Based on his understanding of Cole, that girl would definitely not return to the other side of the sand-proof wall, so why was there no mark of her
After moving a few steps forward, a mark appeared at the limit of perception.
Bai Luo's eyes lit up at first, then he showed a disappointed expression.
Because the bright mark belonged to Cyno, who had provided him with the cat-transforming potion.
Tsk... Where has this girl gone to have fun again
There are the skills that I taught her, plus her Grass Elemental God's Eye.
Bai Luo didn't worry about her safety at all.
At least judging from the fact that she once cooperated with Ye Lan to break into the Fatui's stronghold at night, there are not many people in Xumi who can hurt her.
Never mind, I'll look for it again when I have the chance.
Let's take a look around Pantalone's business route first.
The port of Omos is located in the Atuo River Valley of Xumi.
It is known as the harbor controlled by two trees.
However, the scholars of the House of the Decrees did not like this place very much.
After all, there was once such a saying circulating here.
"The sermons of wise men are so dull. It is better to fill a glass with wine brewed from flowers and embark on a voyage to conquer the seven seas."
But no matter what, this is definitely one of the most prosperous seaports in the continent of Teyvat besides Liyue Harbor.
"Going to deliver the letter again?"
After organizing his medicine bag, Tinari saw Cole following him.
Originally he didn't want to let the child come along.
After all, there is still a long distance between Huacheng Castle and Omos Port. It is hard to say whether she can hold on as she has the magic scale disease.
But considering that if the child stayed in Huacheng Castle, she would inevitably risk her life to govern the Dead Zone, so he had no choice but to hire a yak pack animal and bring her to the port of Omos.
"Um."
Touching the letter in his pocket, Cole nodded and said.
So far, she has sent dozens of letters but has not received a reply.
She didn't think that Bai Luo had abandoned her. After all, they hadn't seen each other for so many years, and he could still recognize her at a glance. He didn't look like the kind of person who would abandon her so easily.
If she keeps sending letters to the other person, maybe the other person will receive it one day.
"Well, we have to bring a letter to Lana afterwards, so don't delay too long."
Because he had been the one who helped treat Cole's illness, Tinari knew very well that as long as she was not in the dead zone, she would generally not encounter any danger.
After giving some instructions, he went to do his work with peace of mind.
As for Cole, she brought the letter to a mailbox near Port Ormos.
Only after making sure that the postman had taken the letter did he leave with peace of mind.
but
"Oh! My God, please spare me! I have already arrived at the port of Ormos, why won't he let me go!"
Somewhere Cole couldn't see, a man howled to the sky in despair.
He used to work in Xumi City, and from a certain time on, he was often assigned some letters.
The letters were written in a language he could not understand.
He searched all the scholars he knew in Xumi City, and even used the void terminal to ask, but there was no response.
I wanted to return the letter to the writer, but found that I couldn’t understand all the words on it and I didn’t know where to return it.
In the end, he was fined a large sum of morats for retaining too many letters.
He had no choice but to be transferred to Port Omos, a place that his colleagues considered to be very hard.
He never thought that on his first day at work, the same letter appeared in front of him again.
He even suspected that his colleagues were deliberately making things difficult for him.
What to do? Where to send it? To whom
In any case, the letter must not remain in his hands any longer.
Otherwise... ... he doesn't know where to be transferred.
Well, let’s leave it to the wise little auspicious grass king to decide.
While his colleagues were not paying attention, he quietly put the letter into a bottle and threw it into the sea.
I'm afraid it's not just Cole. Bai Luo himself didn't expect that the reason why he had never received any letters from Cole was entirely because the handwriting of Cole was simply not something that ordinary people could recognize.
That’s right, even Tinari had to study the sketch of reed flowers sent from Liyue before he could understand the child’s handwriting.
If Bai Luo knew about this, he wondered if he would regret teaching his cursive writing to the other party.
In short, after wandering around Pantalone's business route, Bai Luo returned to Liyue Harbor.
But he did not return to the Yanshang Tea House, but went to another place.
If we talk about who to turn to when you are sick, I believe the first person that people in Liyue Harbor would mention is Bai Zhu.
As the leader of Bulu, Bai Luo has personally experienced his medical skills.
However, not everyone would go to Bubulu for medical treatment, unless they encountered some difficult and complicated diseases that ordinary doctors were helpless to treat.
For illnesses like colds, abdominal pain, and injuries, people would go to ordinary pharmacies and ask the pharmacists to help them get some medicine.
