Chapter 490 Calling for a Divine Physician: An Roujin's Demise Is No Big Deal [1 Update]
There is no doubt that Lin Qingjia is indeed very beautiful.
An Roujin was already very beautiful, and with Wen Fengmian's help, their children were all very good-looking.
Lin Qingjia was three parts like An Roujin and seven parts like Wen Fengmian.
Her features weren't as delicate and pitiful as An Roujin's; she had a more gentle and refined air about her.
With just one glance, Ying Zijing knew without even needing to calculate that Lin Qingjia was Wen Fengmian's biological daughter and Wen Tinglan's older sister.
She paused for a moment.
Fu Yunshen turned his head and saw it too, his peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly: "Uncle, that?"
“That’s right.” Ying Zijin said without any emotion. “It seems that An Roujin married the head of the Lin family. No wonder she treated Xiaolan that way back then.”
Now she can deduce it.
An Roujin would go back again when Wen Tinglan was five years old, and lock him in a dark, enclosed room to worsen his condition.
This was also to further prevent Wen Fengmian from returning to the Ji family and appearing in the capital.
Everyone knows that autism and personality disorders are very difficult to treat with current medical technology.
Of course, this was a piece of cake for Yu Xuesheng, the hypnotist ranked second on the NOK hypnotist list.
Otherwise, Wen Tinglan's condition would be beyond medical help.
Fu Yunshen said calmly, "She was able to marry into the Lin family because of her son. If she loses her status, she loses it. People without strength don't have a high status in the ancient martial arts world. There's no need to consider anything."
Lin Qingjia's talent is extraordinary, everyone knows it, so extraordinary that Lin Jinyun was willing to marry An Roujin.
The Lin family's ancestors and elders valued Lin Qingjia, and the Xie family dared not touch her, but An Roujin, the matriarch of the Lin family, was just a pretty face.
Just like Steward Lin back then, she's someone who can be replaced at will.
The Lin family has always known how to make choices.
Ying Zijin nodded: "Yes, I'll ask Xiao Lan what he wants to do after this course ends."
There are some things she needs to ask Wen Tinglan for his opinion on.
She had absolutely no relationship with An Roujin.
She would do whatever Wen Tinglan wanted.
She can also livestream for Wen Tinglan.
At the entrance on the first floor, Lin Qingjia's gaze did not linger, but gradually descended.
She crouched down, looked at the person lying on the ground convulsing, and frowned: "What happened?"
The one who screamed earlier was a martial arts practitioner who was traveling with the person on the ground. He was also very anxious: "I don't know, he was eating and suddenly collapsed. Miss Qingjia, please save him."
"I will definitely pay the reward!"
This immediately attracted the attention of even more guests.
Several highly respected ancient doctors also turned their attention to this.
They all trusted Lin Qingjia's medical skills.
Lin Qingjia's expertise in ancient medicine surpasses her skill in ancient martial arts.
Moreover, unlike some other ancient doctors who put on airs and only care whether a person is worth saving, they don't...
"Don't worry." Lin Qingjia checked the patient's pulse and took out three silver needles from her sleeve. "His condition is not serious."
As she spoke, she inserted a needle into the man's Zhongting acupoint.
Everyone around held their breath, their eyes fixed intently.
The way the needle was placed—
Ying Zijin raised her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
Apply silver needles to acupoints.
Silver needle acupuncture is a simplified version of gold needle acupuncture, and it does not consume as much energy or spirit as gold needle acupuncture.
When she treated Sheng Qingtang, she used acupuncture to treat acupoints, and she was physically exhausted at the time.
Sometimes, the internal energy consumed by a traditional healer in treating a patient is greater than that consumed by a martial artist in a life-or-death battle.
Fu Yunshen didn't look at her, but seeing the girl's continued gaze, he asked, "Interested?"
Ying Zijin looked languid: "A little."
She was very interested in Lin Qingjia's lineage.
Ancient medicine has indeed developed considerably, giving rise to many different schools of thought.
Once there is a beginning, human creativity is naturally limitless.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand and brushed the girl's hair aside. A faint scent of jade and sandalwood wafted behind her ear, creating a gentle breeze: "Little girl."
"Um?"
"It's awkward for me to hug you dressed like a man."
"That's exactly what we're doing, guarding against you."
"..."
