Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 550: Seeking Medical Treatment, It Must Be an Immortal

Chapter 550: Chapter 550: Seeking Medical Treatment, It Must Be an Immortal

He even thought that the officials from Kaifeng Prefecture knew how to treat illnesses, after all this time, still feigning concern and checking on others, it turned out they couldn’t treat illnesses either.

"Let’s ask the innkeeper," suggested Marshal Tian Peng. "He’s been here for such a long time; he surely must have faced this situation more often than we have."

"Good idea," said the Head Escort. "I’ll go and call him now."

One of the escorts went to find the innkeeper and soon came back with a troubled expression.

"What’s wrong?" asked Marshal Tian Peng when he saw his troubled face. "The innkeeper said he doesn’t know what to do either. He mentioned that there haven’t been many such cases here because people traveling need to take care of their health. Hardly anyone falls sick in this place, and the only thing ahead is a station with no help available. The only solution is to go back to Bianjing City to find a physician."

"What kind of solution is that?" Marshal Tian Peng was getting angry. "We’ve traveled a whole day to get here, and now he wants us to go back?"

The innkeeper had already come out and was apologizing with a smile. "I’m truly sorry, honored guests, I really don’t know how to treat illnesses. We are all cooks here, could it be a cold? In that case, shall I have the kitchen make a bowl of ginger soup?"

Marshal Tian Peng really felt like cursing. "Do you have any brains? This is a Monk, and you want to make ginger soup for a Monk?"

"Oh my! Look at my foolishness," the innkeeper said, smacking his forehead.

"Then, I really have no other solution here. We have horses, and if we ride hard, perhaps we can make it in half a day."

However, the Head Escort pointed out that even if they brought a physician, they would still need to escort the person back, wasting an entire day’s journey.

The Head Escort was not concerned about the wasted time; he was considering their situation; after all, the escort agency charged by the day, and the longer they waited, the more they had to pay.

"It doesn’t matter; treating the illness is what’s important," the Prefect of Kaifeng said. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Marshal Tian Peng pondered for a moment; he wasn’t in a rush to leave. Waiting another day wasn’t a big issue for him, but an illness wasn’t just about waiting another day. If not handled properly, it might become a severe problem in three or four days.

"My lord, I know someone who is particularly good at treating illnesses. Let me go call him over," Tian Peng suggested.

He was solely focused on wanting the Monk’s condition to improve quickly, not willing to wait any longer. His public persona was that of someone who loved his people, so he couldn’t really just leave the Monk stranded here.

You know someone?" the Prefect of Kaifeng looked at him in surprise. "I thought you had never been to Kaifeng Prefecture before?"

The implication was clear: if he hadn’t been to Kaifeng, how could he know who in Bianjing was skilled in medicine?

"I’ve never been to Bianjing before," Tian Peng responded without batting an eyelid. "But that doesn’t conflict with knowing people in Bianjing."

Indeed, there was no conflict; many people from other places came to Bianjing City throughout the years, working in various trades. It was not strange for him to have acquaintances in the city.

"Haven’t you not handled a horse in a long time? Can you still ride?" the Prefect of Kaifeng was somewhat incredulous.

"My lord, I think you might not have heard about something called muscle memory," Tian Peng smiled. "Don’t worry, I can do it."

Seeing the young man’s confident gaze, the Prefect of Kaifeng didn’t object any further. He called for the innkeeper to bring a horse and saddle up.

"Don’t worry, my lord, I’ll be back shortly," Tian Peng said as he mounted the horse, still looking somewhat unskilled.

"Are you sure you can manage?" the Prefect of Kaifeng was still doubtful of his skill. "If not, give me the address, and we’ll send someone else."

"Your Honor, rest assured, the two words I can’t stand to hear are ’impossible’," Tian Peng said with a smile as he nudged his horse’s belly, "I will be back before noon, and everyone just needs to take good care of the monk."

After bidding farewell to the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture, Tian Peng rode off toward Bianjing City.

The remaining people, seeing Tian Peng’s horse-riding skills improve, also began to feel at ease.

When his figure had vanished into the distance, they returned to the post station to look after the monk along with the others.

Once Tian Peng was out of sight, he sped up. He wasn’t heading straight for Bianjing City but veered off to a secluded spot, where he took out a Spirit Stone from the Silken Pouch to absorb.

Feeling his body filled with Spiritual Power, Tian Peng concentrated, held his breath, and then searched his mind for a contact he could use—Hua Tuo.

However, his relationship with Hua Tuo wasn’t very close, and now that he was no longer Marshal Tian Peng, he wondered if Hua Tuo would report his whereabouts to the Jade Emperor.

That won’t do, Tian Peng quickly crossed Hua Tuo off his list of potential contacts.

If Hua Tuo wasn’t an option, there were others. Tian Peng thought for a while. At this time, there wasn’t a single Immortal Official in the Heavenly Court he could trust. His current situation was pretty grim; even getting a few elixir pills from Gold Star Taibai wasn’t going to be easy.

After thinking of several names without finding anyone suitable, Tian Peng had no choice but to mentally reach out to Sun Wukong.

"Mr. Monkey, I’m in a bit of trouble right now, could you come over from Chaos Residence?"

It would only take an instant for Sun Wukong to come over. Barely had Tian Peng caught his breath when Sun Wukong was already there.

"Mr. Monkey, you came over so quickly."

Tian Peng looked up, delighted to see Sun Wukong, "It’s Mr. Monkey who really cares for me. I thought of several people in my mind, none of them was appropriate. After much thought, Mr. Monkey was the best, and to my surprise, you came right after I spoke to you."

Sun Wukong snorted, "So, I wasn’t the first one you thought of. If I’d known earlier, I would have dawdled a bit longer to keep you waiting."

"Ah, Mr. Monkey, I was afraid of bothering you," Tian Peng hastened to say.

Sun Wukong was, as always, proudly capricious. The moment something went wrong in the conversation, he’d get angered, and Tian Peng had to quickly soothe him, "Look how busy you are every day at the milk tea shop, and now, you even have to help me sort this out. I care about you, and that’s why I didn’t call you first."

This time, Tian Peng’s flattery was spot on, causing Sun Wukong to nod arrogantly, "Alright, since you’ve put it that way, I’ll trust you this one time."

"But there’s one thing—you’re going to be the third disciple of our Master soon. In the future, you’ll have to prioritize me and Master in everything you do. As for our junior sister, she’s visiting her family now, so we don’t need to call her, got it?"

"Understood, I didn’t think it through just now. I’ve realized it now, and in the future, I will consider you first and foremost!" Tian Peng promptly responded.

Sun Wukong spoke with satisfaction, "Good, now that you understand, tell me, what brings you to call me over this time?"

"I came to Bianjing to report to the authorities, so they could properly punish the County Magistrate of our village. Then, the officials here said we should head to Chang’an to have an audience with His Majesty, so I came along. But we ran into some trouble on the way."

"What trouble?" Sun Wukong asked.

"We encountered a monk, and he knows the officials. They said they would travel together, and the monk agreed. They were supposed to set off together today, but the monk had a problem," Tian Peng explained.