Chapter 122: Extraordinary Medical Skills

After nearly another minute, Aus stopped and said slowly, "Your Excellency’s body has no major issues. You have simply suffered consecutive heavy blows that depleted your vitality and require careful recuperation for a period of time."

"I will first heal your external wounds, then provide some medicine for you to recuperate with."

With that, he gathered his Cosmo into his hands, transforming it into a faint white shimmer that illuminated Deathmask.

Aside from the five massive open wounds, there were also many unhealed burns on the Cancer Saint’s body.

Then, to Yin Shiqi’s astonishment, those wounds began to scab and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying healing capability was no less effective than his own "Moonlight Nectar."

In fact, it was perhaps even better!

Seeming to notice his surprise, Deathmask laughed and said, "It is quite startling, isn't it? I was just as shocked when I first saw Aus demonstrate this healing ability!"

"No matter how severe the injury, he can heal it. It is practically comparable to a god!"

Upon hearing this, the white shimmer in Aus’s hands flickered abruptly. He quickly steadied his Cosmo and replied with a serious expression, "No, no, no, Lord Deathmask, you are joking!"

"I am merely a doctor with decent medical skills. How could I dare to compare myself to a god?"

"I hope you will refrain from making such jokes in the future, my lord!"

Having said this, he shook his head.

"Sigh, I am not joking! Your medical skills are truly..."

Before Deathmask could continue, Aus withdrew his Cosmo and interrupted him, saying earnestly, "The external wounds on your body are basically healed. I will go get you some medicine to take back for gradual recovery."

Before his voice had even faded, he vanished into the temple in a flash.

"That fellow is truly peculiar!" Seeing him leave in such a rush, Deathmask shook his head helplessly.

Nearby, Yin Shiqi looked toward the temple that served as the infirmary and asked curiously, "Lord Deathmask, just what level has Aus’s medical skill reached?"

"Is it really worthy of such high praise from you?"

As a Gold Saint, Deathmask’s standards were inevitably high. To be so highly praised by him, this Ophiuchus Bronze Saint, Aus, was certainly no simple man.

Deathmask thought for a moment and said seriously, "Let me put it this way: aside from those who are already dead or special cases like my eyes,"

"As long as a patient is treated by Aus, the recovery rate is almost one hundred percent!"

"If his medical skills could advance even further, I fear he would reach the divine realm of bringing the dead back to life!"

In terms of medical skill, Deathmask had never seen another person reach the level Aus had attained. That was why he praised him so highly.

"Only one step away from the realm of bringing the dead back to life? That is incredible!" Yin Shiqi was left speechless.

Deathmask’s words had completely refreshed his perception of Ophiuchus Aus.

He had initially thought the man was just someone quite skilled in medicine who could treat bumps and bruises for everyone.

It turned out the man’s medical skills were practically divine!

Perhaps having prepared the medicine, Aus walked out of the temple carrying several paper parcels.

"Lord Deathmask, here is your medicine!" He handed the parcels to the Cancer Saint.

Taking the parcels, Deathmask sniffed them carefully, frowned, and said, "It is just a pile of herbs; how am I supposed to consume this? Could you at least make me some kind of reagent or something?"

Aus shrugged and said patiently, "My lord, not all medicine is suitable to be turned into a reagent!"

"Then how am I supposed to take this? I will tell you in advance, I do not know how to brew medicine!" Deathmask said, crossing his arms.

Although he was not a medical expert, he knew that herbs like these were usually boiled into a decoction for consumption. However, he lacked the patience to brew them and had no idea how to do so.

Aus smiled and said slowly, "Ordinary people must boil herbs into a decoction, but as Saints, our constitutions are far stronger than those of ordinary people, so there is no need for such trouble!"

Hearing this, Yin Shiqi had an idea and tentatively asked, "Eat them raw?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Aus coughed twice in quick succession and said with a straight face, "The physique of us Saints is different from ordinary people, and our metabolic capabilities are also different, so whether or not you brew a decoction actually makes no difference."

"But I am not a sheep, and I have no habit of eating grass!" Deathmask said with a dark expression.

"You can grind the herbs into an atomic powder, mix them, and then swallow them!" Aus pointed to the paper parcels in his hand.

With a Saint’s abilities, grinding herbs into powder was a very simple task.

"Of course, if you are unwilling, you can find someone to help you brew it into a decoction before drinking it!" Aus added at the end.

"Fine, fine, I understand!"

Deathmask stood up, looking extremely impatient, and said to the two, "You two keep chatting, I am heading back!"

With that, he took the parcels and walked toward the Holy Mountain with a gait that seemed slow but was actually very fast.

After taking only a few steps, he disappeared from sight.

Aus turned back to look at Yin Shiqi and asked, "What about you? Is there anything else?"

"I would like you to take a look and see if I have any lingering internal injuries." Yin Shiqi pointed to his completely deformed breastplate.

Aus knocked on his breastplate and said irritably, "You drank so much nectar, what internal injuries could you possibly have?"

"Off with you, off with you!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, trying to shoo Yin Shiqi away. He felt annoyed just looking at a guy who had wasted so much nectar.

"Don't be like that!"

Yin Shiqi hurriedly grabbed Aus’s arm and said shamelessly, "I nearly died at someone else’s hands several times! Hurry and check me! Don't forget, last time I was very generous and gave you half a cup of nectar!"

When it came to his life, he couldn't be careless; he had to have Aus check him one way or another.

Hearing Yin Shiqi mention the nectar, Aus felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. It was true that the other party wasting half a cup of nectar made him furious, but it was also true that the other party had given him half a cup.

Helpless, he had to patiently examine Yin Shiqi once more.

"There is nothing major. You should be fully recovered after half a month of rest!" After finishing the examination, he rolled his eyes and said.

Just as he had said initially, after being healed by the nectar, there would be almost no lingering internal injuries.

"Don't you need to give me some medicine? You just gave Lord Deathmask medicine!" Yin Shiqi was still a bit uneasy.

"How can your injuries compare to those of Lord Deathmask?"

Aus glared at him and added, "Furthermore, the physique of a Saint is inherently different from ordinary people, and the self-healing ability is extremely strong."

"The minor issues you have will be fine after resting for a while!"

"It is not easy for me to gather these herbs, so stop wasting my medicine!"

Ordinary medicine was not as effective as a Saint’s self-healing ability, so the medicine he used consisted of very special herbs that were hard to collect and could not be wasted casually.

"Oh!"

Seeing that the man refused to give him any medicine, Yin Shiqi could only respond helplessly.

"Alright, we can chat another time. I have experiments to conduct! Don't come and bother me again unless necessary!"

Aus waved his hand, turned, and disappeared into the entrance of the infirmary temple.