"Come to help?"
The old pharmacist looked at the young man in front of him with a little surprise.
His pharmacy is indeed short of staff recently, but he won't hire just anyone.
For example, the young man in front of you.
Based on the old pharmacist's years of experience, this person has no medical knowledge at all, and if he is rashly hired, something bad will probably happen sooner or later.
"Don't worry, old man. I learned some techniques for suturing wounds a few years ago. If you don't believe me, I can demonstrate it to you on the spot."
Bai Luo learned a lot from the doctor, and the thing he was most proficient at was suturing wounds.
After all, when he went to help, the first task the doctor assigned to him was to suture the wound.
And it's a living person.
In that situation, Bai Luo's suturing skills were even more perfect than those of some professional doctors.
This is also the reason why he felt that Bai Zhu's sewed more than 200 stitches on his body was a magical technique, as he himself was in this line of work.
"May I have your name?"
Seeing Bai Luo so confident, the old pharmacist took out the paper and pen next to him and planned to let him try it.
But it is definitely not like the doctor who tests it on real people.
"Bai Tong."
"What did you say it was called?"
The old pharmacist, who was just about to start writing, was stunned when he heard Bai Luo's name.
Because this last name seems familiar.
"Bai Tong, and I have nothing to do with Bai Shu."
"... ..."
No matter how you look at it, Bai Luo's words seem to be a cover-up.
Because he had just heard from the Qianyan Army who came to him to get medicine that a distant relative of Mr. Bai from Bulu had returned to Liyue from Inazuma.
Could it be this person
With some doubts, the old pharmacist asked him to try to sew it on the animal skin first.
A minute later, he looked at the stitched animal skin and put it down silently.
"Does Mr. Bai Shu know that you are here?"
"I have nothing to do with Baizhu..."
"Okay, okay, I get it. Name your price. How much Mora a day?"
"... ..."
Seeing the old pharmacist's expression that said "You are related to Atractylodes macrocephala", Bai Luo could only sigh.
Nowadays, not many people believe him when he tells the truth.
"It's free. I just came here to practice because I feel my skills are still a little lacking."
"... ..."
This time, it was the old pharmacist's turn to remain silent.
Even if he studied till he was buried in the grave, he probably wouldn't be able to learn this technique.
This guy actually said that it's still a little lacking.
Should we say that they are worthy of being members of the Bai family
But it doesn’t matter, as long as his skills are up to standard and he is responsible to his patients.
After making a brief note, the old pharmacist let him stay here temporarily.
If it were someone else, it wouldn't be that simple.
Who can blame him for having Bai Zhu backing him up
"How's business, old man?"
About half a day after Bai Luo entered the pharmacy, an adventurer carrying a fishing rod walked in under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Judging from his Mond accent, he must be from the neighboring country.
However, as a time-honored pharmacy in Liyue, foreigners often came here, so he did not find it strange.
"What's wrong, young man? Do you need some medicine? Do you have a prescription?"
"It's like this. I was fishing at the harbor last night and accidentally fell into the sea. The sharp rocks scratched my lower back. I thought it was nothing serious and I didn't want to treat it. But the senior from the Adventurer's Association told me that it would be better to come and take a look."
The Mondstadt adventurer said this as he lifted up the clothes on his back, revealing the slightly hideous wound.
The wound was very obvious on the thin body, and happened to be near the right kidney.
"This wound... ... did you apply medicine yourself?"
After putting on his glasses and carefully examining the other person's wound, the old pharmacist asked.
"Well, those of us who are adventurers often have to spend time outside, and getting injured is inevitable."
The Mondstadt adventurer nodded and spoke out.
This is not something that needs to be hidden.
"Go inside first, I'll apply some herbs on you."
Looking at the adventurer in front of him, the old pharmacist actually wanted to say in his heart: You are so lucky.
Even if he sews up a wound of this severity, it will probably leave some scars.
But if the man named Bai Tong takes action, I'm afraid he can handle these stitching marks perfectly.
What he found a little strange was that this adventurer was obviously here for the first time, but he was very familiar with the room where they were treating injuries.
Without anyone leading the way, he actually went there on his own.
After cleaning the wound and applying herbal medicine, the old pharmacist called Bai Luo, who was reading a medical book nearby, over.
Because of this severity of the wound, he is the only one in the entire pharmacy who can sew it up.
After Bai Luo came in, the adventurer lying on the hospital bed glanced at him.
Hmm... This baby-faced boy looks familiar, but I can’t remember where I added him before.