Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 880 - 95 Medicine King Saves the World (6800 characters, 2 in 1)_3
Chapter 880 -95 Medicine King Saves the World (6800 characters, 2 in 1)_3
“This… is actually possible?!”
“I see… I see, it can indeed be combined this way to enhance the medicinal properties, akin to turning stone into gold. Your… no, sir, your skills are extraordinary. I initially had the thought of offering you guidance, but it turns out to be a laughable notion.”
Wang Anfeng shook his head and said:
“It’s merely thanks to the predecessors.”
The elder heard his sincere words and couldn’t help but remark, “I wonder which Divine Doctor taught you, to have trained someone as talented as yourself…”
Wang Anfeng replied, “My master is indifferent to fame and fortune and has already retreated to the mountains. I truly cannot go against my master’s wishes by letting his name spread across the Jianghu.”
The elder sighed in regret, “I see…”
“Witnessing medical skills of such a high caliber should naturally bring joy, yet it’s a pity I can’t pay my respects to your predecessor, which is regrettable.”
He stroked the paper on which the method of recuperation was written, murmured twice, and suddenly curiously asked, “Since you possess such abilities, may I know what brings you to our Reviving Spring Hall? Is there any advice you wish to offer?”
Wang Anfeng thought to himself that the moment had come, immediately composed himself, sat up straight, and solemnly said:
“No.”
“I have a request that may be presumptuous.”
The elder solemnly said:
“Please speak frankly, sir; I will certainly do my utmost to assist.”
Wang Anfeng said, “To the elder, it is merely a trivial task.”
“My master has always had the heart to heal the world, and since I have inherited my master’s medical skills, it is natural to share his burdens. Having come to Liangzhou and witnessed many events in recent days, I feel compelled in my heart to borrow a space from the elder to conduct a day of charitable medical consultations.”
The elder appeared moved and said:
“This is a great charitable act, and I would naturally oblige without hesitation.”
Wang Anfeng added, “I must trouble the elder furthermore; during my consultation, I wish to use the ancient method of diagnosing by feeling the pulse through a suspended thread. My master does not wish to have his name spread, and I too do not wish to reveal my appearance.”
The elder of Reviving Spring Hall nodded and said:
“Since it is as the senior wishes, then it should naturally be so.”
Wang Anfeng displayed a faint smile and softly thanked him, feeling at ease in his heart—
Thus, he could capitalize on the gaps, using a brief respite to leave the inn, relying on Jade Bead and the connections with Shaolin Temple to appear in Rongyue City. After collaborating with Xue Qinshuang to deal with Qiong Qi, he would return to complete the charitable consultation.
When a Middle Third Rank Martial Artist acts, it is done with incredible speed, and the time it takes to come and go is never more than half a cup of tea.
On that day, they finalized the arrangement with Reviving Spring Hall for the next day’s charitable consultation, leaving the preparation of the Quiet Room to the latter and informing acquaintances. After Wang Anfeng returned to the inn, he picked up a brush to write a letter to Wuxin, briefly explaining the matter, and then awaited the next day.
…
On the following morning during the hour of the dragon, Wang Anfeng rose early, changed into a white long robe, tied his long hair into a ponytail with straw string, letting it hang behind him, with the tail slightly lifted onto his shoulder. Then he strolled towards Reviving Spring Hall. In Shaolin Temple, the garments had already been prepared in advance, and a Jade Bead had also been strategically placed in Rongyue City.
Once the number of consultations dwindled, he would be able to take advantage of the time gaps to leave instantly.
In Shaolin Temple, he would use the Face-changing Technique to deal with Qiong Qi.
Wang Anfeng walked forward slowly, his steps steady, adjusting his breathing and mindstate with each step, neither joyous nor sorrowful, preparing to implement the established plan, rehearsing each step based on his own experience until his mind became clear with each action, and his thoughts grew purer with each step.
As he approached Reviving Spring Hall, his mind became empty, devoid of any distractions, neither happy nor sad.
Yet at this moment, he suddenly sensed a rather strong Qi Mechanism.
The stable mindstate dissipated.
Wang Anfeng opened his eyes to see a middle-aged man standing at the intersection ahead, blocking his way to Reviving Spring Hall. The man had an old-fashioned appearance with broad bones, though slightly lean, and his loose clothing hung on him like it was draped over a scaffold.
Sunlight rose from the east, casting gilded edges on him, and the vast Qi Mechanism was like the spring breeze sweeping down from Heavenly Mountain over the endless grasslands in March.
Before Wang Anfeng could speak, the silent man stepped to the left with a large stride, revealing the girl behind him. The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with prominent eyes, especially her eyes, exceedingly clear, larger and more expressive than those of ordinary women.
Though her features were only about seventy percent as pretty, similar to Lin Qiaofu and Lv Baiping, the addition of this twelve-part Divine Charm made her a perfect beauty. Dressed in hunting attire, she took two steps forward with her hands behind her back and smiled, “Are you the one referred to as the person in the city of the apricot grove who can grow flesh on bones and save the dying?”
She spoke eloquently, in very fluent Mandarin, but it seemed more like literary language than spoken colloquialism. “Apricot grove” is a term self-referentially used by Medical Families, how would others use it as a reference? It sounded rather out of place.
Wang Anfeng recognized her as the Baiyue noblewoman from the previous day and, recalling her relationship with Wuxin, couldn’t help but smile, “Though I dare not boast as a member of the apricot grove, I do indeed possess some understanding of medicine.”
The girl clapped her hands and laughed, “Then it is indeed you.”
“I wonder if a man as delicate as you can handle such hardships…”
Wang Anfeng was puzzled and asked, “Hardships? Though practicing medicine is mentally taxing, it is not a physically demanding task, so what hardships are you referring to?”
The girl’s expression turned peculiar as she patted the arm of the middle-aged guard beside her, and the two of them moved aside together, clearing the view. Ahead was the alleyway; the golden sunlight blanketed the bluestone brick walls, the walls on either side extended forward to Reviving Spring Hall. Though wide enough for carriages to stride side by side, today it was exceedingly congested, with dozens of long lines queued before Reviving Spring Hall.
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