Chapter 199: Jiang Feifei

Cheng Feng walked home slowly, carrying an exquisite medicine box. When he stepped through the door, he found the women of the household had already risen and begun their martial arts practice. Their figures danced in the sunlight, their movements vigorous yet languid; perhaps because they were too tired last night, they all seemed exhausted and listless this morning.

Watching them, a sense of guilt could not help but well up in Cheng Feng's heart. This was all because his actions last night had been too impulsive and his force too heavy.

He did not regret it. After all, life was like this; it required some passion and impulse to make it more interesting and fulfilling.

Cheng Feng walked into the courtyard and said softly, "You all should stop for a moment."

Hearing his voice, the women stopped their movements one after another and looked at him in confusion. Cheng Feng revealed a faint smile and explained, "Just warm up today; take a good day of rest."

After saying this, he turned to Xu Miao and said, "Have the kitchen prepare a grand meal; everyone should rest well today."

Xu Miao nodded, indicating she understood. Cheng Feng watched Xu Miao's departing back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Feng hoped the women would recover their strength as quickly as possible, let them feel his care and affection, and then prepare for tonight's "intestine-twisting battle."

The newly formed Chaotic Void Steps would depend on the women giving their all to support him.

Cheng Feng knew that doing this was somewhat unscrupulous, but this was his own shortcoming, and occasionally, it could be considered him adding a burden to the women.

As a man, it is normal to provide for women, but what can women give back to a man?

Besides bearing children, there is also satisfying a man's core needs; what was he working so hard to add points for?

Wasn't it just the hope that everyone could eat well, drink well, and dress well? It was that simple.

Setting down the medicine box in his hand, Cheng Feng went to the medicine hall outside again. The auxiliary materials had all been bought, but there was still a set of tiger bones that needed to be purchased.

And the medicine hall that possessed tiger bones, coincidentally, was the place where Cheng Feng had previously bought the Small Medicinal Pill—Yonghe Hall.

Furthermore, Jiang Feifei, whom he had inquired about earlier, was also here—a beautiful woman who understood Medical Skill and was at the Skin Refining Initial Stage.

Being able to attract the lewd remarks of ruffians and hooligans, she likely looked quite good; it was just a matter of whether Cheng Feng had any hope of learning this Medical Skill.

After all, there were two medical books at home that he hadn't even begun to master yet!

Cheng Feng had come to this old place, Yonghe Hall, quite often in the past. He still remembered that at the time, he hadn't injected super Blood Qi and was just an Ordinary person; then, after overworking himself, that old man had even mocked him.

Cheng Feng had no idea that the old doctor, who looked like he was on the verge of death, actually had a granddaughter. Now, stepping over this familiar threshold again, those past memories surged into his heart like a tide.

Cheng Feng could not help but feel deeply emotional; time flies like an arrow, and he had finally climbed up a step, realizing what he wanted.

Cheng Feng pushed open the door, and the familiar scent of herbs rushed to his nose, intertwining with the smell in his memories, causing an inexplicable sense of intimacy to well up in his heart.

Inside the shop, several apprentices were busy organizing medicinal herbs, while that old doctor, who had once shown him a hint of mockery, was currently closing his eyes to rest, seemingly deaf to the clamor around him.

Cheng Feng offered a soft greeting. The old doctor slowly opened his eyes, a flash of surprise crossing them, followed by a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Yo, isn't this Young Brother Cheng? It's been a long time; you've changed quite a bit."

Cheng Feng gave a humble smile and said, "Thanks to the good medicine from you, old sir, back then, I was able to grow. I've come this time to buy some tiger bones; I wonder if the shop has any in stock?"

The old doctor nodded, signaling for an apprentice to fetch the goods, and said proudly, "That goes without saying. This shop is a decades-old establishment; naturally, we have even uncommon tiger bones, but the price..."

Cheng Feng hurriedly said, "Price is not an issue, as long as you have them here."

"I see the young brother is also a Martial Artist; are you preparing to nourish your bones in advance?"

