EMHS – ch261

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Chapter 261: Don’t miss it when you’re passing by
 
    As soon as he turns his head and spots Muyan, he immediately dives into her embrace.
 
    Muyan comes back to herself, hastily throwing those thoughts to the back of her mind.
 
    “Baby, did you sleep well last night?”
 
    Xiao Bao appears startled, then he tilts his little head to the side.
 
    Because he had just been lying down, the hair that’s usually combed neatly has become somewhat messy.
 
    There are even a few tufts sticking out.
 
   Like this, the tilted little head suddenly looks exceptionally soft and adorable.
 
   It’s an entirely different look compared to the usually cold little grown-up.
 
   The more Muyan looks at her baby, the cuter she finds him, the more she wants to hug and kiss him.
 
    However, she hears Xiao Bao’s crisp childish voice say: “Xiao Bao had a dream.”
 
    “Mn? What did you dream about?”
 
    Xiao Bao purses his mouth. There’s a flash in his big eyes but he doesn’t say anything.
 
    The base of his ears seem a little red.
 
    In his dream, it was like he finally saw his dad, and he even carried Xiao Bao in his arms.
 
    His father’s appearance was very vague, and he’s never seen his father before.
 
    However, Xiao Bao knows his father…
 
    What does it feels like to have a dad, would it be like in that dream?
 
===
 
    Hongfu Medical Center is the largest medical establishment in Tianyuan.
 
    It’s only because the owner of the establishment is Deng Hongfeng, a senior doctor from Xuan Medical Pavilion, as well as the disciple of Yanwu Continent’s famous Godly Doctor, Qian Qing.
 
    There are more than a dozen doctors keeping watch over the Hongfu Medical Center.
 
    Each one of them is at least on the level of a primary doctor.
 
    That’s the reason why it has the most number of patients going in and out of it every day. There’s even a lot of people from other cities who have come specifically to seek treatment there.
 
    But even if there are a lot of doctors in Hongfu Medical Center, even if they’re better,
 
    There would inevitably be cases that they couldn’t cure.
 
    That’s why there are times when patients would come out beaming with happiness, and others would look miserable.
 
    On this day, the Hongfu Medical Center is open for business as usual.
 
    Patients go in and out, some are crying and some are laughing, some are thankful while some are desperate.
 
    Suddenly, not far from the Hongfu Medical Center, there’s a load uproar.
 
    “Junji Medical Center, presided by the only Senior Doctor of Tianyuan City, treating the patients that the Hongfu Medical Center couldn’t cure.”
 
    “Don’t miss it when you’re passing by, if the doctor of Hongfu Medical Center had determined that you have an incurable illness, don’t lose hope, don’t despair, please come to our Junji Medical Center.”
 
    “Tianyuan City’s only Senior Doctor that had passed by relying on real ability and talent, one that will definitely be able to resolve your problems and leave your worries behind for you, medicines will get rid of illnesses!”
 
    ……
 
    Hearing these shouts, everyone’s line of sight gathers over.
 
   Many of the people going through the Hongfu Medical center can’t help but start asking around, where did this Junji Medical Center come from?
 
    And they said that it has Tianyuan City’s only Senior Doctor – is this true?
 
    The people in the Hongfu Medical Center are bursting with rage.
 
    Several burly strongmen rush out, towards the people yelling and holding up the ‘Junji Medical Center, peerless Godly Doctor, treating patients that the Hongfu Medical Center couldn’t cure’ sign*, and maliciously and unpleasantly saying: “Which dogs have come over, actually daring to come to our Hongfu Medical Center to behave atrociously, I see that you people are tired of living!”
 
    After saying that, the burly men release their Internal Force, fiercely charging towards the other group.
 
    The next moment, there are several slamming sounds.
 
    Before the crown of onlookers could come back to their senses, they once again hear those boorish yells.
 
     “Don’t miss it when you’re passing by, if Hongfu Medical Center had determined that you have an incurable illness anyway, why not go to Junji Medical Center and check it out. If you can’t be cured, you don’t have to pay!”
 
    Everyone is dumbfounded.
 
    Staring, seeing that that those Primary Stage guards of Hongfu Medical Center have been stacked together like sacks.
—-
*Even in the raws, it’s a long sign.
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EMHS – ch260

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Chapter 260: Had a Dream Last Night?
 
    Those little brows unfold.
 
    There’s no smile on on that handsome little face, nor is there any dependence. However, there is a kind of inexplicable peace.
 
    Like a solitary boat that had been floating through a large ocean has finally found a harbor that will shelter it.
 
    The incense inside the room waft through the air.
 
