Chapter 359: The Raw Rice Has Been Cooked into Porridge

The next day.

Just as the sky brightened, Luo Zijun was woken up and led out of the cell.

Shui Wu was already waiting outside.

Today, the young girl was still wearing black, tight-fitting leather clothes and pants, with her hair tied in a high ponytail; a short black blade was tucked into her slender waist, giving her the appearance of a neat and capable warrior girl.

That tall, curvaceous figure was naturally outlined to perfection.

"Let's go."

Seeing him come out, her expression was indifferent, as if she had already forgotten about last night's events.

"Where are we going today?"

"Just follow."

Luo Zijun had no choice but to follow behind her.

There were many sick people on the island; before he arrived, they would just take whatever medicine they could find or simply endure it.

Pain didn't matter, as long as they didn't die.

As for the doctor on the island, his medical skills were hard to describe.

However, that Sun Laotou who was captured a few days ago seemed to have decent medical skills, though his temper was a bit volatile.

Now that they had heard of him, this "divine doctor," everyone—whether they had minor illnesses, major illnesses, or no illnesses at all—wanted him to take a look at them.

After all, it was free; it would be a waste not to.

It wasn't until evening that Luo Zijun finally emerged from a resident's courtyard.

"This is going too far, isn't it? It's just a few mosquito bites, and you still need me to take their pulse and diagnose them? Miss Shui Wu, are you really treating me like a beast of burden? Working from morning till night without even letting me rest."

Once out of the small courtyard, Luo Zijun couldn't help but complain.

Shui Wu seemed somewhat helpless: "Atong didn't explain clearly just now, and I didn't know Niu Shen was bitten by mosquitoes. If I had known, I wouldn't have made you come. I suppose Niu Shen mainly wanted you to take her pulse to see if there were any other illnesses."

"I'm hungry."

Luo Zijun didn't want to go anywhere else.

If everyone on the island was this bored, wouldn't he run his legs off?

"We still need to go see Uncle Fengzi."

Shui Wu looked at him with her azure eyes, her tone no longer as forceful as before, seemingly carrying a hint of appeasement: "After we see him, we'll go back to eat, okay?"

After all, his medical skills had already gained everyone's recognition.

No matter where one was, no one dared to offend a doctor, especially a doctor known as a "divine doctor."

"Let's go."

This time, Luo Zijun didn't say anything more.

He did indeed need to go check on that.

After all, he had just sutured the severed finger yesterday; he didn't know if it had healed, and if it hadn't been stitched well inside and had rotted, it would need to be removed immediately.

The two walked side by side toward Fengzi's house.

Shui Wu turned her head and peeked at him several times, as if she had something to say but didn't know how to start.

Luo Zijun had no choice but to say: "Miss Shui Wu, if you have something to say, please speak; I won't eat you."

Only then did Shui Wu look at him and say: "Do you like girls' feet?"

Luo Zijun: "???"

Shui Wu said: "I noticed that from yesterday to today, every time you treat those young girls, you make them take off their shoes and socks, and you not only stare at their feet but also touch them with your hands."

Luo Zijun immediately looked at her with a completely serious face and said: "Miss Shui Wu's thoughts are truly filthy! I am a doctor; what do you take me for, Miss Shui Wu? A pervert? Didn't I say yesterday? For many patients, you can't tell anything just by looking at their complexion or taking the pulse on their hands; you must look at their feet and take the pulse on their feet to be able to tell."

Shui Wu said: "But why is it that when you treat those men or older women, you never look at their feet or take their pulse there?"

Luo Zijun said: "Because the illnesses of those people can be seen from their faces and hands."

"But..."

"Miss Shui Wu, do you not trust my medical skills? Or do you not trust my character? If you don't trust me, just say so directly; I'll go back now, and you won't need to ask me to treat anyone in the future."

Luo Zijun interrupted her, saying very angrily.

Shui Wu looked at him suspiciously with her azure eyes again, didn't continue, and nodded: "I know, perhaps I really did overthink it."

"It was already you overthinking it, what 'perhaps'!"

Luo Zijun snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

Shui Wu didn't speak again and continued walking forward.

Soon, the two arrived at the small courtyard they had visited yesterday.

The man named Fengzi was actually already sitting in the courtyard, chopping wood with one hand, looking as if he had endless strength.

Seeing the two, he immediately stood up and greeted Shui Wu with a smile, but when he looked at Luo Zijun, he had a puzzled expression, as if he didn't recognize him.

"Uncle Fengzi, how is your finger?"

Shui Wu looked at his other hand and asked.

At this moment, the woman named Ahong walked out of the house, and upon seeing the two, she said with great excitement: "Aw u, Divine Doctor Hua, Fengzi's finger has reconnected, and he can even move it!"