Just as Song Juncai was about to hear the two of them call him "father," he suddenly felt a wetness on his lips and a sharp pain in his cheek.
Song Juncai felt his breathing gradually become lighter and his mind gradually become clearer. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Song Xizhi's magnified face.
Song Xizhi patted his cheek again, then nodded happily: "Father, you're awake!"
"Your daughter gave you a pill to make you feel better."
Song Juncai nodded excitedly, almost bursting into tears: "Good! Good! Good girl!"
"Father just dreamt of his fat son. Father must grit his teeth and hold on, and ask the Goddess of Mercy who grants children to save him!"
"When Dad's strength fails, feed him one! Sons, Dad's here to save you!"
As Song Juncai spoke, he gritted his teeth and climbed up without looking back.
He fainted from exhaustion several times along the way, and Song Xizhi fed him several pills each time. As long as he thought of his big, chubby son, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
They crawled from darkness to dawn, and then from dawn to darkness again.
When Song Juncai, covered in blood and gore, finally reached the top of the mountain, almost the entire Riyue Mountain was in an uproar!
This is the only man who has successfully climbed to the top of the mountain after Sister Duman set the rules, all in order to save the child in his wife's womb!
When Song Juncai collapsed on the last stone step, there were already people waiting there. They carried the bloodied and mangled Song Juncai to the side room.
Not only did people carefully examine his body and change his clothes, but after Song Juncai woke up, countless people came to visit him and treated him with great respect.
Even when Senior Sister Du Man returned to the mountaintop after her shift ended and heard about Song Juncai's deeds, she was somewhat surprised.
Everyone on the mountain said that Song Juncai was a once-in-a-century, incredibly good man!
Song Juncai endured the pain all over his body and slowly woke up.
When he woke up, he saw all the disciples of the divine physician on Sun and Moon Mountain who praised him. He felt very proud and even a little smug as he felt everyone's care.
He never imagined he could be so great, making so many sacrifices for his son.
However, it was only because of him that she would have fled the scene after climbing only a few steps. If it were that brat Song Xizhi, she probably would have run away before she could finish.
As Song Juncai thought about it, he couldn't help but glare at Song Xizhi, who was standing next to him.
That girl is just a girl! She's completely useless!
His precious son is of no use!
If it were Qian Lansheng's chubby son who accompanied him today, he would probably be crying so hard he could hardly breathe, wishing he could kneel and kowtow in his place!
Thinking about it, Song Juncai couldn't help but shift his tightly bandaged legs, and then spoke arrogantly to Song Xizhi again:
"Hey, Song Xizhi. I've reached the top of the mountain. When will I be able to see that Guanyin Bodhisattva who grants children?"
"You heartless wretch! Your brother and mother are still waiting anxiously in the capital!"
Song Xizhi listened to his harsh words with remarkable patience.
She brought the medicine brewed on the mountain to Song Juncai's side, and looking at his pale, swollen face, with even his forehead wrapped in gauze, she spoke to him with utmost gentleness:
“Dad, it was already very late when you climbed up, and you fell into a coma as soon as you got up.”
"It's already late at night, and my senior sister said that the Goddess of Fertility has already retired for the night. But you will be able to see the Goddess of Fertility first thing tomorrow morning."
"She is proficient in all medical fields, especially obstetrics. She has mastered the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine—observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation—meaning that she can diagnose a person's illness simply by looking at them..."
Song Xi paused slightly after speaking for a moment, then gave a strange smile: "So you don't need to worry about the child in Zhao Qianlan's belly at all."
Song Juncai didn't notice that Song Xizhi had suddenly paused, but nodded eagerly, his face full of anticipation.
"Alright, alright, I'll be able to see the Goddess of Mercy who grants children tomorrow, and I'll immediately take her down the mountain to save the big, healthy baby in Qianlan's belly!"
Song Juncai stayed up all night in excitement.
The next day, before dawn, he struggled to get out of bed and started yelling, asking Song Xizhi to send someone to help him change his clothes.
Before Song Xizhi could even leave the house, Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, had already instructed two male medical apprentices to come and help Song Juncai wash and change his clothes.
The two male medical apprentices were not only not unwilling, but were actually quite happy about it.
Everyone on the mountain is eagerly awaiting this meeting between the two.
After changing his clothes, Song Juncai, supported by the two young apprentices, walked through a series of ancient and serene buildings, smelling the faint fragrance of herbs, and limped along with them to the pavilion where the Guanyin Bodhisattva who grants children resides.
The white curtains on all four sides of the pavilion fluttered in the wind. When Song Juncai reached the main entrance, the two medicine boys lifted the curtains, and Song Juncai was able to see the furnishings inside the pavilion.
The Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is seated high on the main seat, has an obscured face; one can only smell a pleasant medicinal fragrance.
Such a grand display made Song Juncai hold his breath.
He walked to the center of the pavilion, cupped his hands slightly, and was about to speak.
But Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy who grants children, had already been observing his expression and spoke to him first:
"You've come here to see a doctor about your infertility?"
Her voice was ethereal, making it impossible to tell her age, yet it could resonate throughout the entire pavilion in an instant.
Her words startled everyone in the pavilion.
Song Juncai quickly raised his head and looked at her with a blank expression.
But Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, simply shook her head: "It's no use. This is a congenital illness you were born with. Even if a great immortal were to come, they couldn't cure it. It's incurable."
Everyone jolted awake.
Upon realizing Song Juncai's purpose for coming today, everyone in the pavilion looked in disbelief in his direction.
Song Juncai felt his ears ringing, and he couldn't quite understand what the Goddess of Mercy who grants children meant:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you talking about me? How could I be infertile?"
You're mistaken, aren't you?
Song Juncai roared, then looked suspiciously at the young apprentice beside him, frowning and asking seriously, "Who was that who just spoke?"
"What kind of quack doctor is this? What kind of charlatan is he?"
"Quickly summon the Goddess of Fertility to see me! I need her to come down the mountain to heal my wife!"
The young apprentice beside Song Juncai swallowed hard, then bowed again to the seated Guanyin statue, who was believed to grant children.
“Master… This man’s wife is pregnant, and he has come to beg you to come down from the mountain to help with the pregnancy. Yesterday, he knelt and kowtowed three times and climbed to the top of the mountain by himself, showing great sincerity.”
Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Mercy who grants children fell silent for a moment, then looked at Song Juncai with a silent yet pitying gaze:
"this……"
Once Song Juncai confirmed that the person in front of him was the famous divine doctor, and feeling her silent gaze, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and then began to pound wildly.
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