    As he’s holding the child, Di Ming Jue unexpectedly feels a sense of sleepiness come over him.
 
    He had done something to this incense.
 
    Making Muyan and Xiao Bao sleep a little deeper, making them unaware of his approach.
 
    But this incense shouldn’t have any effect on him–
 
    The strange thing is, it surprisingly has no effect on Xiao Bao.
 
    At this very moment however – as he smells the fresh and clean scent, as he holds the small child, as he’s sees the peaceful sleeping face of his beloved woman,
 
    All the nerves in his body can’t help but relax, he can’t help but want to sleep.
 
    Di Ming Jue lies down, placing Xiao Bao in the middle. A long arm stretches out, settling the pair of mother and son under his protection. He closes his eyes.
 
    Without Xiao Bao obstructing them, Di Ming Jue truly can’t guarantee whether or not he’ll wake up halfway and directly devour this woman into his belly, the only one he loves so dearly, but hates to the point that it’s making his teeth itch.
 
    ……
 
    The next day, the sunlight comes through from outside the window, and unto the bed.
 
    Muyan stretches out her body as she sits up, the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, her smile is inexplicably languid and cozy.
 
    She slept very well last night, to the extent that her overall mood is incredibly cheerful.
 
    There’s only one thing that’s making her gloomy.
 
    Last night, she seems to have dreamed of that man who left without a warning.
 
    Di Ming Jue!
 
    Tsk… why would she dream about that man?
 
    And in her dream, as she was dazedly looking at the man’s face, he seemed to have become restless, and he was trying to take liberties with her.
 
    Could it be that because that man’s face is really too handsome that it’s an unprecedented brutality*, so she kept it in her mind, and it resulted in that kind of dream?
 
  • possibly the equivalent of “you’re too handsome, it should be illegal”
 
    Muyan shakes her head, throwing off this awful thought from her mind.
 
    Just then, she finds another strange thing.
 
    Xiao Bao isn’t in her embrace.
 
    Instead, he’s sleeping about an arm’s length away from her.
 
    And not only is he sleeping very soundly, there isn’t the smallest bit of discomfort on his little face, nor is there any panic or sadness.
 
    Muyan’s face looks somewhat disbelieving.
 
    She doesn’t know if it’s because she was persecuted while she was pregnant,
 
    – that even though he had always been very strong and independent, as well as astonishingly talented – Xiao Bao lacks a sense of security  
 
    Even though his little face is always stretched taut, he really likes to stick to her.
 
    Especially whenever they go to sleep at night: if he’s not within her arms, he can’t sleep well.
 
    When Xiao Bao had just turned four, Muyan also thought that the boy should be more independent, and so she wanted to let him sleep by himself.
 
    When she suggested this, Xiao Bao agreed.
 
    When she woke up in the middle of the night however, Muyan found that the little figure lying at a corner is crying silently.
 
    Not making a sound, the tiny from is curled up into a ball.
 
    At that time, Muyan regretted it so dearly that she almost couldn’t breathe.
 
    Since then, she never asked Xiao Bao to sleep by himself.
 
    Every night, she falls asleep and wakes up with her baby safely held inside her arms. Telling him through gestures that he shouldn’t be sad, he shouldn’t feel bad, niangqin is by his side.
 
    As if sensing Muyan’s gaze, Xiao Bao rubs his eyes and opens them.
 
    A pair of big blue eyes shine brightly under the sunlight, casting an inherent coldness and nobility.
 
    Muyan is jolted at that instant.
 
    These eyes seem to match with the blue pupils of the man she saw in her dream.
 
    “Niangqin!” as he’s opening his eyes, Xiao Bao doesn’t sense the flustered breath on Muyan.

EMHS – ch259

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Chapter 259: Holding in his arms
 
    Petal pink lips slightly move, letting out low murmur, “Di Ming Jue… why would you come into my dreams?”
 
    All of a sudden, Di Ming Jue goes rigid from head to foot.
 
    Muyan slowly and weakly extends her hand, touching Di Ming Jue’s face.
 
    Because the sleeping clothes are loose and slack,
 
    the sleeves slide down as she raises her hand, revealing white jade arms that glisten like snow.
 
    The front part of clothes that haven’t been secured properly, because of this movement, also opens slightly.
 
    It exposes the girl’s clavicle, exquisite as white porcelain, with beautiful lines that meander downwards.
 
    In that trance, he could see a faintly discernible landscape between the gaps of her clothes.
 
    Di Ming Jue could only feel an explosion within his brain, the blood in his whole body begins to boil, rushing to a certain area.
 
    Unfortunately, Muyan’s little hands aren’t well-behaved.
 
