Chapter 228: You Are the Chosen One

Made it yourself?

Doctor Ke was in a mess in the wind.

Being able to cure such evil poison as 'See Tears Seal Throat', as far as he knew, only people from the Medicine God Valley could do it. When did such a leader appear in the medical world?

And it was such a young woman!

Could it be... Lady Du is the disciple of the Divine Doctor Jun?

But thinking about it again, that's not right. The Divine Doctor Jun clearly only had one female disciple, which was Gu Yunzhou, the legitimate daughter of the Gu family of the Minister of Revenue. And Gu Yunzhou was born mentally disabled and had always lived in the Medicine God Valley, never entering the world.

She and Lady Du couldn't be the same person.

Doctor Ke signaled the soldiers to take the scorpions back to the tent first, and after they had gone far away, he looked at Du Ruo and asked cautiously, "Forgive my presumption, but may I ask who Lady Du's master is?"

This, Du Ruo was silent.

Seeing her looking troubled, Doctor Ke hurriedly waved his hand, "No matter, no matter, I was just asking casually. Lady Du doesn't have to say if she doesn't want to."

"It's not that I don't want to say, it's just that I'm afraid you won't believe me if I say it."

Du Ruo's thoughts turned rapidly, and then she started to make things up, "About half a year ago, I had a strange dream. In the dream, I met an old immortal in white clothes. The old immortal said I had a connection with him and wanted to teach me medicine. After waking up, I inexplicably knew medicine."

"So who my master is, I actually don't know either."

She wanted to fabricate someone, but the original owner had lived in Xinglin Village since she was a child, and her personality was introverted, so she had only come into contact with a few people.

As long as one inquired a little, it would be easy to expose her.

It was better to just pull a big banner and lead it toward the ethereal; anyway, they couldn't go into her dream to verify it.

*Hehe*.

Du Ruo was praising herself for her cleverness, but when she looked up, she saw Doctor Ke opposite her with his eyes wide like searchlights, staring at her in disbelief.

Du Ruo felt her hair stand on end from his gaze.

No way, did she pull this big banner too far? Did it cause suspicion?

Just as she was thinking about how to make up for it, she saw Doctor Ke kneel down with a *thud*, his tone incredibly excited, "Lady Du, please... please accept me as your disciple!"

Du Ruo was startled and hurriedly went to help him up.

"Doctor Ke, what are you doing? Don't insult me, I don't have that ability..."

"No, you do!" Doctor Ke refused to get up, as if looking up at a god, "You are the chosen one!"

Du Ruo: "???"

What the hell? Are people in this era so easy to fool? They believe it after just two sentences of nonsense?

Fortunately, Doctor Ke lived in ancient times; if he were in the 21st century, he would definitely be in the group that gets cheated into buying health products when he gets old.

Du Ruo smiled awkwardly, "Stop joking, Doctor Ke, it's just a dream, it can't be taken seriously."

Seeing her looking frightened, Doctor Ke wiped his face, forced himself to calm down, and asked, "Lady Du, have you ever heard of the person Si Zhu Xian?"

Du Ruo shook her head, "Never heard of him."

Doctor Ke guessed she hadn't heard of him, "Then the master of the Medicine God Valley, the Divine Doctor Jun, you should know him, right?"

"Of course." The great name of the Divine Doctor Jun, Du Ruo had heard it like thunder.

"Si Zhu Xian is the master of the Divine Doctor Jun."

Du Ruo suddenly realized, so that was it, "But what does this have to do with me?"

Doctor Ke's eyes were burning, "You are the same as him, you are both the chosen ones!"

He quickly told the secret inside.

Si Zhu Xian, a person from the State of Qing.

More than forty years ago, Si Zhu Xian was still a twenty-something young man. His parents were selling breakfast at a stall in the capital of the State of Qing, relying on a meager income to maintain the family's livelihood.

Si Zhu Xian had been timid and cowardly since he was a child, not even daring to raise his head when talking to people.

And he stuttered.

His parents didn't have any expectations for this son, just letting him guard the family stall and live a good life.

Who knew that heaven has unpredictable storms.

One day, a disheveled pregnant woman who was about to starve to death came to his stall. Si Zhu Xian saw she was pitiful and kindly gave her two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

Before the porridge was finished, several fierce-looking strong men suddenly rushed over, holding sticks and starting to smash things.

