Chapter 164
Ross smiled as he walked beside her. “His Highness was planning to send all of these to you in the next couple of days, but it works out that you dropped by in person.”
“Please thank His Highness for me. And thank you all for going through the trouble of collecting so many kinds of seeds,” Eliza said warmly.
She remembered how Nolan had noticed the little herb garden she had built in her yard, and then offered to help her clear a medicinal field behind the mountain. He even promised to gather some seeds for her. She had not expected him to actually
remember.
A Prince Regent, no less, still holding onto a promise he made casually. That touched her far more than she had anticipated,
Even though giving Nolan the Everlife Vine had indeed been a risky move, as Eliza stood there now, taking in the vast collection of medicinal seeds in the courtyard, she suddenly felt it might not have been something to regret after all.
After all, Nolan had never done anything to harm her. In fact, he had probably helped her more times than everyone else around her combined.
That thought calmed the anxious knot in her chest, easing the tension she had been carrying.
“Holy Lady?” Lawrence came bounding over to her, his face practically glowing with delight. “Are you studying medicine these days? Come take a look at this prescription of mine. It’s a masterpiece, right?”
Lawrence was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and without giving Ross a chance to stop him, he rushed over and thrust it toward Eliza.
She paused for a moment, then calmly accepted the sheet. Her eyes scanned every line, carefully reading each herb listed on the prescription. Once she finished, she gave a small nod of approval.“Dr. Larson, your skills truly are remarkable. The way you’ve combined those calming and heart–settling herbs is exceptionally well done.”
“But of course!” Lawrence beamed, patting his chest with pride. “I’m the Sage of Medicine, after all. A little mental unrest? Please, that’s nothing I can’t handle.”
Eliza raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Wait? You’re the Sàge of Medicine? The one people say can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bone?”
Lawrence waved his hand, chuckling. “That’s just folks exaggerating. I saved a kid once. He was one foot in the grave, and suddenly people are saying I can raise the dead. Anyone listening would think I was God himself.”
He laughed again. “Bringing the dead back, that’s divine work. I’m not nearly that powerful. But Holy Lady, if you ever need my help with anything, just say the word. I’ll do everything I can for you.”
It was as good as a promise. There were countless people out there who would give anything for Lawrence to say that to them. A promise from the Sage of Medicine was like carrying around a get–out–of–death–free card.
As long as one was still breathing, Lawrence could snatch one back from the brink. That was his power.
“Or, if you’re interested in learning medicine,” he added with a grin, “I wouldn’t mind teaching you everything I know. What do you think?”
Eliza gave a faint smile but said nothing.
Lawrence was brilliant, no doubt, but Mary was no less skilled. After all, she was known far and wide as the Sage of Poison, on equal footing with the Sage of Medicine.
With Mary by her side, Eliza had no need for another teacher.
Lawrence caught her silence and knew she had not taken the bait. Still smiling, he quickly pointed back at the prescription. “Alright, back to the good stuff. Take another look. There’s genius packed into every line of this formula.”
Doctors from all over the kingdom, even the royal physicians, had been dying to get their hands on Lawrence’s prescriptions
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just to study them in detail.
But Eliza knew better. What Lawrence truly wanted her to see had nothing to do with the medicinal theory behind the prescription. It was the few ingredients he had carefully circled. Those were the real messages.