    Feeling up his face, soft and slender fingers slowly glide up his brows and slide down again, finally settling on his lips.
 
    “Strange… so real… just like the real thing…”
 
    “Why… would I dream of you?”
 
    The mumbling whispers are still as sleepy and softly lazy as before, like a feather tickling the man’s heart.
 
    It seems that Muyan wants to wake up, but the incense lingering at the tip of her nose is making her drowsy.
 
    And because she doesn’t sense any danger, she finally allows herself to fall into a deep slumber.
 
    The raised hand go limp and fall over, but not before it could take advantage of Di Ming Jue’s thin lips.
 
    Like a rogue, the fingertips pry his lips open, dipping into the wetness.
 
    Di Ming Jue can’t bear it anymore. He leans down and ruthlessly seizes the young woman’s petal lips.
 
    Plundering like a beast that has been starved for a long time, wanting to eat and swallow her down to his belly.
 
    For a long time afterwards, the room echoes with a man’s rough and heavy gasps.
 
    Di Ming Jue abruptly loosens his hold on the other. With red eyes, he operates the energy and breath within his body, pushing down the violently surging desires that are on the verge of eruption.
 
    He furiously glares at the woman in his arms, who is sound asleep after provoking him.
 
    Di Ming Jue gnashes his teeth–
 
    He swears, had this woman been awake at this moment, and if there wasn’t anyone else inside the room,
 
    He would definitely push her under him, eat her until not even bones would remain.
 
    Make this no-conscience woman know, that when she runs away right after provoking him, just what kind of end is waiting for her!
 
    He takes in a deep breath.
 
    Jun Shang-daren’s rationality finally pushes down his desire. He leans down to put Muyan back on the bed, as well as putting her clothes back in order.
 
    During that time, he brushes over the young woman’s velvety skin, and he could see the faintly discernible scene under her clothes. It’s no use to tell others just what kind of struggle and torment it is.
 
    “Niangqin…” he suddenly hears a mewling voice from the edge of the bed.
 
    Di Ming Jue stares blankly. He turns his head to look at the tiny thing that he had just exiled to a corner.
 
    It seems that losing his mother’s embrace is making the little face show a confused and lonely expression.
 
    He appears like a lonesome cub that got lost within the woods, looking for its parents.
 
    Alone in the untamed and remote forest, covered by the curtain of night. Even the strong could still be hurt, could still feel lonely.
 
    There’s a small wrinkle on Di Ming Jue’s brows.
 
    He can ignore this little kid.
 
    But he doesn’t know why, seeing Xiao Bao reveal this kind of expression,
 
    He feels like his heart is inexplicably blocked up, like a huge rock is ramming it down.
 
    In the end, Jun Shang-daren yields to his heart, extending his hands to fish up the small form from the edge of the bed, and placing the other in his arms.
 
    He has never handled a child before.
 
    Naturally, he doesn’t know how to properly hold a child.
 
    That’s why the way he’s carrying the boy is seriously, unspeakably awkward and uncomfortable.
 
    But who knows why?
 
    The little man who had been upset and panicking just a moment ago, has finally settled in his arms.

EMHS – ch258

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Chapter 258: Woman Without Conscience
 
    Muyan has a helpless smile, “Brother, how many times have you asked this question already? I promised that I can cure it, moreover, I promise that it will be cured within seven days at most. After seven days, not only would your leg be better, your cultivation would also recover.”
 
    Shen Jinglin is dazed and absent-minded as he walks out.
 
    Because he’s too worked up, he even forgets to put his clothes back on or even carry them out.
 
    Muyan shakes her head, taking her brother’s clothes and sets them aside. She then washes her face, rinses her mouth, and goes to bed.
 
    Gently gathering the sleeping Xiao Bao into her arms, Muyan slowly sinks into a peaceful sleep.
 
    It’s incredibly quiet inside the room.
 
    Smoke from the incense rise up in spirals and linger within the atmosphere.
 
    It’s indeed a special blend of perfume from fragrant fruits and flowers. Burning it in the air would have the effect of getting a more peaceful sleep.
 
    It could also make people have a happy and contented mood.
 
    As she’s sleeping, Muyan shows a shallow smile.
 
    She doesn’t notice that at this moment, a tall and outstanding figure suddenly appears inside the room.
 
    The moonlight outside the window shines through the thin screen, falling on the man’s face.
 
    Even in such a dark night, one could still make out how peerlessly beautiful the man’s appearance is. Just like a deity from the Ninth Heaven, set up on high, incomparably magnificent, letting people have a strong desire to crawl under his feet and sing vows of servitude.
 
    In that dark night, the man’s gaze falls upon the sleeping woman on the bed.
 
