Chapter 236: Very Considerate

Doctor Tang was in a very bad mood today.

When a peer came over to speak ill of his Apprentice, Doctor Tang would, of course, defend them while face-to-face.

Even if it wasn't a formal master-apprentice relationship, Rong Huan was currently staying at the Tang Sect and calling him Master; aside from the agreed-upon exchange of benefits, he also had to shoulder the responsibilities of a master, so he naturally had to provide extra protection in front of outsiders.

However, after the other party left, Doctor Tang began to ponder.

He didn't understand how things really were and had only heard the other party's one-sided story, so he had to wait for Rong Huan to return to ask properly.

If Rong Huan was truly acting arrogant and domineering outside, he would have to lecture him!

Since there was a master-apprentice relationship on the surface, one had to be careful outside and not ruin the sect's reputation!

Finally, when Rong Huan returned, before the master could even speak, the Apprentice was already shouting: "Help! Master! Someone is trying to harm me!"

Hearing this vigorous shout, Doctor Tang thought Rong Huan was making excuses for "acting arrogantly outside." In any case, judging by the voice, he was safe and sound.

But after this cheap Apprentice brought in a small ice box and explained the matter of Anxiang Hall, Doctor Tang's focus shifted completely!

Wen Gu only picked and chose what to say.

Doctor Tang also chose to listen to only a few sentences, filling in the cause and effect himself, and then extracting the parts he deemed important.

"Where is the poison pill? Let me see!"

Without needing Wen Gu to open it himself, Doctor Tang quickly took his tools, opened the ice box, and took out a poison pill from inside.

Being highly experienced, Doctor Tang understood how Zhang Dalang was harming people as soon as he saw the poison pill.

After he understood, he became even angrier: "Some clever ideas, but the effort wasn't spent on proper business; it was all used to harm people!"

After scolding for a few moments, Doctor Tang peeled off the rubbery skin on the outside of the pill.

The skin was made of medicinal glue, boiled and then solidified.

After high-temperature sterilization, the toxic, filthy blood stained on the medicinal glue had its toxicity eliminated, and once cooled, there was no need to worry about being contaminated by Evil Poison.

Doctor Tang continued to focus on the medicinal glue. When he was focused on his work, he would ignore the movements around him.

Wen Gu kept watching from the side, catching a gap to ask: "Master, what are you doing? Could it be that you can tell something from the medicinal glue?"

"Zhang Dalang said he made the medicinal glue himself."

Doctor Tang came back to his senses and was even a bit surprised: "You're still here?"

Hearing Wen Gu ask about the medicinal glue again, and thinking that this matter involved his Apprentice and that the people from the Xinzhou Xunweis took it very seriously, he didn't chase him away. He shook his head, continued working on what was in his hands, and replied: "This glue-making craft is not ordinary; it doesn't look like something made casually. Every family has different methods for making medicinal glue, and I find the glue on this pill a bit familiar!"

Usually, if he obtained a novel pill, Doctor Tang would test the ingredients inside. It was the same now.

It was like dismantling a difficult problem; one might not necessarily crack another's secret technique, but one could know the general type.

Famous doctors had their own circles and understood the skills of various families; by carefully analyzing the medicinal glue, one could find the person who made it.

Medicinal glues with different components and ratios dissolved at different speeds in hot water.

The medicinal glue Zhang Dalang used on the poison pill could achieve its purpose perfectly; either the glue came from someone else's hand, or he had obtained immense luck and made it by pure chance.

Doctor Tang's words meant: the craft of medicinal glue should have a lineage; it wasn't easy for an ordinary person to figure it out!

Wen Gu was satisfied in his heart: As expected, professional matters must be handled by professional people!

Wen Gu continued to stand by and watch, no longer making a sound to disturb him, allowing Doctor Tang to focus on testing the glue.

As the glue testing continued, Doctor Tang must have cracked some important information; his movements became slower and slower, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he muttered to himself: "This shouldn't be!"

Seeing this, Wen Gu asked: "Master, what did you see?"

Doctor Tang didn't answer directly but continued to ask: "Did—did that so-called Zhang Dalang really make this medicinal glue himself?"

Wen Gu said: "Yes, the people from the Xunweis interrogated him, and Zhang Dalang admitted it himself. He didn't dare let others know about these things, nor did he dare use someone else's hand; everything was made by Zhang Dalang himself."

Wen Gu asked: "Master, do you have a lead?"

Doctor Tang looked puzzled and muttered: "It shouldn't be, he is not that kind of person, perhaps he didn't know either—"

The "he" in these words, of course, did not refer to Zhang Dalang.

Glancing at Wen Gu beside him, Doctor Tang asked again: "What is the attitude of the Xunweis regarding this matter with Anxiang Hall?"

Wen Gu said firmly: "They said they want to get to the bottom of it!"

Doctor Tang wanted to advise something, but then thought that Rong Huan was just someone following orders, with little influence.

Thus, Doctor Tang packed up the medicinal glue and tools and said to Wen Gu: "There must be an inside story to this! I will go and ask!"

Wen Gu followed closely by Doctor Tang's side: "Master, are you going to find that person who is skilled in making glue?"

Doctor Tang gave an "um," and seeing that Wen Gu looked like he wanted to continue following, he said directly: "He is on another mountain. I am going over there today to chat with him; I estimate I won't be back until tomorrow. It's dangerous outside, and you were almost harmed; just stay in the sect and don't go out!"

Seeing that Doctor Tang really didn't intend to take him along, Wen Gu stopped his steps: "Fine, then I won't go out and cause you trouble! There are indeed many people watching me lately!"

As he spoke, Wen Gu took the sheepskin cloak and draped it over Doctor Tang: "It's cold outside and the wind is strong; don't catch a cold."

Doctor Tang felt comforted: This cheap Apprentice could still listen to advice and was also thoughtful.

Seeing the trusting look in his cheap Apprentice's eyes, Doctor Tang thought: I really must make that poison-testing thing as soon as possible!

In this world, there are all kinds of ways to harm people, and they are impossible to guard against; one still has to rely on oneself!

At this very moment, Doctor Tang felt a deep sense of urgency.

There are so many things waiting to be solved!

Before going down the mountain, Doctor Tang remembered the matter of that peer coming to complain, so he stopped by on the way, blocked the door like a fierce bandit, and scolded the other party for nearly half an hour!

The general meaning was—

Stop meddling in other people's business, just manage your own subordinates; I will teach my own apprentices, I don't need you to nag and point fingers!

The reputation of a sect is built on real ability, not by gossiping, spreading rumors, and stirring up trouble!

That famous doctor who complained usually appeared quite refined outside, wore casual clothes with a style of a famous scholar, and spoke quite tactfully.

Unlike Doctor Tang, who was loud and direct in his stinging remarks!

That refined-style famous doctor was blocked at his door by Doctor Tang and subjected to a barrage of continuous output, having no chance to talk back; he was scolded until his face turned green, almost fainting.

People nearby came to mediate, some wanted to argue with Doctor Tang, and others showed concern while trying to fish for information about Rong Huan.

However, Doctor Tang did not talk nonsense at all; he stretched out his finger and pointed at the surrounding doctors, apprentices from other families, and medicine workers one by one, with an expression of "don't think I don't know what you are all thinking," and declared: "I advise you, pry less into the affairs of other people's sects!"