Upon hearing this, the boy immediately forgot about polite words and pointed to the village ahead, saying, "Go straight, turn left at the first intersection, and the second courtyard is my house."

Shen Xingmian nodded and then asked, "What's your name? That way I can knock on the door when I get there."

This time, the boy didn't dare to delay and quickly replied, "My name is Zhao Xiaoshan!"

Shen Xingmian nodded, indicating that she understood, and then directed Xue Tuan to turn around and rush towards the village.

The boy named Zhao Xiaoshan watched as his benefactor rode the white tiger and ran far away in the blink of an eye. He also dragged his tired feet and ran home as fast as he could.

Shen Xingmian soon arrived at the location the boy had mentioned. The house was alright; it was an adobe house, not very dilapidated, and it was clear that the person had been working hard to make a living.

Their lives took a dramatic turn when the father and son were kidnapped by those wicked people—it was truly a tragedy.

A perfectly good family, ruined like this.

She jumped off the tiger's back and called out loudly, "Is this Zhao Xiaoshan's house? I'm the doctor he invited, I'm coming in!"

He tentatively took a few steps into the yard, and soon a man was dug out of the house; it was Zhao Xiaoshan's father.

He recognized the young girl in front of him at a glance and exclaimed in shock, "You...you're the girl from last time..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Xingmian stopped him: "Yes, it's me. We'll talk about the rest later. Let me check on your wife first."

The man quickly invited her in, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "There's a sick person in the house, so the food doesn't taste very good. Please don't mind, fairy."

Hearing her call herself a fairy, Shen Xingmian didn't refute it. She had already accepted the title of "goddess," so she might as well call herself a fairy.

Doing more good deeds along the way might attract more people to the North and join Grandpa's ranks, which would be a contribution to the family, wouldn't it?

When she entered the room, she saw that the woman lying on the bed was ashen-faced, thin as skin and bones, barely breathing.

Judging from the current situation, even if they have the money to hire other doctors, it seems that they will soon be beyond medical help.

Fortunately, he recognized Zhao Xiaoshan.

Shen Xingmian placed his fingers on the woman's wrist and channeled his healing power into her. The woman's complexion visibly improved, and her breathing gradually returned to normal.

The man had witnessed Shen Xingmian's miraculous abilities before, so he wasn't surprised by what he saw. Instead, he stood quietly to the side, waiting for the diagnosis.

But he didn't expect that this skin contact was not the pulse diagnosis he thought it was, but treatment. Then he watched as his wife suddenly opened her eyes without any process.

If he hadn't witnessed it all with his own eyes, he would never have believed that his wife, who hadn't recovered despite taking so many medicines, was cured simply by someone touching her pulse!

The woman opened her eyes and was somewhat surprised to see Shen Xingmian, wondering why such a beautiful young girl had come to her home.

It was so beautiful that she thought she was dead and had arrived in the underworld, where she saw a fairy.

No, the underworld is full of judges and messengers, how could there be fairies there?

She felt like she was really delirious from her illness, and she even started hallucinating. But then she heard her husband's voice asking her how she was feeling.

How do you feel?

What else can I do? I feel half-dead every day, my stomach hurts, I feel uncomfortable all over...etc.!

My stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore, and I don't feel uncomfortable anymore!

The woman tentatively sat up and found that apart from feeling a little weak, everything else was fine. She even felt hungry and thought she could definitely eat two big white steamed buns right now!

What exactly happened?

She hadn't even wanted to eat before, feeling like her family would be holding a funeral banquet the moment she closed her eyes. How come she woke up feeling like she could live for decades more?

She looked around and saw the only difference in the house before she fell asleep and after she woke up: the beautiful little girl standing before her, who seemed otherworldly.

The woman quickly asked, "Dashan, did this young lady save me? I... I feel much better now..."

She was hesitant to speak definitively, fearing that her husband and child, in their desperation, might have brought home a charlatan sorceress for her.

But looking at the fairy-like person in front of him, he felt that he shouldn't think that way, so he could only remain silent.

Fortunately, her husband was a sensible man. Seeing his wife like this, he knew that the fairy must have used her "magic" to snatch her back from the brink of death.

He immediately knelt down next to Shen Xingmian, ready to kowtow in gratitude.

Shen Xingmian was truly terrified of these ancient people. No matter what intense emotions they expressed, their first instinct was to kneel, followed by kowtowing.

I don't know how much I had to say to stop them, but I still couldn't persuade them.

I'm so tired.

“I met your son on the road and heard about the situation from him, so I made a special detour here. Although Auntie’s illness has passed, she is still weak and needs to be properly nourished.”

Shen Xingmian took out a few pieces of silver and placed them on the table to the side. Before they could refuse, they pulled and tugged for a long time, so he released three more roosters.

Although old hen soup is usually used to nourish the body, she didn't understand the principle behind it and thought that since it was all meat, rooster should also be nutritious.

Besides, her space is full of young hens that can lay eggs for a long time, so she can't bear to eat them.

The roosters wandered around aimlessly all day, crowing loudly and making a lot of noise. If it weren't for hatching chicks, she wouldn't want to keep a single one.

Giving it away now doesn't hurt at all; instead, it brings a sense of "Ha, serves you right for yelling like that again."

Fearing they wouldn't be willing to kill the chicken, they brought out a full basket of eggs, saying, "You've spent so much money on medicine, now that you're better, don't hesitate to nourish your body."

She had seen quite a few people like this, commonly known as "willing to risk their lives rather than their money," who would only spend money on themselves when faced with a life-or-death situation.

Once life is saved, money becomes the top priority again.

She understood their feelings; they were simply afraid of being poor, so she made a point of leaving them extra things.

"Once you recover, Xiaoshan will join the army, and your family's situation will gradually improve. Life will definitely get better and better in the future."

After giving her instructions with a smile, Shen Xingmian felt that she had done all she could, so she didn't linger any longer, nor did she intend to exchange pleasantries, and stepped out the door.

Snowball was still waiting for her at the door.

Behind them came the sounds of the couple trying to persuade her to stay. The woman even wanted to get out of bed to see her off. The man wanted to stop her, worried that she might not be able to handle it, but he also wanted to catch up with Shen Xingmian to say something to thank her.

The three roosters, suddenly in an unfamiliar environment, started flapping their wings, causing their feathers to fly everywhere.

The man was at a loss for what to do, and despite the cold weather, he broke out in a sweat.

Shen Xingmian originally intended to wave his hand grandly, retire gracefully after achieving his goal, and leave without a trace.

When they got to the door, they found the boy standing not far away, staring at Xue Tuan. The door was right in front of them, but they didn't dare to come back.