    Thin lips are tightly pursed up, a cold and penetrating light in his eyes. However, there’s a faint burst of flame that’s just about to burn down everything before him.
 
    This wretched woman without conscience!
 
    She could actually still get some sleep!
 
    Being in a room with another man, pulling and tugging to undress him!
 
    Di Ming Jue steps forward, his figure seems to move in a flash, and he has already arrived by the bedside.
 
    He bends his head down to look at the woman that he hasn’t seen for a long time. He really mustn’t strangle her!
 
    His straight back slightly bends down, and slender hands cover the young woman’s thin shoulders, wanting to make her turn to face him.
 
    However, before Di Ming Jue’s hand could move,
 
    In Muyan’s embrace, Xiao Bao seems to have sensed something and he suddenly opens his eyes.
 
    It’s just, he still couldn’t clearly see who’s in front of him.
 
    Di Ming Jue waves a hand.
 
    He sends out a peculiar energy, and Xiao Bao only feel drowsy, his eyelids growing heavy.
 
    Then he slowly closes his eyes and goes back to sleep.
 
    Di Ming Jue lets out a cold ‘humph’.
 
    He peels off the small child that wouldn’t let go of Muyan’s clothes, picking him up by the collar and throwing him to the edge of the bed.
 
    The next moment, he already has the woman’s soft and warm body gathered within his embrace.
 
    A moment ago, Di Ming Jue was still itching to throttle Muyan – all troubles solved once the main problem is dealt with.
 
    Especially during these past three days when he was secretly watching this no-conscience woman.
 
    She’s not even a little bit unhappy when he left – on the contrary, she’s even sticking close to other men, cheerful and lively.
 
    Too excessively happy!
 
    Di Ming Jue’s lungs were really about to burst with rage at that time.
 
    Even if that man is Muyan’s biological brother, it’s unacceptable – what’s more, they’re not even related by blood!
 
    However, for the person that he has been yearning for day and night, to be in his his arms-
 
    Seeing her beautiful face, quiet and contented in her sleep; indulging in her unique fragrance-
 
    Di Ming Jue’s heart becomes mushy, a total mess.
 
    It’s only at this moment that he realizes just how much he has missed this little woman.
 
    It’s only at this moment that he becomes a hundred percent certain.
 
    Jun Muyan belongs to him!
 
    In this life, he absolutely won’t let this woman escape!
 
    The hands holding Muyan slowly tighten up, as if hating that he can’t rub her into his bones.
 
    The sleeping person seems to finally feel the suffocating pressure, her eyes fluttering.
 
    A dazed gaze absentmindedly rests on the man’s face, unfocused.


EMHS – ch257

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Chapter 257: Take off your clothes
 
    In an instant, Muyan’s heart seems to be soaked in honey. It’s soft, it’s sweet.
 
    Her eyes get moist and hot, making them somewhat blurry.
 
    She gently picks up her most cherished baby, kissing his pink cheeks that seem to be pouting because he’s asleep. Muyan leaves the space as she’s carrying her baby.
 
    She has been focusing her entire heart and soul on Xiao Bao, so she didn’t notice it.
 
    That the lazy rabbit that seems to be always sleeping inside the space, it’s awake at this moment.
 
    And its pair of mung bean eyes are wide open, looking at her like it’s watching a rare monster.
 
     It’s only after her figure has disappeared does it yawn, lie back down to the ground, and fall asleep.
 
……
 
    “Yanyan, you haven’t eaten dinner yet, right?”
 
    Going outside, Muyan finds that the skies have already gone dark.
 
    And it’s just in time for Shen Jinglin to push the door open, coming in with some food in his hands.
 
    Muyan acts quickly and silently, carefully placing the baby in her arms down on the bed. Then, she gets up and walks out of the room.
 
    “I was just cultivating and I forgot the time. I’m really hungry now. Thank you, big brother.”
 
    Muyan smiles and sits by the table.
 
    Although there’s some fresh food inside the space, Muyan had been cultivating for four hours, not even drinking any water.
 
    Now, she’s tempted by the smell of the food that Shen Jinglin has brought, making her really hungry.
 
    Muyan eats while Shen Jinglin watches her with a soft smile on his face.
 
    Once she’s done eating, he moves to leave with the bowl and chopsticks.
 
    “Brother, wait a minute.” Muyan calls out to stop him, “First, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Take off your clothes, let me take a look.”
 
    After Muyan says this, Shen Jinglin’s whole face immediately goes red.
 