Cheng Feng scratched his head in embarrassment. "Not at all, not at all. I just happened to obtain a prescription that is beneficial to the body, so I bought it to try. Secondly, I actually wanted to inquire: regarding Medical Skill, I wonder if the old sir would be willing to offer some guidance?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of approval crossed the old doctor's eyes. "Guidance is too strong a word, but exchanging ideas is certainly possible. However, the path of Medical Skill is broad and profound, not something to be mastered in a day or two. If you truly have this heart, you might as well start by learning the basics and accumulate knowledge slowly."

Just as they were speaking, a figure slowly walked out from the Rear Courtyard. She was dressed in simple, elegant clothing, looking refined and otherworldly, like a lotus flower rising from the mud without being stained, radiating a charming luster. When she saw Cheng Feng, she was slightly stunned at first, then politely met his gaze.

"Grandfather, I've encountered a difficult problem here. Why is it that when Jiexiang Grass and Huangling are combined, they cannot effectively treat Wang Apo's cold ailment?" Jiang Feifei asked in confusion.

The old doctor answered with a smile, "Wang Apo might have been drinking more soybean soup lately, but she didn't tell you, did she? You can ask her more carefully."

Hearing this, Jiang Feifei nodded thoughtfully and turned to walk toward the inner hall. Cheng Feng silently watched her departing back, a look of appreciation inevitably showing in his eyes, and he asked deliberately, "Who is this young lady?"

The old doctor said proudly, "This is my granddaughter, Jiang Feifei."

"Miss Jiang is not only beautiful and moving, and kind-hearted, but she is also so diligent in studying the medical path; it is truly admirable," Cheng Feng praised sincerely.

Hearing this, Jiang Feifei smiled slightly, her voice as gentle as water. "The young master is too kind. As a healer, one should possess a heart of kindness and virtue. The path of medicine is broad and profound; if the young master has any questions, I will naturally answer them without reservation."

After a pleasant conversation with Jiang Feifei, the benevolent healer, Cheng Feng successfully purchased the required tiger bones. It had to be said that these tiger bones were not cheap; Yonghe Hall only had half a tiger's worth of bones left, weighing eight catties, and they charged Cheng Feng eighty taels—eight taels per catty of bone—which was truly not cheap.

Cheng Feng did not say much more; he paid the silver and went straight home to boil the medicine.

He found a small clay pot, placed five taels of tiger bones and one stalk each of the two main herbs, Sky Eye Sparrow and True Orchid Flower, into the pot, added an appropriate amount of water, and began to light a fire to boil it.

As the fire gradually grew stronger, the water in the pot began to churn. Cheng Feng gradually added the auxiliary herbs: honeysuckle, red-thread grass, and white-burn. The tiger bones were also boiled until they gradually turned white.

After boiling for a period of time, the medicinal liquid had become thick; one pot was roughly enough for three doses. Cheng Feng carefully poured the medicinal liquid into a bowl, picked it up, blew on it gently to cool it, and drank it in one gulp. The medicinal liquid tasted somewhat bitter upon entering his mouth.

After drinking the medicinal liquid, Cheng Feng lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the medicinal effect to take hold. He closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. Gradually, he felt a warm current rise from his abdomen and flow to his limbs and bones. This feeling made him feel very comfortable, as if the bones throughout his entire body had softened.

This also had an effect on a Bone Refining Martial Artist, but that warm current disappeared after a while. However, confirming that there was no problem with the prescription, Cheng Feng directly called for Cai'er, Xu Miao, and Yu Niang—the three women he valued most in this Rear Courtyard—and divided the Tiger Bone Soup equally among them to try drinking it first.

Primarily for Xu Miao, the woman most likely to break through the Bone Refining Realm.

After drinking it, the three women felt nothing bad, so Cheng Feng stopped worrying; after all, this was a tonic meant for Bone Refining Martial Artists.

Cai'er and Yu Niang should still drink less; the main force still had to be Xu Miao.