[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Healer's First Job

Even when his face was covered to his chin, the cape somehow did not restrict his vision at all.

So, Xion observed everything around him as he waited and waited some more. Many people glanced at him and then at the board before turning away.

Now, Xion was not stupid enough to believe that he would get success with his plan on his first day. However, looking at the people turning away still left bitterness in his heart.

He was about to grow mushrooms on his body when a bald old man with long white beard limped toward his way.

"Young man? What are you selling?"

Xion pointed to the board and repeated the words, "Cheap clinic for the sick, it says here. I am a doc- healer."

Xion changed his words at the last moment. He almost forgot that in this world, Healers were the normal things.

"Ah! You are a healer! Why did you not say it earlier? Can you help me with my leg?"

Xion was startled when one loud shout from the old man gathered a few people around him.

"He is a healer?"

"Seems to be the case... Have no idea what's written there."

"That's why I did not come close to him. Didn't want to offend him, yah know,"

Hearing the vague snippets from the people watching him like some special animal in a zoo, Xion finally realized his mistake.

This was not his previous world where everyone was educated! In Eldoria Lunareth, only the nobles had the privilege to go to the academy and study. That, in turn, meant the citizens were mostly illiterate!

Hence, in their eyes, Xion must be someone from higher status.

If that was not enough, the nobles were not something these people in the bazaar could offend. There was no way these people would come to him.

Xion glanced at the old man dressed in nice clothes without patches. It was obvious that his status was better than others, yet even he was unable to read.

He looked at the board and felt his merit points going down the drain. He was shaken out of his thoughts when the old man lifted his pants up to his thigh.

His attention was immediately taken by the dark patch on the leg, giving off the pungent stench. Xion was very familiar with tissue withering and dying disease.

Unlike Gangrene, which stems from bacterial infection, Blight Rot is believed to be linked to mana corruption.

Xion mused while comparing the wound to the one he was familiar with in his previous world.

According to the books he had been reading in the estate library, when mana-infused injuries or untreated wounds come into contact with "Blight Spores" (a rare, toxic fungus), the infection takes root, sapping both the victim's physical strength and mana reserves.

This was exactly the old man's problem. If the wound had to be left for long, the leg would start rotting and then the decay would spread to the entire body. The only way to stop it was to cut the infected limb directly.

While carefully observing the infected skin near the knee, Xion secretly glanced at his surroundings. A crowd was formed all around him.

Blight Rot was commonly feared, especially by adventurers who delved into dungeons and faced creatures or environments tainted by corrupted mana. This meant that this old man was no simple person.

Xion was possibly going to treat the adventurer or worse, someone with a high status in the guild.

"Are you having fevers?" Xion asked while carefully pressing the bluish area around the wound.

The old man winced in pain. "I had one last night. What do you think? Can it be treated?"

Xion remained quiet for a bit. There were two ways to treat Blight rot.

One was the traditional way to cut the leg directly and the other was to use mana to suppress the infection.

Mana was inherently dangerous for such problems. That was why chopping the limb was preferred.

However, these plans would not treat the problem from the root.

While he was brainstorming, the old man sneakily looked at the faraway tent set at the cliff nearby.

"It can be treated, but I need your full cooperation," Xion said while pulling out his surgical tools.

"Of course!" The old man shouted excitedly and sat down on the blanket.

At first, Berry had been confused when Master told him to approach the cloaked guy. He was asked to investigate the male and return.

Never in his wildest dream, had he thought someone might claim to treat the Blight Rot, the curse for the adventurers!

Yet now he accidentally found the treasure! _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}