The two spoke in low voices, and since their martial arts skills were generally higher than those of the people around them, no one heard their conversation.
Fu Yunshen couldn't help but laugh, his chest trembling slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Yes, I'm willing."
Due to unforeseen circumstances, the auction has been temporarily suspended.
The various families on the second floor also took notice.
Inside the private room of Yulouchun.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes: "That's the Lin family head's daughter?"
"It is indeed my daughter," Lin Jinyun said calmly. "Her medical skills are just average; I hope the head of the Taylor family will not find them laughable."
"If this is considered ordinary, then probably no one would dare to say they know medicine." The middle-aged man didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine or ancient medicine.
But when he saw that the patient's painful expression gradually subsided after Lin Qingjia inserted the three needles, he immediately knew that Lin Qingjia's medical skills were extraordinary.
It must be admitted that, including ancient medical circles, the medical level of O continent is inferior to that of China.
Of course, this excludes poisoners.
Unfortunately, 99% of poison masters appear and disappear without a trace, and they are all very strange in nature.
They prefer to poison people to save them.
Originally, the Third Poison Master was still somewhat traceable, but a while ago this guy actually disappeared from the sea area owned by the Bevin family and went to the International Virus Center.
The staff at the International Virus Center are extremely busy and cannot be invited to come.
The middle-aged man pondered for a long time: "Patriarch Lin, I wonder if I could ask her to go to O Continent? She can treat an old friend of mine. No one there can cure him, not even the Third Poison Master."
Lin Jinyun frowned: "That depends on her own decision."
Who knows if the Taylor family is trying to kidnap Lin Qingjia to threaten the Lin family?
"Don't worry, Patriarch Lin, how could we harm a doctor?" The middle-aged man naturally understood Lin Jinyun's considerations and smiled. "Doctors have the hearts of parents. Even during wartime, we would never lay a hand on doctors."
Who doesn't get sick at some point in their life?
If they dare to touch Lin Qingjia, not only will the Lin family's ancestor personally come out and storm the O Continent headquarters, but even the ancient medical community will react.
At that time, O Continent will not be able to invite another ancient doctor over.
Lin Jinyun remained firm: "I'll have her come up in a bit, and Patriarch Taylor can ask her anything."
downstairs.
"Alright." Lin Qingjia had finished the treatment, wiped her sweat, picked up the paper and pen beside her, and wrote down several kinds of medicinal herbs. "Take the medicine on time, and you'll be fine in a month."
The martial arts practitioner took the order, helped his companion up, and was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Miss Qingjia!"
An elderly traditional healer stroked his beard and said, "Miss Qingjia's medical skills are truly getting better and better."
“Indeed,” another ancient physician said. “No one of her age can compare to her.”
"The ancient medical community has successors, and I am not alone in my path. I am gratified."
"Young Master Fu, it's been a long time." Under everyone's gaze, Lin Qingjia stepped forward. "How have you been feeling lately? Do you need any help?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen slowly raised his eyes and turned his head: "I don't know her."
Ying Zijin glanced at him and raised an eyebrow.
What's with this complaining tone?
The first floor was also completely silent, creating an awkward atmosphere.
Before Lin Qingjia could speak, a young man beside her said sarcastically, "Fu Yunshen, Qingjia is here to give you a proper greeting. What kind of attitude is this?"
"Don't think you can act recklessly just because you beat up the Meng family. Don't think you can be so arrogant just because your ancient martial arts skills far surpass those of your peers. Our Lin family has plenty of experts. How about we call out one of our ancestors? Can you beat him?"
Lin Qingjia's smile vanished: "Shut up!"
The young man stopped abruptly, but still sneered.
At that time, Fu Yunshen was practically risking his life to improve his cultivation in the ancient martial arts world.
He had walked the line between life and death many times, so his cultivation level was very high, and they all knew that.
It takes at least fifty years to reach that level of cultivation. Among his peers, only Yue Fuyi and a few other ancient martial arts talents probably have this level of skill.
However, Fu Yunshen also had many hidden injuries.
Such hidden injuries are fatal to martial arts practitioners.
Once it erupts, the only consequence will be the complete loss of internal energy and the severing of meridians.
Most importantly, Fu Yunshen has no powerful backing in the ancient martial arts world.
If he had a martial arts master with two hundred years of cultivation standing behind him, perhaps he would be worth taking seriously.
