Chapter 70

Niu Niu could only confide his suffering to Fang Yue, while outwardly he acted as if life was just like that—if you can't endure it, you might as well enjoy it, looking utterly pitiful.

But… Fang Yue looked down at Niu Niu with a faint, condescending gaze, as if he had just sent a message.

"Don't want to live?"

Niu Niu's body instantly tensed.

Is it my imagination, or does Ye Ge's gaze at me feel like he's looking at trash…

So imposing! So majestic!!

Before Niu Niu could ponder the meaning of that gaze, Fang Yue said: "Divine Doctor An, it seems Niu Niu doesn't want you to treat him…"

"I'm willing! I'm willing! I'm willing a million times over! From now on, Divine Doctor An is my boss! Divine Doctor An tells me to go east, I won't go west! Divine Doctor An comes before heaven! Divine Doctor An's medical skill is number one in the world! His moral character is unmatched! I'm Divine Doctor An's number one fan! Divine Doctor An is awesome!!"

Before Fang Yue could finish speaking, Niu Niu burst into a loud, wailing shout.

To be fair, Divine Doctor An seemed to actually enjoy this flattery.

He first forced himself to maintain a calm expression for a moment, then couldn't help but break into a radiant smile.

"Good, good, good! I love smart refugees like this. When we run the experiment later, I'll pay extra attention to you. Good boy!"

Woof…

Niu Niu silently screamed one word in his heart, then added inwardly: Hidden Endurance!

In ancient times, demons killed their masters; today, I, Niu Niu, kill doctors!

When I'm better, I'll kill all of you.. JPG!

With Niu Niu settled, the group finally resumed their journey. Soon after, they returned to Di He.

Hua Wuye still lay on the ground, carefully tended to.

Beside her, her elderly parents and younger sister wailed and wept.

Seeing Lord Han and Lin Ling approach, the two elders trembled and rushed over, kneeling and banging their heads on the ground.

"Lord Han! Captain Lin! Please, save my daughter Ye! Please, save my daughter Ye!"

The little sister hurried over and knelt down too.

"Please, Brother Lin, save my sister! Please, help us!"

Lord Han told Lin Ling to comfort the family, then led Divine Doctor An, Fang Yue, and the others toward Hua Wuye.

This should have been a simple matter.

But Lin Ling's expression changed slightly, his body stiffening.

He seemed burdened by guilt, unsure how to face Hua Wuye's family.

Who would've thought he was so thoughtful.

Fang Yue merely glanced over casually; once he saw Lin Ling surrounded by Hua Wuye's family, he stopped paying attention to him.

The guards assigned to block others spotted Fang Yue's group and immediately cleared a path for them to enter and treat Hua Wuye.

The Guard Team had originally planned to take Hua Wuye back to the clinic, but her injuries were too severe—Hong Dafu said moving her might kill her outright, so they had no choice but to clear a patch of ground on-site to care for her.

Divine Doctor An approached Hua Wuye, took a quick look, then immediately brightened, stepping forward to take her pulse.

"Such severe injuries!"

Fang Yue frowned: "Severe injuries? Is that something to be happy about?"

"Of course it is!"

Divine Doctor An gave Fang Yue a look as if he were an idiot—could refugees' brains be underdeveloped?

After a pause, he seriously explained: "The worse the injury, the higher my consultation fee! This is a big payday! How could I not be happy?"

…I shouldn't have expected anything from this guy!

Fang Yue thought this guy was the one with the real brain problem—he'd been staring at me with that weird look earlier!

Although Divine Doctor An was so greedy it made your face turn black.

But his medical skill was undeniably real.

He pulled out acupuncture needles; a faint aura seemed to wrap around each one as he precisely targeted acupoints and inserted them near Hua Wuye's sunken chest.

Hua Wuye, who had been barely breathing, immediately reacted—her brows furrowed, then her ragged breaths gradually steadied.

"Impressive!"

Fang Yue felt he'd grasped something, and couldn't help praising—only for Divine Doctor An to immediately boast: "Of course! Each needle's worth at least five Silver! I've inserted twelve—money's pouring in! How could I not be impressive?"

What the hell… can you even tune into my frequency?

Did I say you're good at making money? I meant your medical skill!

"He's praising your unmatched medical skill."

Fang Yue had only thought it internally, but Lin Ling, who had just arrived, voiced it for him.

"Oh, medical skill? That's just a tool for making money."

"You know what's most brilliant about these needles? The cost! Zero cost, understand?"

"I only need to expend a tiny bit of my pure blood true Qi, combine it with my supreme medical art, target the acupoints, circulate the Qi to open the meridians, and temporarily stabilize her heart pulse—pure profit with no investment!"

"That's exactly why I became a healer—I saw the zero-cost, high-return potential. So if you ever have business, just come to me! As long as the price is right, I'll come to your door anytime!"

As he spoke, Divine Doctor An couldn't resist pitching himself—just like Fang Yue's usual self-promotion: "The best profession? It's me. I am Yese Liming."

Still, despite his words, Divine Doctor An didn't stop working.

He pulled out a medicine chest and forced several pills down Hua Wuye's throat; her furrowed brows relaxed, and she began to snore softly in deep sleep.

Then he took out topical ointments and said to Lord Han and the others: "These are topical medicines—apply them to the wounds and bandage tightly. Change them daily. Men and women must maintain propriety—I'm just a big guy, I won't touch her."

"But these ointments must be applied in sequence, and there are key details to remember—can't explain it all in a few sentences. Who's responsible for her daily care? I'll give them a full tutorial."

Everyone immediately turned to look at Lin Ling.

Lin Ling looked utterly confused: "Why are you all looking at me? I'll go get Hua Wuye's mother."

Huh?

Could this be the legendary steel straight man? Why not just have Hua Wuye drink more hot water!

As Fang Yue was thinking this over, Hua Wuye's mother had already arrived—but she was elderly and not a cultivator, and found the complicated drug names, intricate ointment applications, and instructions for mixing remedies overwhelming. She waved her hand, saying she couldn't remember them all, afraid she might accidentally kill her daughter. "Just give these medicines to Captain Lin," she hurriedly said. "As long as Captain Lin comes to our home daily to change the dressings, that's enough."

Lin Ling shook her head repeatedly, then went to fetch Hua Wuye's younger sister—but whether instructed beforehand or not, the little girl also refused three times in a row.

Seeing that An Shenyi was growing impatient, Lin Ling had no choice but to take on the task herself.

But Hua Wuye's wound was on her chest. Lin Ling glanced at Hua Wuye's rising and falling chest, and for once, her face flushed slightly.

"Then please, Captain Lin, take Captain Hua home to recover."

Lord Han spoke, and Lin Ling naturally dared not refuse. Soon, she picked up Hua Wuye and left with her family.

Then Lord Han looked at Fang Yue and said to An Shenyi: "An Shenyi, this curse is no ordinary injury—even you need time to diagnose it. Why not come with me to my residence? I'll arrange lodging for you. Once you've healed the wound, I'll send someone to escort you back to Mo Cun."

"Oh, that's too much trouble! Honestly, I don't mind—even if you let me live in a pigsty, as long as you pay me enough, I'm fine!"

"..."

(End of Chapter)