Treating Robin

On this journey, it seems that there is always something to teach, and Ling Fan's mouth is hardly idle. However, Robin also behaves quite obediently, showing great interest instead of impatience with Ling Fan's constant teaching.

Nonetheless, on the way back after fetching water, Ling Fan stopped teaching Robin and instead tested her. He pointed to a grass and asked what it was, then also pointed to a flower and asked what kind of flower it was. But Ling Fan's mouth never stopped.

After assessing Robin and asking her several questions about the things he pointed out, Ling Fan discovered that Robin had an excellent memory. She could accurately answer everything he asked her about the things he taught her. This pleased him.

By now, the sun was rising higher, and the temperature had noticeably increased.

It took Ling Fan half a day to fetch only two buckets of water, so his efficiency was not great!

It seemed like he should teach Robin some movement technique, or else they would always be this slow. Ling Fan thought about it, but he didn't reveal anything to Robin.

After placing the water aside, Ling Fan brought some firewood and rocks and set up a large pot. He poured the fetched water into the pot and called out to Robin, "Robin, I'm entrusting you with the task of boiling the water. Let me know when it's boiling."

After saying that, Ling Fan ignored Robin and brought out the large pot he purchased.

Then, Ling Fan kept busy, continuously adding various herbs into the large pot.

While busy, Ling Fan felt a pain of regret, thinking to himself, "What a waste of these precious treasures. If only they could be refined into spiritual pills."

Ling Fan dared not think further, fearing that the more he thought, the more regretful he would become.

Now, Ling Fan was more determined to improve his cultivation base. Only with sufficient spiritual energy could he refine spiritual pills, refine weapons and equipment, and study unknown things better...

While Ling Fan was lost in thought, he heard Robin's sweet voice saying, "Master, the water is boiling."

Robin's voice no longer sounded hoarse. It seemed she still needed someone to take care of her!

"Okay, I got it." Ling Fan had just put the final ingredient into the container.

Ling Fan carefully poured the boiling water from the pot into the container. A strange smell arose, a mixture of fragrance and a hint of bitterness. In any case, the smell was quite strange.

After sealing the container tightly and placing a large stone on top, Ling Fan glanced at Robin, who was looking curiously.

"This is called herb blending. You won't understand even if I explain it now. I'll tell you slowly when I have time," Ling Fan said, paying no more attention to Robin and busying himself inside. He seemed to have endless tasks for the day.

When Ling Fan finally came out, he saw Robin still standing there, looking foolish. He couldn't help but think, "I have so much to do, and there she is, just standing around. I should find something for her to do."

With that in mind, Ling Fan fetched a wooden basin filled with "Fire Fang Grass." At the same time, he held a roughly three-inch stone stick in his hand.

"Robin, come here," Ling Fan called.

"What can I do for you, Master?" Robin obediently approached, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Crush this 'Fire Fang Grass' grass. We'll need it later," Ling Fan said, handing the items to Robin and demonstrating a few crushing motions.

For about half an hour, Ling Fan uncovered the lid of the container. Then he said to Robin, who had finished crushing the herbs, "Robin, place the materials on the ground and come over here."

Robin obediently walked over. Ling Fan calmly instructed her, "Take off your clothes and soak in this container. You're not allowed to come out without my permission."

Robin was momentarily stunned but didn't say anything. She immediately began undressing, displaying a somewhat heroic spirit for such a young girl.

As Robin removed her clothes, her body was covered in sores. If an ordinary person saw her body right now, they would have already been frightened. She hardly looked human, with such suffering at such a young age. It was truly a tragedy.

The water in the container was still slightly hot, but compared to the pain Robin had endured, a little heat was negligible. With almost no signs of distress, Robin jumped into the container, the water reaching just below her neck.

Seeing Robin's obedience, Ling Fan was pleased. He thought having an assistant like her would save him a lot of trouble.

While Ling Fan thought that, his hands were not idle. He covered the container tightly, but this time without the stone on top. Perhaps afraid that Robin would be frightened, Ling Fan kindly reassured her, "Endure it a little longer. Your wounds will heal once you get out."

Afterward, Ling Fan didn't idle either. He brought several large leaves from outside, each about the size of a dining table, along with many slender strands of grass.

Time slowly passed as Ling Fan occasionally spoke a few words to Robin, checking on her condition inside the container.

After five hours, Ling Fan finally lifted the container lid and said to Robin inside, "You can come out now."

As soon as Robin emerged, Ling Fan hurriedly led her to the fire pit to dry the herbal water on her body. He repeatedly instructed her not to wipe herself with anything.

Feeling a bit cold after coming out of the water, Robin crouched by the fire pit, trembling.

By now, most of the sores on Robin's body had visibly reduced, and the remaining ones had started to close and scar. Furthermore, her skin was no longer as pale as before but had a slight blush.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the medicinal water on Robin's body dried up. However, Ling Fan didn't let her put her clothes back on. Instead, he made her lie down on the large leaves she had crushed earlier, and he began applying the crushed herbs all over Robin's body.

After a busy period, half an hour later, Ling Fan had applied the herbs to every part of Robin's body, where there were sores or wounds.

Still, Ling Fan didn't allow Robin to put her clothes back on. Instead, he carefully wrapped her in the large leaves, ensuring only her nostrils were left uncovered. She was securely wrapped like a big dumpling.

Only then did Ling Fan finally breathe a sigh of relief and take a moment to rest.

As Ling Fan reflected on the situation, he found it quite amusing. This was the first time he had used this method to treat someone. In the past, when his spiritual power was still there, he didn't have to go through such trouble.

What pleased Ling Fan, though, was that Robin had been surprisingly obedient throughout his efforts, saving him a lot of trouble.