Foolish Beauty Is Bound to the Sage Emperor Nurturing System Chapter 113

Chapter 113: The Divine Doctor Prescribes Anti-Abortion Medicine

The reason Su Jingzhi asked for calming pills instead of treatment for his eyes was that he knew the blindness stemmed from poisoning. He held absolutely no hope of finding a famous doctor in this tiny Yichuan Village capable of extracting the toxin for him.

In fact, practically speaking, the Su family had been seeking famous doctors for generations, hoping to cure the ailments that plagued them.

Every generation of Su generals had struggled and searched, only to end up facing death alone, their five senses lost, finishing their remaining lives in ruin.

Su Jingzhi didn’t want to think about the time before death. It was useless, and his time was precious. So he dragged the topic back from the child’s curiosity, changing the subject rather stiffly: “Is the doctor who prepares the wound medicine the teacher’s chess friend?”

The little boy didn’t have that many schemes; he answered whatever was asked. Upon hearing the topic of the medicine hut, he followed the thread: “That’s the teacher’s chess friend alright. He’s terrible at chess…”

“Right! Right, right! He’s a sore loser to begin with, and he cheats! Sometimes he says his vision is blurry and he didn’t see clearly—how old is he to be pretending to have presbyopia!”

It seemed that once this topic was broached, all the children shared the indignation. Surrounding Wei Wanlan and Su Jingzhi, they listed the village doctor’s many misdeeds, chattering away non-stop.

Fine.

Originally, he had harbored a thread of hope, consciously or not. After hearing this, he had no hope left at all. The image of a muddled village doctor appeared before his eyes.

Su Jingzhi decided to just get the calming medicine. Relying on this person to detoxify him was definitely out of the question.

Since he insisted, Wei Wanlan was certainly willing to follow. Teacher Lu was naturally willing to act as a guide. The three of them packed up their books and farming tools, and led the few little dolls along the mountain path deeper into Yichuan Village.

The trees became more numerous and dense.

Under the shade of the trees, speckles of light would occasionally fall on their bodies, warm and sparkling.

Wei Wanlan held up his palm to catch the spots of light, playing with them. Su Jingzhi couldn’t see this naive behavior, but the sound of his light footsteps on the mountain path still made Su Jingzhi’s lips curl up. He had never felt their relationship was this close before.

Wei Wanlan suddenly tugged at him: “Don’t be silent.”

It wasn’t a command; it revealed a bit of coquettishness he wasn’t even aware of. If Su Jingzhi was silent, he was always afraid he would overthink things and fall into an emotional debuff.

Su Jingzhi asked back: “Say what?”

Wei Wanlan: “I’ll tell you what’s nearby. You listen and imagine it in your mind. Tell me if you want to ask anything.”

“Mm.”

“There’s green grass on the ground here. It smells bitter, not like wheat seedlings.”

Su Jingzhi: “Since he’s a doctor, this must be a medicinal field.”

Wei Wanlan nodded. He didn’t recognize these herbs anyway, no matter how he looked at them. So this topic couldn’t continue. He thought for a moment and started another one:

“I see some shrines along the mountain path every so often. The statues look the same, but the shrines vary in size…”

Su Jingzhi said: “They probably weren’t erected by the same person.”

“Oh.”

Just as he was about to start a third topic, Teacher Lu stroked his beard and spoke. He narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of pride in his tone. As the host of Yichuan Village, Teacher Lu explained to Su Jingzhi and Wei Wanlan with an air of mystery: “Enshrined in the niches is the Medicine King. They were spontaneously erected by the common people who were saved by the Medicine King’s apparitions.”

“Medicine King?” Wei Wanlan was surprised for a moment. His remaining historical knowledge was enough to cope, “Is it Sun Simiao, that Medicine King?”

This world was actually not much different from the famous people who had appeared in the spacetime he lived in.

And the Medicine King Sun Simiao was also one of the celebrities who had once shone in this spacetime.

Teacher Lu tilted his head back slightly when he spoke this time, smiling: “Our Yichuan Village winds along Xiong’er Mountain. Xiong’er Mountain isn’t a famous mountain; the mountain paths are desolate and perilous. It is said there is a Medicine King Temple on the summit that has stood for over a hundred years.”

Seeing Teacher Lu wanting to tell a story, all the little dolls’ expressions became more animated. They all listened with rapt attention because this was much more interesting than Teacher Lu reading texts.

Teacher Lu said: “Rumor has it that the Medicine King Temple, having received incense offerings for a hundred years, gradually developed divinity. It helps the common people cure illnesses without taking a penny for consultation. People only need to write their difficult and complicated diseases on a slip of paper and place it on the altar, and it might induce the Medicine King to manifest his spirit.”

