Chapter 196

"Mr. Bai Zhu? Are you alright?"

Bai Zhu opened his eyes in a daze, and what came into view was a delicate and cute little girl.

Carrying a large medicine basket, she looked at him with some worry.

"Yaoyao? I am..."

Bai Zhu looked around in confusion; he was still in Bubu Pharmacy, and everything around him was so familiar.

"Mr. Bai Zhu, you finally woke up. Honestly, what time did you go to sleep last night! How could you sleep so soundly?"

Yaoyao let out a long breath, hands on her hips, looking like a little adult:

"Even though the Rex Lapis helped you cure your illness, you can't abuse your body like this! Go to bed early, get up early, exercise diligently, and maintain a healthy routine."

"Besides, if you collapse, who will take care of Qiqi!"

"Honestly! I almost called the Millelith for help just now. Please, Mr. Bai Zhu!"

"You are a doctor yourself; you should know what a healthy biological clock is like, right?"

Yaoyao chattered on, criticizing Bai Zhu, but Bai Zhu looked dazed. After a moment, he seemed to react.

He looked at Yaoyao with some anxiety.

"I was... sleeping here the whole time?"

Seeing this, Yaoyao looked at Bai Zhu suspiciously.

"You didn't get sick again, did you, Mr. Bai Zhu? You don't even know if you were sleeping or not?"

"You've been sleeping here since just now; I pushed you and you didn't react. By the way, what kind of dream did you have to be so emotional?"

"Forget it, forget it. I came to find Qiqi. If you're fine, I'll go first. Also, Mr. Bai Zhu, you've just recovered from a serious illness; it's not suitable for you to practice medicine far away recently."

"Even if a doctor is benevolent, you have to take care of yourself, right? Otherwise, if you collapse, how can you save more people?"

Seeing Yaoyao about to leave, Bai Zhu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said:

"Yaoyao, you just said my illness is cured?"

"Yeah!"

Yaoyao looked at Bai Zhu, puzzled.

"Didn't you ask the Rex Lapis to help you cure your illness at the Rite of Descension? Speaking of which, did you pay the fine for causing trouble at the Rite of Descension?"

"Don't let the Ministry of Civil Affairs come to investigate you later."

Bai Zhu's headache grew worse; he felt he had forgotten something very important.

"Has the Rite of Descension already passed..."

"Mr. Bai Zhu, did you really sleep your brain into trouble? Do you want to prescribe some medicine for yourself?"

Hearing this, Bai Zhu forced a smile and said slowly:

"Sorry, I slept for too long and haven't reacted yet."

Although there were still some things he hadn't sorted out, Bai Zhu felt it was better to deal with Yaoyao first.

Otherwise, this little one could lecture him for half a day.

"Qiqi should be behind Bubu Pharmacy; go find her."

Seeing that Bai Zhu had calmed down, Yaoyao felt relieved and walked towards the back.

"Wait, Yaoyao!"

Suddenly, a strong obsession made Bai Zhu subconsciously stop Yaoyao and ask:

"Do you know about the legends of Sword Immortals and the cultivation novels circulating in Liyue recently?"

Yaoyao looked at Bai Zhu, puzzled, and muttered:

"Are there? How come I haven't heard of them?"

Bai Zhu was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"I must have remembered wrong. It's okay, go find Qiqi."

Watching Yaoyao leave, Bai Zhu looked at his hands; that painful feeling had indeed disappeared.

According to Yaoyao, he had asked the Rex Lapis to save his life.

So, the illness that had plagued him for so many years was gone?

This should have been a happy thing, but for some reason, Bai Zhu couldn't be happy.

It seemed as if a voice in his heart was telling him he had forgotten the most important thing.

His heart also felt somewhat empty.

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, so Bai Zhu simply stopped thinking about it.

Just then, several patients arrived.

"Mr. Bai Zhu, please save my child! He has had a high fever all night and just fainted!"

Hearing this, Bai Zhu hurriedly cleared his messy thoughts and got up in a rush.

"Put him on the bed. Family members stay, others go out."

Bai Zhu, who had just woken up, threw himself back into the intense work of treating and saving people.

And this life lasted for more than half his life...

Time seemed to pass very quickly.

In Bai Zhu's impression, decades seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

In these decades, he treated and saved people, and the number of patients he brought back to life was countless.

Bubu Pharmacy had expanded more than a dozen times, but even so, the pile of banners couldn't be stored.

Bai Zhu became a famous medical saint in all of Teyvat.

The disciples he trained numbered in the thousands, inheriting his will and running all over the world to fulfill his wish of treating and saving people.

Bai Zhu had achieved success and fame.

The name of Mr. Bai Zhu spread throughout Teyvat.

At this time, he was old and frail, with white hair on his shoulders, and although his face could still show what he looked like when he was young,

his eyes were already cloudy.

Walking a few steps made him pant for a long time.

It wasn't that his body was bad, it was just...

he was old after all.

Sitting on a rocking chair at the entrance of Bubu Pharmacy, watching the children coming and going,

the respectful title of Mr. Bai Zhu was heard incessantly.

Bai Zhu's life was wonderful; after curing his own illness, he saved countless people.

But Bai Zhu didn't feel happy.

He seemed to have forgotten his most fundamental dream...

Day after day, Bai Zhu's body became weaker, and the flame of his dream was dying.

Until...

he suddenly saw Qiqi...

120. Bai Zhu: The Immortal Touches My Head, I Attain Longevity!

Decades passed, and Qiqi's appearance remained unchanged; she was still that little girl.

Even, as ignorant as ever.

"Qiqi..."

Bai Zhu's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.

Qiqi turned her head blankly, looked at Bai Zhu for a long time, and then picked up her yellowed notebook with some distress.

"Mr. Bai Zhu..."

"Your memory is as always, Qiqi..."

Bai Zhu gave a bitter smile but couldn't help coughing a few times.

He understood that his time was running out.

He lifted his withered palm, full of age spots, and gently touched Qiqi's head.

"Qiqi... I think I have to go..."

"Mr. Bai Zhu... are you going to pick herbs?"

Qiqi looked at Bai Zhu blankly.