By the time he was ten, he had read almost all the medical books in the Divine Doctor Valley. At eleven, he began to practice medicine alongside Luo Qingzhou. By fourteen, he was already known as a little divine doctor.
But after he turned sixteen, he left the Valley of Divine Healers and went to the Northern Frontier alone.
Then came the story of a very skilled doctor in northern Xinjiang who provided free medical services there and taught many children to read and write.
As his son's reputation grew, Luo Qingmu, the father, began to slack off.
Now that Luo Qingzhou is capable of supporting the Divine Doctor Valley, Luo Qingmu takes his wife on a journey around the world.
Of course, if we encounter any problems on the way, we will still lend a helping hand.
Looking at him like this, Wan Ge also felt that it was quite good; a doctor should naturally practice medicine and save lives.
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①I don't care what your purpose is in approaching me; I'm only worried that you'll leave.
②Everyone says I am a miracle doctor, but I cannot save myself. Fortunately, you came into my life.
③Saving lives is my duty, but liking you is my instinct.
—Luo Qingmu
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The Prince Consort's Side Story
No one knows that I have someone I love very much, even though everyone says she is just an arrogant and domineering princess, I still love her very much.
The first time I met the princess was when my mother and I were fleeing.
After being robbed by bandits, my mother fell ill from fright, and at that time I was penniless, without even money to treat her illness.
Just as I went up the mountain to gather herbs and hunt for money to treat my mother's illness, I accidentally fell in front of the princess's carriage.
I absolutely did not intend to stage an accident. The princess simply lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced at him, but did not ask any questions. She just had someone give him a bag of silver and then left.
No one knew how important that generation of silver was to me. After the doctor examined my mother, he prescribed medicine, and she recovered quickly.
Out of gratitude, I inquired about her identity, thinking that one day I should repay her the money.
At that time, I felt only gratitude towards the princess, the then-Princess of Lin'an. After learning about her, I discovered that the world harbored great malice towards her; it seemed that no one liked her.
It seems that in everyone's eyes, she is a woman who is as bad as can be.
But if she really was that bad, I clearly fell right in front of her back then, and there were so many people around her. If she had really killed me, no one would have dared to say anything.
But she just threw the money away and left. Is she really as bad as they say?
The more I learned about her, the more my heart ached for her. Everyone said she was the little princess whom the Prince of Zhennan doted on.
But I believe a father who truly loves his daughter would never allow her to become like this. The only answer is that the Prince of Zhennan didn't actually like her.
If there is truly no one in this world who loves her, then I will love her.
From then on, I began my application process.
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Old Woman Side Story
I know my son is dead and will never come back.
When my son and I were on the verge of death, Wanshengmen gave us a way out, and we have always been extremely grateful to Wanshengmen.
Later, his son became a disciple of the Wansheng Sect, and he received a monthly wage and was also able to learn a skill, even though in their eyes being a poison doctor was not a respectable job.
But we can only feel gratitude towards the Gate of Ten Thousand Lives that saved our lives.
While my son was studying diligently, I secretly visited Wanshengmen a few times. So I also knew that the person who claimed to be his fellow disciple was actually his master.
I also know that the person who looks exactly like my son and speaks in the same voice is not my son, but his fellow disciple and friend.
They had no idea that when the Wanshengmen incident happened, I felt uneasy, but I was injured at the time and did not go. Later, when I went there, I saw them holding a funeral.
I know they all want me to live, including my deceased son.
So I pretended I knew nothing to reassure them, and I didn't want to shatter that beautiful memory. Even though he's gone, I see people who look exactly like him every month, as if he's still by my side.
This is good too. I should be able to keep going, right?
My son! If there truly is an afterlife, you must not leave us so soon again.
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