The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 22.2

“Hmph, I do that every year. However, the stock is running low. If an epidemic spreads, we won’t be able to handle it.”

“Hmm? Has another illness been spreading?”

“I can’t go into details, but there are patients who need to keep their fever down.”

“Constantly reducing fever? That sounds quite serious.”

“I don’t know the cause of the illness, so I can only provide symptomatic treatment. But how long it will last is uncertain…”

Herald had a regretful expression. As a doctor, it must be painful not to know the illness and be unable to help. It might be stronger than the feeling Mergin had when he couldn’t help Tabasa.

“Understood. I have snow flowers. Just tell me how many you need.”

“What?”

“In exchange, could you pretend this apprentice delivered them?”

“Y-Yes, that’s fine, but…”

“Then, how many do you need?”

“Currently, I can only buy up to 100.”

“Alright, I’ll give you 100 for now. By the way, what’s the usual price, the buying market price?”

“If in good condition, it’s 10,000 G per flower.”

“Got it. I’ll give you the remaining 900 when the medicine runs out. It would be troublesome if you received 1,000 all at once, right?”

“Huh?”

“That’s why the request price is 100,000 G per flower. That would be a huge loss, right? If the hospital goes under, it will trouble the citizens. So I’m offering it at the market price. For the remaining 900, let me know directly when you need them. I run a magic bookshop near the East Gate’s entertainment district.”

“Don’t worry about the money. It’s being paid by the child’s parents. But I’m grateful for the gesture.”

So, the patient must be a child of a rich or noble family.

“I see. Then I’ll accept the request as it is. Here, 100 flowers. They are fresh and have roots, so they should be used up without waste.”

“T-This… Where did you collect them?”

“That’s a secret. Isn’t it a rule not to pry into such matters?”

“Y-Yes, indeed. But this helps a lot. The child will be able to survive for a while.”

“Will it really help?”

“Well… It will ease things for a while, at least.”

“Iris, is there anything we can do to help?”

Understanding that the patient was a child, Iris asked if there was any way Mergin could help.

“Iris, treatment is the doctor’s specialty. There’s nothing we can do. All we can do is find and deliver the base material for the medicine.”

“I-I see…”

“Herald, is the child taking the medicine daily?”

“Yes.”

“Is the medicine liquid or powder?”

“Children can’t take powder well, so we give it in liquid form.”

“Daily liquid medicine for fever. It’s like torture. The child must hate taking it.”

“That’s the only option! What do you know about it!!!!”

Herald, understanding the agony of having to take extremely bitter medicine every day, shouted angrily. Even if it felt like torture, if not administered, the child might die immediately.

“Give it in powder form. It will be much better than liquid.”

“I told you, children can’t take it well.”

“No, there’s a method.”

“What?”

“Do you have anything that can flavor the medicine, like salt or something, and some cornstarch?”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’ll teach you how to get the child to take the powder.”