The young man knew very well that Lin Qingjia only asked the question because she had a good temper and a doctor's heart was like a parent's.
Fu Yunshen was simply not good enough for her.
"You spoke without thinking. Go back and receive your punishment." Lin Qingjia glanced at the young man and said in a very cold and polite tone, "Young Master Fu, I apologize for my rudeness."
She followed the young man upstairs, not even glancing at Fu Yunshen again, and went to find Lin Jinyun.
With the unexpected event over, the auction proceeded.
However, many people were still watching Fu Yunshen and whispering among themselves.
"It was him. He beat that direct descendant of the Meng family into a vegetative state, and he hasn't woken up yet."
"If it weren't for his outstanding appearance, I really wouldn't remember him."
"What good is being good-looking? If you cause trouble, you'll get killed one day..."
Ying Zijing had already walked out: "You're quite famous."
Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket: "I've beaten up quite a few people, so my reputation isn't very good."
"..."
She no longer believes such things.
"I don't really know her. I only ran into her in the ancient medical community when I was seriously injured. I have my own germaphobia and don't like the opposite sex touching me." Fu Yunshen smoothed his collar and said calmly, "So I didn't let them treat me."
Because the internal energy of ancient medicine is gentle while that of ancient martial arts is domineering, there are more women in ancient medicine and more men in ancient martial arts; this is an established fact.
Male doctors did exist in ancient times, but they were few and far between, and their medical skills did not have the same potential for development as those of female doctors.
Ying Zijing turned her head: "I am also of the opposite sex."
"Yes, you can." Fu Yunshen seemed to be pondering something.
Then, he raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone: "Try it on, I'll help you."
"..."
**
upstairs.
Lin Qingjia clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Jinyun: "Father."
"You're here." Lin Jinyun put down her cup. "The Taylor family head needs your help."
Lin Qingjia looked at the middle-aged man.
"I would like to invite Miss Qingjia to O Continent." The middle-aged man spoke slowly. "I wonder if Miss Qingjia has heard that the Beiwen family head's condition has worsened?"
Lin Qingjia replied indifferently, "I haven't cared."
The middle-aged man wasn't angry: "The illness of Patriarch Beiwen is very strange. Even the Third Poison Master couldn't cure it. He had improved quite a bit, but recently he has encountered problems again. I want to try ancient medicine."
"Difficult-to-diagnose illness?" Lin Qingjia became interested. "Then I can go there."
“Okay.” The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised. “Then please rest for a few days, Miss Qingjia, and then I will take you to O Continent.”
If he invites Lin Qingjia to cure the Bevin family head's illness, the Bevin family head will be very grateful to him, and the Taylor family will gain a great help.
**
The auction lasted until the afternoon of the third day.
After it was over, Ling Chonglou and the others returned.
The servants began preparing for the evening's banquet.
Ying Zijin leaned back in a rocking chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun.
In addition to the house where the ancestors lived in seclusion, the Ling family installed WIFI and signal transmitters in various places.
It's very convenient.
Ying Zijing received a call from Rita Bevan.
After Rita finished speaking, she paused slightly: "It's gotten worse again?"
This shouldn't be the case.
When Rita left China, she learned about the illness of the Bevin family head and gave Rita a bottle of medicine.
The dosage of this medicine is enough for three months, and after three months, the Bevin family head should be able to recover.
It's been almost a year, how come it suddenly got worse again?
“Yes, it’s gotten worse again.” Rita said anxiously. “I gave my father the medicine every day as you suggested, and he did recover, but last month his condition suddenly deteriorated.”
Ying Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly and said calmly, "It's hard to guard against a thief within the family. Someone has made a move."
“That’s what I was thinking too.” Rita took a deep breath. “Do you have time to come to O Continent? I’ll definitely pay you well, even a hundred chests of gold… Evan, why did you grab my phone?!”
"Rita, don't hire any quack doctors you know in China. I wouldn't say anything if it were a poison master on the NOK list." A young man's voice came from the other end of the line, carrying a warning. "Uncle Taylor has hired an ancient doctor, and ancient doctors are all arrogant. If you anger an ancient doctor, what will happen if no one treats Father?"
Fu Yunshen, you're getting more and more shameless, you've even learned to seduce people :)
See you this afternoon.
(End of this chapter)
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