the name passed down; trust that the predecessors’ choice of names wasn’t wrong.

"You continue. I’m going to check on Mr. Su’s mother." Lin Miao smiled sheepishly, clarifying he wasn’t plagiarizing.

"Mistress, these scraps..."

"Xia Zhu, handle them as you wish." Sun Youwei was simple but not foolish and could see Xia Zhu had ideas for the discarded ointment.

"Thank you, mistress." Xia Zhu said joyfully. Her father suffered from severe joint pain every winter. Although they’ve tried many methods with limited results, if this ointment proves effective, it would be a great relief for him.

She couldn’t directly ask for it, but these discarded ointments, although unsightly, were still usable. She wanted to take them home for her father to try.

...

Bai Feng’s condition was quite good. Her pulse had stabilized, and her wound was healing swiftly. It seemed that reaching a certain level in martial arts significantly enhanced the body’s healing abilities beyond ordinary people’s capabilities.

After using the Ge Xiang expelling decoction, Bai Feng remained in deep sleep.

Her fever had also subsided.

This allowed Su Chen, as a son, to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"When Mother wakes, she can have small amounts of food. Stick to plain rice porridge, and avoid greasy foods. I’ve instructed Yuzhu to brew the medicinal soup and administer it on schedule. Mother’s recovery ability is strong, so she should be fine."

"Thank you, dear brother, for saving my mother’s life."

"No need for such courtesy, Mr. Su. We are friends, supporting each other is natural. Caring for your mother is the right thing to do; no thanks are necessary." Lin Miao said, quickly reaching out to support Su Chen’s arms.

Su Chen nodded; some words between men need not be spoken, but are understood.

"I won’t disturb Mother any further. Should anything arise, don’t hesitate to find me."

...

After nightfall, Lin Miao prepared everything in the study, quietly waiting for Qin Yanran.

Around the beginning of the hour of the pig.

A figure floated in gracefully, the dark red tight outfit hugging her fiery curves. Any man seeing this would have a nosebleed. This female demon indeed had impressive assets. Without a word, she pushed the door open and entered the study.

Her chest rose and fell slightly; climbing over the wall from the next door and avoiding everyone, even with Qin Yanran’s current Blood Fusion Realm cultivation, left her breathing uneven.

This Lin residence seemed ordinary, but besides this Lin kid, there were actually a few others with martial artist auras.

She knew the butler.

There was another in the Blood Fusion Realm, that third young master from the Su Family; he was actually staying at the Lin residence. It seemed the two had an unusual relationship.

There was another inside, seemingly injured. Could it be Bai Feng from the Snow Mountain Sect?

She didn’t dare act rashly; Mr. Su was guarding. Besides, if a fight broke out, she may not be the opponent. Such old grudges of the previous generation, better let them resolve themselves.

"Mr. Lin, greetings." Since she needed a favor, naturally, she had to adopt a supplicant posture. She also knew Lin Miao preferred kindness over force.

Her master’s injury required the help of the young man before her.

"Wait a moment, let me organize the items and bring everything, so I don’t have to bother coming back and forth." Lin Miao packed the items he prepared into the medical box.

The medical box was an essential item for every physician. He left his master’s medical box to his senior sister; it was too small, so he customized a new one for himself, which could hold more things.

Physicians often go out to visit patients, so they naturally need to carry a portable medical box and some emergency medicines, which are usually prepared by the physicians themselves. Although there are ready-made medicines, because there are no unified standards, they are only sold by one’s own pharmacy...

"Ordinary physicians have just a small box. How do you make visits with such a big box?"

"I don’t necessarily have to carry it myself; someone can carry it for me."

"I’ll take you there first and then come back for the medical box!" Qin Yanran really didn’t expect Lin Miao to make such a large medical box.

"Alright, you..." Lin Miao had just agreed when he was suddenly embraced from behind by Qin Yanran and whisked out of the study in a flash.

For the first time in his life, he was held by a woman, and this woman had a particularly pleasant fragrance.

It was a scent unique to a maiden, with a hint of male hormone.

Fortunately, their faces weren’t pressed together, or his natural reaction might have been noticed.

However, being so close, their breathing was almost audible. He could see Qin Yanran’s facial pores clearly.

This woman actually had something covering her face. This wasn’t her original skin. Only being this close could he tell. Could it be the legendary "Human Skin Mask"?

Being stared at all the way by a man like this, if it weren’t for the fact that she couldn’t speak, Qin Yanran would have long exploded.

Finally, they arrived at the back courtyard of Huaye Tower.

"Why are you looking at me?" She took a slight breath, her chest slightly heaving after leaping over such a high courtyard wall with another person.

Even as a Blood Fusion Realm expert, she was slightly out of breath, especially since the other person was a man.

"Because you’re pretty!"

Qin Yanran was stunned by his words. She was never teased so bluntly at such close range. Instantly, the skin on her neck turned pink.

It was indeed as he thought. Lin Miao observed the layered skin tone, confirming his earlier guess.

A woman running a place like Huaye, wearing a mask daily and killing without blinking, was undoubtedly associated with some mysterious organization.

He was truly lucky to have such a neighbor. Had he known earlier, he would have avoided her as much as possible.

"Stay here and don’t move. I’ll get your medical box." Qin Yanran gave him a glare, instructed him, and with a nimble leap, returned swiftly.

Within just a dozen breaths.

Qin Yanran returned with the medical box.

"Mrs. Qin, where’s the patient?" Lin Miao reached out to take the medical box; it felt safer in his own hands.

"On the second floor."

"Your room?"

"How did you know the second floor is my room?"

"You watch me practice every morning from the second floor. I’m not blind!"

"Hmph!" Having her secret exposed, Qin Yanran could only use this cold snort to cover her inner embarrassment.

The two went upstairs.

"Master, I’ve brought Mr. Lin." Qin Yanran knocked on the door and said.

"Come in."

It was only then that Lin Miao realized that the patient he was seeing tonight wasn’t some so-called secret lover, but Qin Yanran’s master.

From the voice, it sounded like an elderly woman. Though injured, she seemed to have a strong voice.

"Mr. Lin, my master’s temper isn’t too good. Please bear with her." Qin Yanran quietly advised Lin Miao.

"Mrs. Qin, just call me Lin Miao." Hearing Qin Yanran call him "Mr. Lin," felt rather odd.

Clearly, he was here to save someone, but it felt as if he was sneaking around to have an affair with Qin Yanran behind his senior sister’s back.