Chapter 102: Mother

Samod opened the doors to the room and walked inside. 

"Is that our cus— a disciple? Ah, you have someone shadowing you today, Samod?" the physician inside the room asked.

"Yes, Elder Neal. This is brother Ning. He will be under me for today so I can teach him the ways of an attendant," Samod said. 

"Good morning, Elder Neal," Ning greeted respectfully. 

Elder Neal nodded and asked, "Is this your first time seeing a physician?" 

"Uhh… No. I once came here a few months ago to get medicine for my bird. The first elder had helped me at the time," Ning said. 

"Oh, so you have seen physicians in action huh? I was looking forward to impressing you, tsk," Elder Neal said as he clicked his tongue. 

"Hahaha, Elder Neal, your plans got water all over it," Samod said as he laughed too. 

Ning didn't understand what was so funny but seeing the two laugh, he wanted to laugh too. 

"Hmm…" suddenly Samod stopped laughing and took out a piece of paper and looked at it. Squigly lines were written all over it. 'Huh? What language is that? How come I don't know it?' Ning was surprised.

Technically speaking, he should know every single language and alphabet out there, but he couldn't understand what the squiggly lines said. 

'Maybe it's not a language?' Ning wondered. 

"Come, brother Ning, a patient has arrived," Samod said and dragged Ning all the way to the registration hall. 'This place is too small when compared to the rest of the place,' Ning thought. 

"Brother Samod, here," the man at the registration called over. 

In the hallway was an old mother with a 2-year-old child in her embrace. "What's wrong?" Samod asked. 

"Her child fell from the stairs and seems to have broken his right leg," the man said. Samod nodded and said, "Come with us, miss." The woman quickly followed Samod and walked in. 

Ning walked behind her, fully seeing the mother's worry. It made him feel a little sad. 

'Did my mother worry about me like this when I was young?' he wondered. Ever since the accident that sent his life in a downward spiral, he had never thought about his parents aside from the occasional times when he felt lonely. 

Earlier on, he would feel angry and betrayed that they left him alone. He would even curse at them for leaving him behind. But as he grew older and learned more about the world, he just felt sad about his parent's early death and started to stop thinking about them. 

However, seeing the mother's worry… it all came flooding back in. 'My parent's probably loved me the same way, perhaps even more,' he thought. 

'If only I could see them once more…. See them once more?' his eyes started getting wide.

'System, can I get my parents back? Can I get them back? Please, say yes. Please, can I get them back?' He asked. 

<You can recreate the body, you can recreate the memories, but you cannot recreate the souls of that which is already dead>

<Soul is a form of energy and is thus you are not allowed to create it>

Tears streamed down his eyes. He had expected some answer along the same line, but he still had some hope. In the end, it was all for nothing. 

He quickly wiped his tears and saw that the mother was doing the same as well. She was crying too. Of course, she was. Her child was hurt; if a mother wouldn't cry there, then who would. 

Ning almost asked the system to help her son right now, but stopped. 'No, I need to see that everything I have done for the past 30 days was not in vain,' he thought.

They finally reached the room of Elder Neal and entered. Neal watched the group walk in and asked, "What's the problem, Samod?" 

"Her son fell and broke his leg," Samod said as he took the boy from the mother's embrace and brought him to the elder. The boy was unconscious from the pain.

Elder Neal first woke up the child. The child woke up and started crying once more, but elder Neal ignored him. Instead, he started poking around his leg, trying to find the point of fracture. 

He took the child's cries as an indication of whether he was in the right area or not. Ning watched all of this happening from afar and thought to himself. 

'From the looks of the child's cries the Tibula bone has fractured. To heal, we would need to make a paste out of Water Ox's horn powder, Silver Eagle's feather, Wild Roseberry, Emerald Ginger, Crying Fruit's seed, and Upside down gourd's water. Put it around the fracture area and then put a cast on it.'

"Samod, Bring me a clean slab," Elder Neal said. Samod went to the drawers near the walls and brought out a clean slab and placed it in front of the elder. 

Elder Neal then started taking items out from the storage bag. Water Ox's Horn, Silver Eagle's Feather, Wild Roseberry, Emerald Ginger, Crying Fruit's Seed, and an Upside-down gourd. 

He cut off a piece of the ox's horn and turned it to powder. He put the feather, berry, ginger, and seed as is. Then, he opened the upside-down gourd and poured a little water out of it. 

He started crushing all of them together with a small rock until they were fully incorporated with each other and were a smooth paste. He then applied it all over the side of the little boy's calf and took out two sticks which he put on either side of the boy's leg. 

He then pulled out a clean bandage and wrapped it around the leg until it was fully covered. Only then did Elder Neal stopped concentrating on the boy and took a breath. "He will be fine now," he said, reassuring the mother. 

"Thank you so much!" the mother started crying. 

Ning, however, didn't process any of it. He could only think of a single thing right now. 

'I was right.'