Chapter 218

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Chapter 218"Master, I saw that Miss Fang Rou's injuries are not simple; it looks like a knife wound. And Master Fang's cultivation is profound, having reached the Internal Organs Realm. The one who could injure them is no ordinary person." After a moment of silence, Lu Qing spoke. His special ability, although able to see through all the information in the world, wasn't unlimited and had a certain randomness. Just like this time, he couldn't find out the cause of Miss Fang Rou's injury from Fang Tao and the others. "Whoever it is, as doctors, we always focus on treating and saving people. As for those grudges and enmities, we should avoid meddling if we can." The old doctor said. "Disciple understands." Lu Qing nodded. He sensed the peculiar aura surrounding them and couldn't help but praise, "Master, your Precelestial Domain is truly marvelous. I wonder when I can reach such a realm." "Don't flatter me. Your talent is much stronger than mine. With the upcoming spiritual revival, it won't be long before you reach my level." The old doctor laughed and scolded. He knew Lu Qing's cultivation talent best. He even suspected that his disciple hadn't advanced to the Precelestial Realm yet not because he couldn't, but on purpose. Otherwise, it only took him a few months to step into the Internal Organs Realm from just starting martial arts. It didn't make sense that two years later, he still hadn't broken through to the Precelestial Realm. However, the old doctor knew Lu Qing always had his own plan for cultivation, so he never questioned it. After chatting for a while, the master and disciple went to sleep. As for Xiao Yan, she was already asleep, holding Xiao Li, and even Wei Zian was asleep. Mago was responsible for the night watch, and Lu Qing would take over in the second half of the night. After all, one must always be vigilant when traveling outside. While Lu Qing and the others lay down to rest, Fang Tao and his people were also whispering about something in the inner hall. "Master, now we're trapped here by the heavy rain, and Junior Sister is still critically ill. What if the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect catch up?" said a disciple named Dasha. "They shouldn't." Fang Tao pondered for a moment before replying, "Our escape route this time is quite remote, and this heavy rain has washed away all our traces. The people from the Flowing Cloud Sect won't find us easily." "The Flowing Cloud Sect is really despicable. Our manor gives them so much money every year, yet they turned on us. That damn Young Master even wants to take Junior Sister as a concubine. Master, why didn't you let me kill him with one strike back then!" Dasha said indignantly. "If we had killed the Young Master, we would have been doomed with no way out." Fang Tao sighed, "The Flowing Cloud Sect is domineering, with a Precelestial ancestor sitting in charge. That Young Master is his only great-grandson. If he dies, the Flowing Cloud Sect will be furious, and there will be no place for us in this world." "But now, without killing that Young Master, we're still being chased by the Flowing Cloud Sect. What's the difference, Master?" Dasha asked, puzzled. "Without a blood feud, there's still room for negotiation. I have some ties with an elder from the Guiyuan Sect in Qingzhou. If we can escape to Qingzhou and ask Guiyuan Sect to mediate, maybe we can turn hostility into peace with the Flowing Cloud Sect." Dasha remained silent. He thought of the Young Master's face and felt that his master was overly optimistic. Given that vengeful character, would he really agree to reconcile after suffering such a loss? In Dasha's view, it would have been better to kill that scoundrel with one strike. Even if they all died in the end, at least they would have taken someone down with them. Thinking of the massacre of familiar guards and servants by the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples, anger surged in Dasha's heart. If he were strong enough, he would have stormed the Flowing Cloud Sect alone for revenge! But as a disciple, he could only follow his master's decisions, no matter how unwilling he felt. "However, this is just my hope." Fang Tao continued, "If the people from the Flowing Cloud Sect catch up before we reach Qingzhou, we will have to fight to the death. Dasha, if the Flowing Cloud Sect people come to the temple, remember to dissociate from Doctor Chen and the others. They have been kind to us; we must not repay kindness with ingratitude." "Of course, but Master, what if the Flowing Cloud Sect people insist on attacking Doctor Chen and the others?" Dasha asked. He couldn't forget how brutal the pursuers were. Fang Tao hesitated, then gritted his teeth, "Then we'll fight them to give Doctor Chen and the others time to escape!" ... Lying on the ground with his eyes closed, Lu Qing's lips curved into a smile. Although Fang Tao and the others spoke softly, it was as loud as a conspiracy in front of Lu Qing, a martial arts expert. After confirming that Fang Tao and the others had no ill intentions, Lu Qing finally felt relieved and fell asleep. The night passed without incident. Fang Tao's daughter showed no abnormalities and did not disturb Lu Qing and the others in the middle of the night. As Lu Qing was responsible for the second half of the night watch, he got up early to prepare breakfast, so when everyone woke up, they smelled a delicious aroma. "Lu Xiaolangjun, up so early?" Fang Tao was surprised to see Lu Qing busy. "Just a habit." Lu Qing smiled, "Master Fang, I've also prepared breakfast for you. And this medicinal porridge is for Miss Fang. I estimate she should wake up soon." "Really..." Fang Tao was overjoyed and was about to ask more when a girl named Qian Lin ran out of the hall. "Master, Junior Sister is awake!" "Xiaorou is really awake?" Fang Tao was overjoyed, both with his daughter's awakening and with Lu Qing's precise prediction. "Lu Xiaolangjun, please excuse me." "Wait, Master Fang. Since your daughter is awake, please take this medicinal porridge to her. She needs to replenish her strength after such a severe