566: Chapter 102 The Healer 566: Chapter 102 The Healer Taoyuan becomes extremely serene after nightfall.
Although its name suggests a utopian “Peach Blossom Land,” in reality it is an undeniably desolate and wild ridge—a place that would be uninhabited in times of peace, yet offers the utmost safety during periods of chaos.
Deng Baiyi wandered alone among the mountains and forests, catching glimpses of the lanterns hanging in Taoyuan flickering in the wind through the leaves.
Faintly, there were also anxious cries.
“Wake up!”
“Wake up quickly!”
The voice crying out was tender, sounding like Mi Yun…
Has someone been injured?
Deng Baiyi quickened her pace, her cultivation wasn’t deep enough to allow her Divine Thought to extend too far from her body.
As she drew closer and her Divine Thought was able to clearly perceive the situation, her complexion turned three shades paler.
…
…
Tonight, many people have gathered around the ruins of Yuan Guang Temple.
After the temple collapsed, many straw huts were added, still making it the “core” of Taoyuan.
The crowing of crows was incessant, piercing and shrill.
“Move aside, move aside…”
“Doctor Chu Guo is here!”
Accompanying the softly barked commands, a path opened up through the crowd.
Chu Guo ran all the way through.
Behind him, Xie Xuanyi, still in his wheelchair, with fallen leaves stuck on the shoulder of his black garment.
In the center of the crowd lay a simple wooden sickbed, with Zheng Fengsheng covered in a green blanket, coughing heavily, his eyes opened wide.
Countless faces dissipated, gradually overlapping.
Eventually, he saw a face, clear and young, filled with frightened confusion.
“Old Zheng, what’s happened to you?”
Chu Guo rushed to the bedside, kneeling down and swiftly began to take his pulse without a word.
The crowd collectively fell silent, not daring to make a noise.
“What’s going on?”
Xie Xuanyi glanced at Deng Baiyi and sent a silent transmission to her.
“I…
I’m not sure myself.”
At this moment, Deng Baiyi’s breathing was somewhat disordered.
She had just returned to Taoyuan and upon seeing this scene, she quickly turned back to fetch Xie Zhen from the back mountain.
Xie Xuanyi looked towards Mi Yun.
“Doctor Zheng took me out to practice medicine…
then suddenly he collapsed…”
Mi Yun’s expression was tense, gripping her sleeves tightly: “I’m not skilled enough in my studies to discern the illness.”
On the other side.
Everyone was waiting for Chu Guo’s “diagnosis.”
Chu Guo, who was taking a pulse and observing, knelt silently in front of the bed, feeling the pulse.
After taking several deep breaths, he spoke with heavy words: “Didn’t I tell you not to indulge in cool things?
While I was away, did you secretly drink cold water?
With such noisy winds tonight, and you wearing so few clothes, how can this be okay?
I’ve told you so many times, but you never listen, now look what has happened, who knows how much medicine you will have to drink to get better——”
“You are forbidden from going out these next few days!”
This scolding reassured many people.
Although they were all refugees,
in this time they had spent together, everyone knew that Doctor Zheng Fengsheng was a good man, a truly benevolent person.
He cured many stubborn, chronic diseases.
Suddenly Doctor Zheng fell ill, and the whole village came out, everyone wanted to help somehow.
“Doctor Chu…”
A young woman, who had her headache cured, tentatively asked, “So, is Doctor Zheng suffering from a ‘cold wind’ infection?”
“It’s more serious than a cold wind.”
Chu Guo looked down with furrowed brows: “Maybe he has become too fatigued these past few days.”
“…”
Zheng Fengsheng opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and eventually fell silent.
“That’s good then.”
The young woman sighed with relief, clutching her chest, and hurriedly comforted him: “Doctor Zheng, please take good care of yourself these next few days, whatever you wish to eat, I will prepare it for you.”
Upon hearing this response, knowing that it was a false alarm, the monks from Yuan Guang Temple silently dispersed.
The onlookers also scattered.
Mi Yun’s eyes were full of guilt, she sent a transmission saying, “Benefactor, is it my fault for exhausting Doctor Zheng too much?”
In these past few days, Chu Guo had been learning swordsmanship with Xie Zhen.
And he didn’t want to be idle.
So he proposed to study medicine alongside Doctor Zheng Fengsheng…
But unexpectedly, this accident occurred.
“No…
it has nothing to do with you.”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head, speaking in a calm voice.
His Divine Thought had already scanned Zheng Fengsheng’s body.
Chu Guo’s response was meant for “outsiders.”
The condition of Zheng Fengsheng was far more serious than what he had mentioned, and indeed much more serious.
The first time he met him, Xie Xuanyi saw that the old man’s vital energy was depleted, his Divine Sea was weak, and it wouldn’t be long before he suffered from a serious illness, possibly even leading to his death.
Unexpectedly,
this serious illness came so swiftly.
Though Chu Guo may have mediocre talent for swordsmanship, his talent for medicine is not poor.
No doubt…
Having taken his pulse just now, he must have spotted something.
Since Chu Guo chose not to speak,
Xie Xuanyi, too, chose to keep his secret.
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When Fa Cheng left Fan Yin Temple that year, apart from taking a maze with him, he also took a set of Array Pattern Talisman Paper designed to nurture the body.
After everyone left, the great monk Fa Cheng took out the set of patterns by himself, gesturing for Chu Guo to take them.
The moonlight was serene.
The great monk communicated with hand gestures.
Chu Guo, looking at the stack of talisman paper, was somewhat bewildered.
Xie Xuanyi translated, “Put these on him, it will ease his condition.”
Fa Cheng nodded.
He smiled at Xie Xuanyi, brought his hands together in prayer, and bowed.
Normally, he hardly had any interaction with Mr.
Xiao Xie…
but after a few encounters, Fa Cheng realized that without speaking a word, just by making a few simple motions, Mr.
Xiao Xie could understand everything, it seemed like in the whole of Taoyuan, he was the one who understood him the best.
Xie Xuanyi returned the gesture.
The reason was simple.
It was nothing but familiarity.
In the Great Yue Kingdom, he had spent some time alone with a young mute girl, and Xie Xuanyi had taken the time to ponder over every gesture she made.
Now, Fa Cheng reminded him somewhat of the young mute girl from back then.
Both were people of utmost sincerity and purity.
“How can this be, the gift is too valuable.”