    His voice is even stuttering as he says, “Yan… Yanyan, even we’re brother and sister, still… i mean, you’re a girl, how can you just make a man undress… moreover, we… we’re not related by blood… this is… this is not right…”
 
    “Pfft–!” Muyan suddenly puffs out a laugh, “Brother, you’re letting your imagination run wild or something? I want to take a look at the condition of your injuries, okay?”
 
    Hearing that, Shen Jinglin sighs in relief.
 
    But his face is still bright red, like cooked shrimp.
 
    He removes his outer garment with an embarrassed face, hesitating to take more off for the treatment.
 
    Without knowing why, he suddenly feels a burst of chill all over his body.
 
    As if there’s a cold, sharp blade that wants to shred his body into thousands of pieces, chop him again and again.
 
    “That’s enough.” at this time, fortunately, Muyan opens her mouth to give him a great mercy, “Brother, sit in front of me.”
 
    Shen Jinglin quickly sits down.
 
    Muyan examines his injured leg first.
 
    A day after obtaining the Dragon Bone Grass and the Smelted Marrow Flower, Muyan operated on Shen Jinglin’s leg.
 
    Thanks to the assistance of draughts, the surgical wounds healed very quickly. In just three days’ time, it has already formed a scab.
 
    Under the care of the Tian Mo Qin’s “Echo Recovery”, the damaged Qi Sea is also slowly recovering.
 
    Muyan nonchalantly opens Shen Jinglin’s clothes.
 
    Through the thin cover of the scarred skin, she examines the condition of the meridians that are connected to the Qi Sea.
 
    The meridians are still atrophied, but they’re no longer so frail that any little bit of Internal Force would cause them damage.
 
    The corners of Muyan’s mouth curl up into a shallow smile, “Alright, tomorrow, you can begin soaking in the Philter for Replacing the Marrow and Washing the Tendons.”
 
    Shen Jinglin still has a red face at first, not even knowing where place his hands.
 
    Hearing Muyan’s words, he snaps his head up, revealing an expression of pleasant surprise, “Yanyan, you mean, my… my injury can really be cured?”

EMHS – ch256

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Chapter 256: Unable to Break Through a Bottleneck
 
    Muyan lets out huff and a chuckle, “So it is.”
 
    Deng Hongfeng actually played such a move against her.
 
    It’s no wonder that there isn’t so much as a single customer these days.
 
    Truly… interesting.
 
    “Miss, do you want me to report this to the Ghost City?”
 
    There’s a dense chill in Old Tao’s eyes, “Dare to slight our Ghost City’s Shenshu-daren, they’re simply tired of living.”
 
    Across him, Muyan’s lips slightly quirk up, an evil charm in her smile, “No need, how could I move the Ghost City’s hand just for some insignificant maggots. Old Tao, you just have to make the Ink Camp go and do a few things for me.”
 
    Old Tao quickly comes over to Muyan’s side and listens to her murmurs.
 
    After he hears Muyan’s plan, Old Tao is completely struck dumb.
 
    This… it can also be done this way?
 
    Soon however, he lets out a snickering laugh: although it’s unusually bad, but why does he think that this would be interesting?
 
    ===
 
    After Old Tao has left, Muyan simply returns to her room and directly goes inside the space.
 
    Muyan’s current cultivation has already reached the middle of Precelestial stage.
 
    Only a step away from high Precelestial.
 
    At this stage of time, she always has this faint feeling that she’s about to have a breakthrough.
 
    But it always falls short by a step.
 
    The bottleneck is right in front of her eyes, clearly at her fingertips, but why can’t she break through?
 
    Pure Internal Force slowly whirls within Muyan’s Qi Sea, forming a vortex.
 
    From small, the vortex becomes larger, gradually turning into a powerful breath that is a hundred times purer than ordinary Internal Force, filling the air.
 
    The Tian Mo Qin by Muyan’s side,
 
    It seems to respond to something, and it begins playing a windless sound.
 
    It produces a zither melody that seems to exist and doesn’t exist.
 
    Xiao Bao little head, which was originally immersed in a sea of books, suddenly perks up. He looks towards Muyan’s direction, his big blue eyes sparkling.
 
    The fat rabbit, which was originally fast asleep, also sits up with a grunt. It’s mung bean eyes blinking several times, looking at Muyan.
 
    A sliver of shock and amazement flashes through those small eyes, which are almost invisible because of those plump cheeks obstructing them.
 
    Is this… is she absorbing the Spiritual Energy inside the space?
 
    How is it possible?
 
    A person that has never activated the five attributes, one who only knows Internal Force, a martial practitioner that doesn’t even know what Spiritual Force is,
 
    How is it possible that she can absorb Spiritual Energy on her own?
 
    Xiao Bao doesn’t think about it as much as the fat rabbit.
 