“This manifestation refers to…”

“There will be a prescription on the back of the paper.”

Teacher Lu stroked his beard again, this time unavoidably carrying a bit of “my old friend is quite capable” pride as he explained to Wei Wanlan and Su Jingzhi, “That old friend of mine, as a doctor—he wouldn’t treat anyone to death, but he still lacks a bit of skill. However, he has one merit: he worships the Medicine King with exceptional piety. He often takes the medical conditions submitted by various households and stays on the mountain for a month or so, refusing to come down until he has ground out most of the Medicine King’s prescriptions.”

“So Doctor Hao cured many people because of this and became a famous doctor in the vicinity!”

“Ha. Hahaha.” The children laughed.

Wei Wanlan thought to himself, Forcing a cheat code is okay too?

It was the first time in two lifetimes he had heard of someone becoming a famous doctor like this.

But he also had the blessing of the Sage Nurturing System. In the past, he had pestered 404 quite a bit, begging it to give him good ideas to save his life. His goal was still to be a wise ruler; he really had no right to laugh at Hao Da.

But hearing the villagers talk about this, he couldn’t help but think of the poison in Su Jingzhi’s body. He could really go and ask that Hao Da to put in a good word in front of the Medicine King. Would that get him the method to cure the Regent King?

Then Su Jingzhi’s vision, hearing, and taste would all be restored…

Su Jingzhi would surely be very gratified to finish Task Two. Then, doing Task Three, he could put on his armor and beat up the Turkic Khan!

Hehehe, the feeling of lying flat and farming XP is so good~

Wei Wanlan once again effortlessly convinced himself, moving the goal of detoxifying Su Jingzhi up the schedule.

But he didn’t know that Su Jingzhi had the complete opposite thought. He had originally thought this village doctor was unreliable, and now, after hearing the rumors, he felt even more strongly that the village doctor was playing tricks. Maybe he just went out of the village to find opportunities to consult some expert, purely fishing for fame and deceiving people for money in the village.

Su Jingzhi had no interest in listening further.

But at this time, a child added another sentence, smiling giggly:

“After Doctor Hao became famous, many people from other villages came to ask him for consultation. There’s a hunter uncle who comes to our village every few months. He’s from Fenggu Village on the other side of the mountain. He brings tiger bones and turtle shells to the doctor every time, and he leads a wolf. He looks very fierce…”

Vice General Xi!

Su Jingzhi and Wei Wanlan both perked up at this.

Xi Antai had once said that he resigned and left Chang’an back then to seek medical treatment for the ailment-ridden Mrs. Xi.

He went from drifting in Chang’an to settling in Luoyang. A former famous general of the frontier now living in an obscure small village must have a reason: believing that Hao Da could treat Mrs. Xi should be the most important reason.

Could this village doctor named Hao Da really have some skills?

Su Jingzhi’s heart hung in suspense. A fire, long devoid of hope, was kindled in his heart. It was like a strong wind blowing over ashes, causing sparks to flicker and shine brightly from the embers.

He was accustomed to hiding his emotions, while Wei Wanlan showed it more obviously. The force pulling Su Jingzhi’s sleeve increased a bit, his dragon claw fingertips trembling.

Wei Wanlan: “Let’s go quickly.” Hurry up and cure you so we can do tasks.

While speaking, they had already walked to the end of the path randomly paved with cobblestones, where there was a thatched cottage.

That grass house was truly sloppy, as if someone had randomly grabbed a handful of grass and piled it up. Flowers and trees grew on the roof of the hut; herbs were drying under the eaves and around the house. The smell was bitter and choking, and free-range chickens ran around everywhere. The courtyard gate was wide open.

Inside, legs propped up, checking the pulse of a burly man, was Hao Da.

But he was a thin, small young man wearing a blue cloth robe. Neither his age nor his physique was significant, but his tone was quite big:

“So, what’s-his-name, according to this Divine Doctor’s deduction, Er Niu, you are pregnant!”

“Ah! I spit on you! Asking for a beating—”

The thatched cottage instantly fell into chaos.

Er Niu grabbed a drying pole half a zhang long!

The pole moved with his palm, the wind whistling. The free-range chickens, fearing collateral damage, flapped their wings and took off from the ground, dust flying and feathers dancing wildly—

Hao Da leapt up from the bench, dodging Er Niu’s mid-air sweeping stick first, his feet landing nimbly back on the bench, looking somewhat like a master physician.

A pair of bright eyes were hidden by messy hair, his mouth still arguing unwillingly:

“You are pregnant! Look how bulging your belly is; it looks like the sign of a six-month pregnancy. Don’t hit me; hitting me will agitate your liver fire…”

But how could the burly Er Niu tolerate his nonsense?

