Wisps of morning light penetrated into the room, replacing the orange color of the stove, and reflected in Rikka's beautiful eyes, but in the end it was reflected and dispersed by the sweat beads on Boom's face.
The pills that Rikkasai put into Boom's mouth were not really something that could cure diseases or save lives, but were a kind of food that could calm people down and be more like a snack with a strange taste.
Ever since she mastered the art of medicated diet, she has been tinkering with these kinds of things from time to time. Although she failed most of the time, she still came up with several effective pills.
However, it is common sense that you need to call a doctor when you are sick. Although Rikka is happy that her herbal medicine is effective, she does not dare to control Boom's life and death because of it.
Looking at Boom who was still sweating like rain, Rikka turned around and ran out of the courtyard gate, running straight to the central area of Newk City. As the core area of the city, it is not only prosperous, but also has many doctors.
Her first choice is naturally the pure-blood elves. After the secret medicine incident, Rikka has a deep trust in those pure-blood elves.
In her eyes, the elf secret medicine is better than all other rubbish. As long as Boom takes it, he will definitely recover immediately. So driven by this idea, Rikka keeps looking for him.
However, the result was doomed to failure. Half an hour later, Rikka stood dejectedly on the street. His eyes were filled with despair, and even a trace of hatred.
"Why are there no pure-blood elves in Newk City? They must be hiding from me on purpose. Damn you, I'm going to kill you!" Rikka thought like this, then she wanted to do the next best thing and find an anthropologist. p>
However, just as he turned around, he suddenly glanced at a nearby shop. He saw an old troll sitting on a wooden chair, constantly looking at the bottles and jars in front of him.
"Both the trolls and the dark elves are famous poison masters, but for this reason, they are also excellent doctors." Rikka recalled the knowledge in the notebook and walked in.
"Little girl, there are no sweets here. Let's go quickly." The old man waved his hand and said with a smile.
"If you can cure the disease, come with me immediately!" Rikka was worried about Boom's injury and replied without any nonsense.
"First, why should I save people? Second, why do you drive me?" The old man laughed, but his hands were still playing with the bottles.
Pfft! A meteorite sword was pressed against the old man's nose and inserted deeply into the wall. The other meteorite sword was pointed at a certain corner, to be precise, pointed at a certain young troll.
"Is the other person a very important person to you, father or mother?" The old troll didn't put down what he was holding until now, and asked in surprise.
"Bring what you need and follow me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut out your tongue!" Rikka said and left the shop first.
Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to squeeze the storage bag at his waist. Then he wanted to follow Rikka, but he was grabbed by the young troll.
"Dad, who is she? A noble?" the young troll pointed at the small hole in the wall and asked softly.
"It doesn't matter who it is. This is what people are talking about. If we don't leave, we will really be killed." The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, indicating that he knew nothing now.
A moment later, the two returned to the small courtyard. The old man was standing beside the bed, constantly checking Boom's condition. Rikka, on the other hand, was staring at him like a wild beast.
"There are two reasons why there are so few high-level magicians. One is that they are dull in talent, and the other is that most of them are ambitious."
"If I'm right, this person must have practiced too much, and his magic power has just exploded." The old man stuffed a red pill into Boom's mouth, turned around and said.
"Money is not a problem, as long as I can save my brother." Seeing the other party tell the cause of the disease so easily, Rikka's expression softened a lot.
"I have two treatment methods. The first one is the most normal, taking medicine and resting. Although there is no risk, after your brother recovers, he may stop at a high level in his life."
"The second method is our troll tribe's method, which is called blood stabbing. The blood mixed with violent magic power is released from his body, which has achieved the effect of curing him without treatment."
"But, you humans are born with a weak constitution. Whether this blood-piercing technique can be successfully completed is the most critical issue. If it is not done well, this little brother, let alone a magician, will not be able to tell whether he will live or die."
The old man looked at Rikka with a smile and said calmly. He had no intention of deceiving the other party, and there was no need.
A few minutes later, the old man untied the storage bag at his waist. He saw a knife with a handle as thin as a willow leaf neatly arranged, and Rikka had also heated up hot water.
"Next, I will start to perform the blood-stabbing technique. The scene is a bit bloody, so please don't disturb me." The old man did not look back, but just gave a gentle instruction.
The sky, ocean, psychic energy, and dreams are four elements that make up "everything in existence", and the corresponding human body is also made up of four body fluids.
Blood, black bile, yellow bile and mucus accumulate in the four organs of the human body, the brain, spleen, gallbladder and lungs. This is the basic principle of troll bloodletting.
The old man opened Boom's robe, but the right hand holding the knife trembled slightly. His pupils instantly shrank into slits, shocked by the scars on the opponent's body.
He didn't know what this boy, who looked like he was only in his teens, had experienced before. But as a witch doctor, he was sure that many of the scars had only recently healed.
The first knife was slowly inserted into Boom's upper abdomen, and Rikka placed the wooden basin prepared in advance under it. It was only then that she discovered that these knives were hollow.
The second one came immediately, and a little yellow-green bile mixed with blood was seen, falling into the water instantly. Rikka's eyes became colder, but the short blade hidden in the leather sleeve remained motionless.
Without any hesitation, the old man raised his hand and stabbed Boom with the third knife again. This time, the position he chose was Boom's chest.
At this time, the huge wooden basin at his feet was already filled with blood. Seeing this, the old man took out another pill and quickly stuffed it into Boom's mouth.
Boom, who was still struggling a little, instantly settled down. After the old man finished bandaging him, he fell into a deep sleep. His breathing became smooth and he no longer sweated.
In the end, the old man held a knife as thin as a spike, and after some thought, he suddenly inserted it into Boom's temple. As for the vessel to hold the blood, it was replaced with a delicate glass bottle.
Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Drops of blood kept flowing out. The old man's expression became increasingly weird, but Rikka behind him knew nothing about it.
It was now almost noon, and the old man finally wiped his hands with a tired face, smiled and nodded to Rikka, indicating that he had completed the bloodletting technique.
"This is your reward, but if my brother dies, we will definitely meet again." Liuhua threw a money bag to the old man and said coldly.
"It's easy to say, we trolls have always been in awe of the strong, and I believe your brother will definitely become a great mage." The old man chuckled, and then left.
However, Rikka didn't notice that the hand in the old man's sleeve was trembling slightly. Because he discovered that the small bottle of blood in the storage bag was filled with an unfamiliar smell.
As a troll witch doctor, he is also a magic user. An idea that even he himself cannot believe is setting off a storm in his mind. A space magician! The blood contains space magic!