"Looking for a doctor?" The steward’s face imdiately darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Zhuzhao people, I think you’ve co to the wrong place. We only have witch doctors here, no doctors."
"No, no, no, you do. We know you have a doctor here. You’re hiding the doctor and won’t let us treat our illness. If anything happens to my senior brother, even your Nanzhao Emperor won’t be able to bear the responsibility!"
"You all..." The steward was furious, his face ashen, and he snorted, "Whether His Majesty can bear it or not, we still don’t have a doctor here. This is a Witch Doctor Village."
"Oh? Is that so?" He suddenly pointed at a stilted building and said, "How co I heard there’s a doctor living in that building? What? Didn’t your Great Shaman tell you?"
"How could it be?" The steward looked surprised and shook his head, "We Nanzhao people don’t trust your doctors. Our Great Shaman couldn’t have brought back a doctor."
He knew a woman lived there, brought back by the Great Shaman from outside. Usually, everyone respected the Great Shaman imnsely, and as long as he didn’t say anything, no one would ask. But he had never thought that the woman brought back by the Great Shaman was a doctor.
"Then go and ask her if she can cure my senior brother’s illness," Yue Rujing insisted relentlessly.
The steward thought Yue Rujing was utterly unreasonable and snorted coldly, "Our Witch Doctor Village doesn’t treat your patients. If you want a doctor, have the ability to go back to Zhuzhao Country to find one. We don’t have the doctor you’re looking for here. Go, go, soone, drive these two out for ."
In no ti, over a dozen Nanzhao witch doctors arrived and surrounded Yue Rujing and Jie Zhonglin.
Yue Rujing was still provocatively shouting, but Jie Zhonglin, seeing the situation turning bad, quickly explained to the steward, "Everyone, please calm down for a mont and listen to what I have to say."
Jie Zhonglin was a cripple, and regardless of the type of healer, they always had a bit of sympathy for such people.
Seeing this young man’s humble attitude, in sharp contrast to the cursing Yue Rujing, their attitudes towards him improved significantly.
The steward gestured to the others to wait a mont. Then he said to Jie Zhonglin, "You seem to be a reasonable person. Fine, let’s hear what you have to say first."
Jie Zhonglin appeased the ignored Yue Rujing at his side, then spoke kindly to the witch doctors.
"You all have probably heard about the arranged royal marriage between Nanzhao Country and Zhuzhao Country. Considering the timing, your country’s fifteenth prince should already be on his way to Zhuzhao Country to marry the Princess."
The steward nodded and said, "That’s right. This is now known throughout the city; of course, we are aware of it."
Jie Zhonglin smiled and added, "I am the envoy of Zhuzhao Country, and the person who is ill is our Crown Prince. I kindly ask for the witch doctors’ assistance. The Crown Prince’s illness cannot be delayed."
"Zhuzhao Country’s Crown Prince?" Now the steward could not casually drive them away. He looked at the two with astonishnt and, worriedly, said, "Since it’s the Crown Prince who is ill, it indeed can’t be delayed. Please, lead the way, and we’ll go to treat the Crown Prince imdiately."
On the other side, Yue Rujing was sullen and said, "Who wants you to go? We’ve said we don’t want witch doctors; we want a doctor."
"We’ve said it, we don’t have a doctor."
"Then have the woman from the stilted building co with us to take a look."
"She was brought by the Great Shaman; we can’t let her go with you."
"Do you an to delay my senior brother’s illness? Or should I take a trip to the Imperial Palace to ask His Majesty for a decree?"
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