" Here. Get her checked. "
he threw me like a thrash bag in front of an elderly looking man.
The man took a curious look at me and then looked back towards Draco.
" My Lord, you seem injured too. "
" It's nothing! "
Draco was about to leave when I held his arrogant hand.
" Ahh! "
his moan gave away the truth.
" You should get yourself treated first. "
I pulled him back and made him sit on the place he had just disposed off me. This Dragon was too proud for his own good.
The elderly looking man glanced from my face to Draco's and then looked down. Was there a little smile or perhaps amusement on his face?
" Make it quick Marcus! I have other things to tend to as well. "
he roared.
" Yes my Lord. " the man jumped up to action.
" Maids. "
he yelled.
I looked around. We were in some sort of a medical facility. It was different from the room I had first woken up in, in this world. That was more life a retreat. A place to rest. This was like a real facility.
There were instruments of different metals hanging on its translucent walls.
What's with the translucency of the walls in this realm? Did they not uphold privacy.
Anyways. Back to the instruments. Had I not known we had come here to be treated I could have easily mistaken them for weapons of butchering. They were sharp, twisted and of weird shapes. Probably to match these creature's anatomy.
This place fascinated me. I was doing my major in Alternate Medicines back in my world. This was an alternative of another level.
A group of heavenly looking maidens rushed in after the man called Marcus's instructions. He hurled some instructions at them and they immediately started grinding and plucking herbs from the pots, planted all around.
I peeked here and there. There was another section with bottles, jars and the likes. It was the most colourful part. I presumed they were medicines. More like pre-concocted potions.
I stook and went to take a look. I was wrong. Those were not any ordinary potions. As I walked between the many rows I saw live creatures inside each bottle. Each jar. Were these preserved for research purpose. I wondered. The man called Marcus had his eyes on me too.
" How much longer? "
Draco's gritted question made me jump up.
" Done, my Lord. Maids, bring it here. "
The maids rushed towards Draco with a golden tray in hand. It had a yellowish paste on top of it.
Was it turmeric? I wondered, to treat his blisters.
One of the maids stood holding the tray. The other brought a bowl of liquid. The other one was carrying a fabric of some kind. It wasn't, though it looked very much like silk.
Marcus motioned one of them with his hands.
One stepped forward and asked, " My Lord, may I? "
She kneeled down to remove his clothes from the place where there were the blisters.
" DON'T YOU DARE! LIANA! "
Draco glared at the poor girl with such ferocity as soon as she touched his sleeves that she rolled over the floor in fear. Cowering in a corner and shaking.
I too ran towards Draco with brisk steps.
" Do it! "
he uncovered himself and turned towards me.
Did he want me to dress his wounds. I could do it , easily had we been back home. But here, I had no clue.
Marcus came to my quick rescue.
" Take this cloth and clean the wounds first my lady. "
he extended the fabric towards me that looked like silk.
Was he asking me to clean a blister with a dry silk cloth. I didn't know if I was supposed to be crying or laughing.
May be he understood my confusion. He nodded towards me. I took that as a thumps up. And closed my eyes and went about with it.
With the first touch on his wrists, I had hoped for his blood to spill and him to go mad. But none of it happened. The cloth indeed was magical. With every touch with every dab, it air brushed the blisters. As in a beauty editing app. It was pixelating the flaws and making them less prominent.
" WOW! What is this stuff! "
I could not help but wonder as I slowly went over Draco's arms.
" Done. Draco. It's time to turn back. "
I rotated him so that his neck faced me this time. I slowly went over each blisters. This time more confidant. He had a lot of them. Gosh! And he was about to leave with these untreated.
I blew over his sinewy features as I finished dabbing on them. His muscles twitched. I looked at him. Over eyes met but he quickly turned them away.
" All done Sir Marcus. " I stood up from the kneeling position. Smiling, satisfied as I observed my work of art.
" Very well done my lady. Now please wash your hands in this and apply the paste all over. "
" Sure. " I diligently followed instructions.
" Whoah! " I laughed. It tickled as soon as I put my hands inside the liquid bowl.
It was like Rainbow Water. Nah! Rainbow spirit. My hands did not get wet no matter how much I soaked them. It just got ticklish.
" Come here! "
I asked the maid with the paste to come forward. I was holding my hand like we used to, back in our world, after sanitization.
" My Lord, this might sting a little bit. It's a new herb that I have just developed. "
Draco paid no attention.
I took it on my hand. The consistency did feel like turmeric, but it was more slimy.
" Draco, please stretch your arms. "
I wasn't expecting him to, but he listened.
The first layed I put on him.
" HOLY SHIT! "
The entire room turned towards me, including Draco.
With just one layer of application, his blisters were gone, along with it's blemishes. It was black magic.
I was swooning over the fact, how rich I might become if I took this back to my world and patented it.
Girl! Girl! Girl!
This was some next level shit.