    He doesn’t know what Spiritual Energy is, nor does he know how much of a sensational thing it is for a person who can only cultivate Internal Force, to spontaneously absorb Spiritual Energy.
 
    Xiao Bao only knows that the breath coming out of his mother’s body right now is making him feel very comfortable.
 
    So comfortable that he wants to get close, and there’s also a hint of pure awe.
 
    Xiao Bao’s cheeks are rosy. He unblinkingly looking at niangqin, at that best-looking face in the whole wide world.
 
    He thinks that niangqin is really the best.
 
    Later, he must work even harder, and become even stronger.
 
    Or else, how could he be qualified to protect niangqin?
 
    After four whole hours has gone by, Muyan opens her eyes, revealing a trace dismay.
 
    Those four hours, she only felt as if something was washing over the meridians in her entire body. It was inexplicably comfortable.
 
    However, feeling comfortable is still useless!
 
    She still hasn’t broken through her bottleneck.
 
    Just as Muyan is about to get up, she comes across a soft little body beside her.
 
    Without knowing when, Xiao Bao has already fallen asleep.
 
    The handsome little face is indescribably serene, like a heavenly sprite that has fallen into the mundane world, like the most beautiful white jade carving between heaven and earth.
 
    The warm, small form gets closer to her, every movement is filled with attachment.
 
    But because he doesn’t want to disturb her, he has only used his tiny hands clutch the hems of her clothes.

EMHS – ch255

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Chapter 255: Sabotage
 
    Hearing that, the murderous intent on Deng Hongfeng finally retreats.
 
    His pair of hawk eyes slightly narrow, showing a sinister gleam, “What you mean to say is, if you use Fang Jingya as bait, you could surely pull Shen Jinglin out?”
 
    “Yes! Yes!” Zhao Chunming nods again and again, “Godfather should rest assured. No matter which scoundrel or slut had offended you, Chunming would definitely give vent for your anger!”
 
    ===
 
    In reality, Muyan has long since noticed Zhao Chunming and Deng Hongfeng’s eyes.
 
    They’re just a pair of jumping clowns, and she simply doesn’t attach much importance to them.
 
    However, there is something that makes Muyan feel strange.
 
    It’s because she could always feel a scorching and extremely aggressive gaze watching her attentively.
 
    Occasionally, it would even sweep past Xiao Bao in her arms.
 
    And when she leans close to Shen Jinglin, that scorching gaze- 
 
    …becomes as cold as Arctic ice.
 
    It could simply freeze people down to the bones.
 
    Muyan operates her Internal Force, raising her whole body’s perception to the limits.
 
    She wants to locate the source of this gaze, but unfortunately, she can’t find anything.
 
    She can only knit her brows because of this.
 
    “Niangqin?” seemingly feeling her unease, Xiao Bao whispers softly, an inquisitive tone in his voice.
 
    Muyan immediately responds, “It’s nothing, niangqin was just thinking about the drugstore.”
 
    She originally wanted to continue the Junji Drugstore in Tianyuan City.
 
    However, the examination and approval of medical centers and the like, is very troublesome in Tianyuan City. It could even take about a year.
 
    “Miss.” at the side, Feng Haitang starts to talk, “Actually, as long as there’s a Doctor Seal from the Xuan Medical Pavilion, you can directly open a medical center in Tianyuan City.”
 
    “Oh? So it’s like that?” Muyan raises her brows in surprise, “Opening a medical center is pretty good too. Then let’s go and take a look at the location that you and Haotian chose.”
 
    In her mind: Fortunately, when she left the Xuan Medical Pavilion earlier, she didn’t immediately lose that troublesome seal and emblem.
 
    The store front location that Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang chose is really pretty good.
 
    This is a street filled with medical centers and pharmacies. People who want get medical treatment, or purchase medicine, often come and go.
 
    And there’s even a courtyard behind the shop.
 
    The area of the courtyard is five times bigger than their drugstore in Xia’an.
 
    Even when the dozen or so people from the Ink Camp are placed in there, they would probably just take up less than a tenth of the space.
 
    At once, Muyan gets someone to hang up a sign that says “Junji Medical Center”.
 
    Ru Yan and Old Tao would still be in charge of running the shop.
 
    However, they can’t do something like practice medicine, so Muyan has Old Tao thinking of a way to recruit a few doctors that could sit there.
 
    Muyan herself doesn’t spend a lot of money, but she needs a large amount of it to support and strengthen the Ink Camp.
 
    That’s why it’s absolutely necessary to operate a medical center and pharmacy.
 
    However, three days has passed.
 
    Old Tao has an ashamed and uneasy face as he kneels in front of Muyan, “Miss, Old Tao had been incompetent, will you punish Old Tao?”
 
