章 33: Slow Lily

Since he had already vowed to himself that he would follow Gao Lan Mei and would fully trust her, he endured the pain, until he was able to swallow all the contents.

He covered his mouth using both hands to not vomit, the pain and the sour smell were making him throw up but he endured it.

Another jade bottle was given to him. His heart sank and his eyes watered, but still took the bottle and drank all the contents.

After the fourth bottle, he did not care anymore and just continued to drink the contents.

He did not notice that when he started to sweat heavily. The sweat released a foul stench that could easily make anyone heave.

The last bottle was finished. He did not know how many bottles of the tortuous medicine he was able to drink.

His face full of agony, stomach-churning from all the liquid that he had consumed.

Gao Lan Mei checked his pulse, "Your throat will still hurt if you try to speak too much. Take this as a mouthwash. I forced out most of the poison, but there is still some left. I do not like using needles on men, endure the liquid until you can't."

She handed him a jade bottle that contained a liquid that smelled like mint, then left.

The mute old beggar was dazed. He was still trying to understand what Gao Lan Mei said.

'Try not to speak too much' He repeated that to himself repeatedly in his head. There's hope but he did not want to expect too much.

Opening his mouth, "I… I…" He said. "Ca… Can… Speak…" Slowly speaking the words, the mute old beggar could not contain himself and started to sob.

"I can talk!" He shouted with enthusiasm.

"I told you not to speak too much. Get out! You smell awful." Gao Lan Mei returned and found the previously mute old beggar sobbing.

She was never good with this type of things. Since it was awkward for her, she might as well kick the old man out.

"Master I can talk!" Ignoring her initial outburst, the old man hurriedly came closer and kneeled. He could finally speak! Though his voice was still rough, at least he could already utter words!

Gao Lan Mei covered her nose and angrily looked at the old man, "Yes! Clean yourself first!"

With another rebuked, the old man then realized that he smelled so bad that he himself would not be able to endure it in normal circumstances.

He was not able to contain himself earlier due to happiness, "I'm sorry, master. Xiao Jun will take his leave and get back later."

The previously mute old man who seemed so weak left revitalized like he had become younger by a couple of years.

Of course, that was because of the liquid medicine that he forced himself to drink.

Though she could not create any pills due to her current spiritual strength, Gao Lan Mei could still make medicine and perform acupuncture.

The effect was not miraculous but would still work when needed.

Aside from making Xiao Jun speak, she also restored his cultivation. The poison would not kill immediately, it would take years for it to completely spread removing the senses one at a time.

Gao Lan Mei had heard about the poison before and it was called Slow Lily. Though it was her first time, curing one it was still manageable.

The poison attacked first the spiritual sense which was the cultivation, then the mortal sense. Starting with speech, next visual, then smell. After that would be hearing then finally touch.

The knowledge of knowing that you will eventually lose these senses would drive a man insane.

For Gao Lan Mei though, years were too long. She was interested in developing the poison for a faster effect.