Leaving aside that a grown man couldn’t get pregnant, even if he were really pregnant, it should be fetal energy that gets agitated, absolutely not liver fire. This bullshit divine doctor couldn’t even lie properly. As he spoke, Er Niu got angrier the more he thought about it, swinging the stick at his head again.

The stick swept towards Hao Da this time, and Hao Da actually didn’t dodge.

So the previous demeanor of a master physician vanished: “Help! Help… Assault, a pregnant father is assaulting someone…”

Su Jingzhi stood in the center of the courtyard gate, blocking the others behind him.

Hao Da scrambled up from the ground and ran around the courtyard in circles with Er Niu.

Er Niu chased fiercely with the stick from behind. Er Niu looked strong but was actually physically weak. He huffed and puffed as he ran; in fact, after just a few swings, his head was already full of cold sweat. He made a gagging motion, his stomach churning.

Hao Da continued to argue while running: “Look, look, this is all morning sickness. If you’re not pregnant, what is it?”

Er Niu: “I, your mother— Urgh…”

Er Niu’s face turned pale, his stomach cramping violently. It hurt so much that he leaned on the stick and vomited loudly right there in the courtyard, throwing up undigested food wrapped in mucus from his big belly.

The sour, rotten smell was unbearable.

Wei Wanlan burrowed behind Su Jingzhi, reflexively playing ostrich.

And this Er Niu, after vomiting for a while, finally caught his breath. His distended belly had shrunk a circle. He gasped for air, seeming to finally feel somewhat comfortable. He threw the stick away:

“Divine, Divine Doctor… my stomach isn’t bloated anymore, it’s not bloated this time…”

Hao Da stopped only then, holding a free-range chicken.

Looking like a skinny bean sprout, he moved the chicken away. Hao Da took a broom and dustpan, covering the pile of filth in the courtyard with dirt, still maintaining that unreliable appearance: “Go back and eat some croton seeds to purge from both ends. Clear out all the accumulated food. Remember not to be gluttonous again.”

“Definitely, definitely.” Er Niu thanked him repeatedly.

Wei Wanlan popped his little head out from behind Su Jingzhi. He stood on tiptoe because he wanted to whisper, his chin barely resting on Su Jingzhi’s shoulder, and whispered his judgment to Su Jingzhi: “This divine doctor looks like he has some skills.”

Su Jingzhi’s ears were intermittent now, but he heard this sentence very clearly. The breath made his ear fuzzy:

“Mm. Let’s observe a bit more.”

If he really was a divine doctor, maybe he would truly consider asking the doctor to detoxify him. Presumably, Wei Wanlan thought the same.

At this time, Hao Da just finished cleaning the yard. He wiped his hands on his clothes and looked up and down at another scholar waiting for a consultation in the courtyard. The scholar’s brows were heavy with worry. Hao Da leaned the broom against the wall, took the scholar’s pulse, and then sank his brows again, saying solemnly:

“Scholar Feng, actually, I said Er Niu was pregnant just to scare that rascal earlier. But this time I’m not bluffing you. I really detected a pregnancy pulse. I’ll prescribe you two doses of anti-abortion medicine right now. I guarantee you’ll be fine after taking it, and all illnesses will disappear. If it doesn’t cure you, you can hit me too.”

Scholar Feng laughed loudly after hearing this:

“I am a man; you really want me to take anti-abortion medicine? And say I’ll be fine after taking it? Absurd, absurd! The biggest joke in the world…”

Saying this, Scholar Feng didn’t even take the medicine.

Hao Da shouted from behind: “Take the medicine! Take the medicine! Remember to pay!”

Scholar Feng mocked loudly: “Take my ass. Hah, anti-abortion medicine, only you could come up with that. Hahahaha.”

That Scholar Feng squeezed out the door, flicking his sleeves.

So only Wei Wanlan, Su Jingzhi, and their group were left in the courtyard.

Wei Wanlan’s heart was in a mess. He had been judging for so long, but in the end, he couldn’t figure out if the person in front of him was a divine doctor or a scammer with no bottom line. He lacked confidence and didn’t dare to speak. He planned to choose a safe topic and buy the calming pills Su Jingzhi wanted.

But before he could speak.

Hao Da’s eyes accurately cast a gaze towards him, his voice rising slightly: “This Madam, you…”

—Don’t tell me he’s going to say Zhen is pregnant too???

Wei Wanlan was so scared that he dove back into Su Jingzhi’s arms like an ostrich again, his face full of fear.

Sa-sa-sa-save me QAQ

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