    “Why?” Muyan quirks an eyebrow, “You can’t recruit a doctor to sit on the hall?”
 
    That would be virtually impossible.
 
    On account of the fact that Tianyuan City has the Xuan Medical Pavilion, it has the highest amount of Primary Doctors in the entire Chi Yan Country.
 
    Just a doctor for the hall, how can you fail to recruit one, when you’ve set up a high offer?
 
    Old Tao creases his brows and says: “There’s someone sabotaging our Junji Medical Center. I heard people giving out news, saying that a very high-ranking elder in Xuan Medical Pavilion had given an order: No doctor can work in our Junji Medical Center*, no patient can receive our treatment, otherwise… otherwise… those doctors wouldn’t be able to mingle in Tianyuan, and those patients would no longer be received by Tianyuan City’s largest medical hall, Hongfeng Medical Center.”

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Chapter 254: Godfather
 
    Xiao Bao flattens his mouth in displeasure. Before, every time niangqin appears, the first one that she sees would definitely be Xiao Bao.
 
    But now, she only cares about uncle.
 
    Muyan bends down to pick Xiao Bao up, and kisses him on both cheeks, “Baby, I’ve made you wait for a long time, did you miss nianqin?”
 
    Without waiting for Xiao Bao to respond, Muyan continues to say: “Niangqin missed Xiao Bao.”
 
    Xiao Bao’s little temper is immediately calmed down by Muyan’s words.
 
    The tiny face is bright red, and it’s a good while before he tilts his head and gives an almost imperceptible nod, “Missed!”
 
    It’s only a few hours that they couldn’t see each other, however, Xiao Bao really missed niangqin!
 
    Muyan’s party cheerfully go back.
 
    Just after these few people have walked some distance away, not far from them, there’s someone headed towards the Xuan Medical Pavilion.
 
    But this person stops by the entrance, and turns to look at their backs – or more specifically – towards Shen Jinglin’s retreating figure. He shows a suspicious expression.
 
    Zhao Chunming has a gloomy face as he stares at him, then he can’t help but look at Shen Jinglin’s side, towards the girl who doesn’t look like a mortal.
 
    Shen Jinglin, this waste, when did he have such a beautiful girl by his side?
 
    He faintly heard that girl calling Shen Jinglin “brother”.
 
    But he clearly remembers that Shen Xiaoru isn’t like this.
 
    Just as he’s thinking that, Zhao Chunming suddenly hears a sharp voice from his side, “Do you know that slut, Jun Muyan?”
 
    Zhao Chunming abruptly returns to his senses.
 
    When he realizes just who is standing by his side, he promptly reveals a respectful expression, “Godfather, why have you come out?”
 
    Before him is a man with hawk-like eyes and a horse-like face, slippery and beardless – Deng Hongfeng.
 
    Zhao Chunming has a fawning look as he says: “Godfather, I’ve come wanting to ask you if you want to come over tonight? Jingya has already been dressed up at home, waiting to entertain you.”
 
    Usually, as long as Deng Hongfeng hears him say this,
 
    He would immediately show an eager expression.
 
    As long as Zhao Chunming offers his wife, Fang Jingya, for an evening,
 
    The next day, he would be able to reap great benefits from this godfather’s hands.
 
    Afterall, this godfather is the Godly Doctor Qian Qing’s disciple, as well as the highest person in charge of Tianyuan’s Xuan Medical Pavilion.
 
    Any little thing that spills out from his hand is enough for Zhao Chunming to have a meteoric rise.
 
    As for Fang Jingya, after she has been tormented by Deng Hongfeng for a night – how worn and miserable she would be, it’s spectacle too horrible to endure.
 
    Zhao Chunming simply doesn’t care about this at all.
 
    Since Fang Jingya is his woman, isn’t it as it should be by rights, that she makes some sacrifices for his future prospects?
 
    However, Deng Hongfeng is very strange today.
 
    Rather than showing an eager look, he has a fierce and gloomy expression across his whole face instead. He fixes his glare on Zhao Chunming, “I asked you, do you know Jun Muyan?!”
 
    Zhao Chunming trembles under his stare.
 
    He immediately tries hard to recall the name Jun Muyan.
 
    It really sounds familiar, but he can’t remember anything at all.
 
    “God… godfather… I don’t know what… what Jun Muyan?”
 
    Deng Hongfeng’s eyes becomes gloomier and colder, “Then why were you staring at her just a moment ago? Speak, did you tell that slut about my secret?!”
 
    As he’s saying this, Deng Hongfeng’s eyes are filled with a murderous intent.
 