Not only was the stall smashed to pieces, but Si Zhu Xian was also beaten to the point of being on his last breath, and he even broke a leg.

And that pregnant woman was nowhere to be found.

The Si parents cried to heaven and earth, inviting several doctors to treat him overnight, but unfortunately, every doctor left the same sentence in the end—

Prepare the coffin.

Just like that, Si Zhu Xian took his last breath and lay stiffly in the coffin.

According to the rules, the night before the funeral, family and relatives all had to come to keep vigil, which was considered sending the deceased on their final journey.

Just as they were burning paper and crying for the dead.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the coffin lid was flipped open with a *bang*...

"A corpse coming back to life?" Du Ruo asked curiously.

Doctor Ke moved his knees, which were sore from kneeling, and nodded, "Exactly. Si Zhu Xian came back to life from the dead, and afterward, he was like a different person. His courage grew, he didn't stutter anymore, and he inexplicably gained a set of superb medical skills."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Du Ruo.

"It is said that just like you, Lady Du, he also met an old immortal in white clothes in a dream, who said he had a connection with him, and then passed the medical skills to him."

Du Ruo: "..."

No way? Such a coincidence?

Such a cliché excuse can be hit, they wouldn't be fellow countrymen, right?

"And then?" Du Ruo asked.

"Later, Si Zhu Xian became famous, was summoned into the palace by the Emperor of the State of Qing, and served as an imperial physician for two years."

"Later, the State of Qing perished, and the royal family was slaughtered, not a single one left. Because Si Zhu Xian's medical skills were heaven-defying, the late Emperor couldn't bear to take his life, so he let him go."

"After this, Si Zhu Xian began to travel everywhere, saving the world with medicine. By chance, he picked up two homeless orphans and brought them along to teach."

"The younger disciple among them is the Divine Doctor Jun."

Du Ruo finally understood why Doctor Ke was so persistent in wanting to worship her as his master.

Doctor Ke was convinced that she, like Si Zhu Xian, had received guidance from gods in her sleep. The Divine Doctor Jun's medical skills were already so powerful, so his master's would go without saying.

So becoming her disciple would definitely benefit him greatly.

He might even become a legend like the Divine Doctor Jun.

Du Ruo had a headache. Does this count as digging a hole for herself to jump into? If she had known, she would have made up another story...

"Lady Du, I am sincerely asking to be your disciple, please accept me!" Doctor Ke kowtowed without saying another word.

Du Ruo jumped far away, "That won't do, how old am I? How old are you? I can't take advantage of you."

Doctor Ke was anxious, "That's not how you say it. The capable are teachers. Xiang Tuo was a teacher to Confucius at seven, why can't Lady Du be my master?"

The logic is the logic, but taking such an old disciple, Du Ruo always felt it was weird.

"Doctor Ke, the patient is vomiting blood again!" Someone shouted from the tent side.

Doctor Ke subconsciously wanted to climb up, but looking at Du Ruo, he knelt back down.

Du Ruo stomped her feet, "Fine, fine, I agree, okay? Hurry over and take a look."

Doctor Ke was overjoyed and responded loudly, "Yes, understood, Master!"

After saying this, he finally was willing to get up.

Having knelt for too long, his legs were numb, and he almost fell.

After the numbness passed, he ran toward the tent.

Du Ruo also turned and walked back.

Walking and scratching her head, how did it become like this? How did she muddle-headedly take on an old disciple?

Forget it, take him if you take him, anyway she doesn't lose out.

At worst, she'll give him a surgical medical book. Doctor Ke is a military doctor, he will definitely be able to use it, and he can save more wounded soldiers then.

Hmm, a good deed.

Du Ruo soon let it go.

Entering the tent, Du Ruo walked over on tiptoe to take a look and found that Jiang Li was still sleeping soundly.

She originally wanted to get water to wipe his body, but thought better of it, so as not to wake him up. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

Du Ruo lay beside Jiang Li and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Between sleeping and waking, several questions suddenly popped into her mind.

What about Si Zhu Xian, is he dead? Otherwise, why is there only the legend of his disciple, the Divine Doctor Jun, in the Jianghu, and few people mention him anymore?

Also, didn't he take two disciples, where did the other one go?

The strangest thing is, who was that pregnant woman? For no reason, why did those men smash Si Zhu Xian's breakfast stall?

All of this seems to reveal a taste of conspiracy. ===== CHAPTER 229 =====