Work Prophet
Chapter 116 - 32: Clever, Stupid and Kind

Chapter 116: Chapter 32: Clever, Stupid and Kind

Upon first laying eyes on Li Yu, Fitzwilliam was filled with caution for this human clad in black foreign attire, with only a pair of eyes visible.

The person before him was really too young, incomparable in experience to someone like Tessa, who had practiced medicine for many years as an old priest, and the subsequent question from the shipwright about how many people Li Yu had cured confirmed this point further.

"About thirty or forty people."

That was how the person replied.

Although Fitzwilliam was disappointed, he still asked again, "Then, are you confident you can cure my sister?"

"No."

The shipwright looked towards Miss Rabbit to his side.

However, before he could speak, Li Yu continued, "At times like this, stop being fussy. Haven’t you already sought the Priest from the Silver Moon Church? Did she cure the child...or do you have someone else besides me who can cure your sister? If so, I can leave right now."

"No, please do not leave! I implore you to save my sister!" Fitzwilliam clenched his teeth and fell to his knees before Li Yu, "I’m sorry, I should not have doubted you or the God you serve."

"Look how things have gotten, if I can’t cure your sister, you will probably still think I’m someone Ireya brought in to conjure tricks, purposely deceiving you into thinking she did all she could. You might even harbor resentment against us."

The shipwright’s true feelings had been touched upon, and he looked embarrassed.

"It doesn’t matter, the doctor-patient relationship is always like this everywhere," Li Yu replied, his expression unchanged, "If you have nothing else, please step aside, I need to start healing."

Fitzwilliam silently moved aside upon hearing this.

It wasn’t just because he truly had no other choice and could only place his last hopes on the oddly dressed black-clad figure before him, but also because Li Yu’s composed demeanor had rubbed off on him, reigniting a sliver of hope in his heart that had once been extinguished.

But what truly astonished the shipwright was that after Jane swallowed a small white tablet, after a while, her temperature miraculously began to drop, and she regained some consciousness.

Fitzwilliam held his weak sister, overcome with joy and tears.

Yet, Li Yu cautioned, "Don’t celebrate too soon; it’s likely she’ll have a fever again in the afternoon. Give her another one of these tablets then. The same goes for later...do not exceed four tablets in a day. For now, we need to get her temperature under control."

Li Yu then observed Jane for a long time.

The girl was lucky and didn’t show an allergic reaction, though she was still in discomfort and occasionally moaned; her vital signs slowly stabilized.

However, it would generally take another two days for the conditions to improve.

Li Yu left enough antibiotics and fever-reducing medication for three days of treatment and informed the shipwright of the dosage and timing for each medication.

He stressed that Jane must take her medicine on time, even if she was no longer suffering from diarrhea.

The treatment for acute dysentery typically lasts 7 to 10 days, and more time is needed for severe cases.

Moreover, if not fully cured, it could potentially develop into chronic dysentery, which would be much more troublesome to treat, requiring several courses of treatment.

After discussing the medication, Li Yu called over the maid who looked after Jane, instructing her to be careful when cleaning up Jane’s excrement and vomit, ensuring not to mix it with domestic water, to cover her mouth and nose, and to avoid touching it with her hands.

Moreover, she should prepare liquid food for meals, and the utensils should be for Jane’s use only.

Dysentery is contagious, though not highly so.

But if care were not taken, it could still spread, and Li Yu did not want to see a whole castle suffering from vomiting and diarrhea the next time he visited.

After some thought, Li Yu called over his first follower, Hera.

He gave her some antibiotics and ibuprofen to keep safe.

Since Li Yu would only spend one day out of three on the Bratis Continent, he needed to make some preparations for his absence. He could dismiss the others, but he especially needed to ensure the life of a certain Miss Rabbit was preserved.

Lest the partner he had painstakingly chosen and was still nurturing suddenly be lost.

Li Yu had no intention of establishing his own kingdom, as monarchic power was only temporary. In comparison, divine power was much more enduring, and governing a nation involved too many trivial matters that required a great deal of energy.

His goal was still to teach religion and gather faith. The latter was the only thing he could take with him from this continent.

Besides the first piece of land, which he had to attend to himself to set an example, he didn’t want to be personally involved in everything that followed. At most, he would just oversee the general direction.

In Li Yu’s future plans, Ireya was indispensable.

The path he had chosen did not require a strong ruler. On the contrary, the existence of a strong ruler was very dangerous to the power of the God. However, Li Yu did not wish for an inept ruler to harm the people of this land either.

Although, in a sense, a suffering environment could accelerate the spread of faith.

But such means contradicted the initial purpose of establishing the Double Rest Sect, so Li Yu ultimately chose a benevolent monarch.

She might waver, be weak, and easily swayed by the opinions of others; yet, at the same time, this also meant she could listen to counsel, continuously self-reflect, and would turn back promptly due to the kindness in her heart after making wrong decisions.

Just like now, Ireya was following closely behind Li Yu, watching him heal someone named Jian, assisting him in his work.

She looked just like an elementary school student who, after scoring last in the midterms, eagerly helps with household chores to aid her mother.

After giving instructions to the Maid, Li Yu took off his rubber gloves and walked out of the room.

However, before he could say anything to Ireya who was following him, there came another thud.

It was the Shipwright kneeling down again.

And this time, he was genuinely sincere.

Fitzwilliam had not expected that a seemingly incurable disease, which left all the Herbalists of Green Field helpless and even the Priests of the Silver Moon Church had declared hopeless, could be so easily controlled by this young man dressed in black and referred to as Prophet—whom after a few questions, flipping through some pages of a book, and producing some strange little bottles, handled it effortlessly.

Moreover, Li Yu implied that the subsequent treatment wouldn’t be difficult and that Jian had a good chance of complete recovery.

This was nothing short of a miracle!

And in the eyes of the Shipwright, Li Yu had become indistinguishable from a God.

He said excitedly, "Please, tell me the name of your God! As long as my sister lives, from this day forth, I will follow in your footsteps, become your follower, till death do us part!!!"

"I am not a God, just a Prophet. My God is called Saturday. As for your wish to become a follower of Saturday..." Li Yu paused and looked toward Ireya.

At that moment, the girl was also happy for the siblings. When Li Yu suddenly turned to her, she didn’t quite catch on and subconsciously asked, "He says he wants to be a follower of Saturday, why are you looking at me?"

"I don’t have the right to preach outside the Church’s territories, remember?" Li Yu said nonchalantly.

"Um... Although it’s outside the Church’s territories, his sister was brought back to life by you, and since he has decided he will only believe in Saturday, I see no reason to stop him," Miss Rabbit blurted out, but then she faintly felt something was off.