illness." Lu Qing handed over a bowl of medicinal porridge. "Thank you, Lu Xiaolangjun." Fang Tao gratefully took the porridge and hurried into the hall. He saw his daughter half-sitting up. "Father." Seeing Fang Tao, Fang Rou called out weakly. "Xiaorou, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Fang Tao hurriedly asked. "Much better. Father, where are we now?" Fang Tao realized his daughter had no memory of the recent events. Indeed, before arriving at this temple, she was already semi-conscious. It's normal she doesn't remember. "We are in an unnamed temple. You were injured and invaded by cold air. Your condition was critical. Fortunately, Doctor Chen, who was also sheltering from the rain here, helped us, saving your life." Fang Tao explained. "And my clothes..." Fang Rou blushed. She noticed her clothes were not her own but seemed to be men's clothes. She wanted to ask about it, but her senior sister had already run out to inform her father. "Your clothes were also lent to us by Doctor Chen and his people. They are all men, so only men's clothes were available. But don't worry; your senior sister changed your clothes for you." Fang Rou breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, Doctor Chen has indeed been very kind to me. I must thank him personally." "No rush. Once Doctor Chen and the others wake up, I'll accompany you to thank them." "Alright." Fang Rou responded softly. Suddenly, she smelled a peculiar scent and looked around, finding the source from the bowl in her father's hand. "Father, what's in your hand? It smells so good!" Fang Rou's throat moved. She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. The aroma immediately made her feel hungry. "Oh, I almost forgot. This is medicinal porridge cooked by Doctor Chen's disciple, Lu Xiaolangjun. He said you would wake up this morning, and just as he predicted, you did. Truly foresightful." Fang Tao handed the porridge to his daughter, "Xiaorou, you haven't eaten for almost two days. Drink this while it's hot." "Medicinal porridge?" Fang Rou looked at the porridge in surprise. In her experience, anything medicinal was usually bitter and hard to swallow. But this porridge smelled so good; it was strange. With curiosity, Fang Rou took a spoonful and tasted it. Her eyes brightened, and she began to eat more eagerly. Seeing this, Fang Tao knew the porridge suited her taste and felt relieved. Soon, Fang Rou finished the entire bowl, reluctantly handing it back to her father. She felt she could drink several more bowls but knew she was still recovering and shouldn't overeat. "Master, Doctor Chen is here." Just as Fang Tao took the bowl, his disciple Dasha came to report. "Please invite him in!" Fang Tao quickly said. "Master Fang, I heard your daughter has woken up, so I came to check." The old doctor smiled as he entered. "Indeed, my daughter just woke up and drank a bowl of medicinal porridge prepared by Lu Xiaolangjun. Please, Doctor Chen, check if she is fully recovered." "Let me take her pulse." The old doctor approached Fang Rou. The girl's gentle and kind demeanor made her feel at ease, and she naturally extended her hand. The old doctor placed his fingers on her wrist, carefully sensing before withdrawing his hand. "Congratulations, Master Fang. The cold air in your daughter's body has been mostly expelled, and the wound on her shoulder is healing. With some rest, she will be fine." "Thank you, Doctor Chen!" Fang Tao, finally relieved, bowed deeply to the old doctor. "Thank you for saving my life." Fang Rou also tried to get up to thank him but was gently pressed back by the old doctor, "No need for such formalities. You just recovered and should rest more." He then added, "Master Fang, my disciple has prepared some breakfast. If you don't mind, please join us." Naturally, Fang Tao and his disciples were very grateful. Soon, everyone gathered around the fire to eat. The breakfast Lu Qing made was simple: a big pot of bacon rice and a jar of wild vegetable soup. But Fang Tao and his disciples ate heartily. Not just because Lu Qing's cooking was excellent, but because having a hot meal in the midst of life and death struggles was a rare blessing. "Doctor Chen, I see the rain might continue for another day or two. What are your plans?" After breakfast, Fang Tao asked. "What else can we do? We travel by carriage, not suitable for rain. We can only wait for the rain to stop before moving on." The old doctor replied. Fang Tao didn't know whether to feel relieved or worried. If Doctor Chen and his people left in the rain, it wouldn't be good news for them. His daughter's injuries meant she couldn't be exposed to the cold rain again. S~eaʀᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Staying in the secluded temple alone would be much harder. But if Doctor Chen and his people stayed, who could guarantee that the Flowing Cloud Sect wouldn't catch up? He couldn't bear the thought of implicating the kind doctor. Struggling between selfishness and morality, Fang Tao was at a loss. Considering the heavy rain, Fang Tao decided that the Flowing Cloud Sect wouldn't pursue them until the rain stopped. So he decided to keep the situation hidden for now. "In that case, we'll have to trouble Doctor Chen for a bit longer. Here are some gold leaves, though a little, please accept them as a token of my gratitude." Fang Tao took out a small stack of gold leaves from his pocket and handed them to the old doctor. The old doctor looked at the gold leaves, weighing at least a few taels, and smiled, taking only one piece. "This much is more than enough for your daughter's treatment and medicine. Master Fang, keep the rest." "But Doctor Chen..." Fang Tao wanted to say more, but the old doctor shook his head lightly, "Master Fang, we doctors treat and save lives, following our hearts, not for profit." Seeing the old doctor insist, Fang Tao had to put away the rest of the gold leaves. His respect for the old doctor grew, along with his guilt. Showing a struggling expression, Fang Tao finally decided to confess. "Doctor Chen, there's something I must explain to you..." Table of content

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