    Zhao Chunming is so frightened that he’s shaking from head to foot. He’s dripping with cold sweat, and he plops down to the ground.
 
    Seeing that Deng Hongfeng is about to kill him, he suddenly comes back to himself, “I, I don’t know that woman, but I… I know her brother, that man next to her. His name is Shen Jinglin, he used to travel with me and Jingya to gain experience, he… he still often fools around with Jingya… godfather, if they’ve offended you, as long as… a long as we let Jingya go and lure him, he definitely won’t be able to die a good death!”

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Chapter 253: Doesn’t want Xiao Bao with Uncle around
 
    “Furthermore, in order to treat this problem, this man had taken all kinds of medications for many years. The acupuncture treatment not only failed to cure it’s underlying cause, on the contrary… it made his body hair fall off, preventing them from growing.”
 
    “The face is smooth and beardless, just like palace eunuchs that had been castrated.”
 
    Deng Hongfeng’s entire body is trembling.
 
    He could feel that the gazes of everyone in the room are gathered on him.
 
    The ridicule, contempt, surprise, and disgust in those eyes – they’re all making his scalp blow up.
 
    Now he really regrets it, regrets that he cannot go back to earlier!
 
    He would have rather let Muyan obtain the title of a Senior Doctor, as well as the rare herbs. He would’ve also never let his unmentionable illness be exposed to others.
 
    The smile on the corners of Muyan’s mouth couldn’t help but deepen, and she slowly waves around the Senior Doctor emblem.
 
    “Dr. Deng, do you want to know who this ninth patient is? Or maybe I should give more clues so Dr. Deng can guess this man’s identity.”
 
    Deng Hongfeng grits his teeth, forcibly squeezing out the words from his mouth: “No! Need!”
 
    “That’s to say, I’m now a Senior Doctor of Xuan Medical Pavilion?”
 
    “Yes!”
 
    Muyan turns her eyes towards the old man, “Since even Dr. Deng has recognized my status as a Senior Doctor, may I ask if you can give me the Dragon Bone Grass and the Smelted Marrow Flower?”
 
    Not long after that, Muyan contentedly leaves with an ample amount of Dragon Bone Grass and Smelted Marrow Flower.
 
    Deng Hongfeng glares at direction of her departing figure. There’s hostility and murderous intent in his eyes, like a tide surging violently, almost overflowing.
 
    Jun Muyan, wait for me!
 
    Daring to play with me like this, not only will I never let you mingle with the community of doctors in Tianyuan City-!
 
    Neither will let you have a good death!
 
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    Outside Xuan Medical Pavilion.
 
    Shen Jinglin anxiously limps back and forth, trying to peer inside from time to time. 
 
    And in stark contrast to his frantic and impatient appearance, there’s Feng Haitang’s poise, and Xiao Bao’s indifferent calm.
 
    Until he could see that Shen Jinglin’s limp is getting worse and worse because of walking around too much.
 
    Xiao Bao just opens his mouth to talk with a level tone: “Uncle, don’t walk around.”
 
    The pacing is making him dizzy.
 
    Having a four-year-old child “teach” him with a commanding tone, Shen Jinglin doesn’t have the slightest bit of annoyance.
 
    Instead, he gives a hollow laugh and does halt his steps, “Alright, uncle won’t walk around anymore.”
 
    “It’s just, how come your nianqin isn’t out yet? The Senior Doctor’s Assessment shouldn’t have any danger…”
 
    Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly catches sight of the figure walking out from the door.
 
    All of a sudden, Shen Jinglin couldn’t think about his leg injury, and he scuttles over, “Yanyan, you’ve finally come out. Why did it take so long? Was there any danger during the exam? Did you get injured?”
 
    Muyan chuckles, and helps up her teetering brother, “Just a little Doctor’s Assessment, how could I possible be injured?”
 
    She flips her wrists over, a bunch of Dragon Bone Grass and another bunch of Smelted Marrow Flower appears on her palms, “Brother, see what these are?”
 
    Shen Jingling suddenly opens his eyes wide, his breathing becomes hurried and shallow.
 
    Even if he doesn’t know what these two herbs are, he could still feel the powerful Internal Force contained within them.
 
    “These are… so Yayan could treat me…”
 
    “That’s right!” Muyan’s brows and eyes bend upwards, having a rare bit of childishness, “Since I’ve already been talking big, saying that I’ll cure big brother’s leg, I naturally can’t eat my own words!”
 
    Moved, the rims of Shen Jinglin’s eyes redden, and just as he’s about to say something,
 
    He sees a very small figure ram against Muyan and break into her embrace, small stubby hands clutching and hugging her thighs.
 
    The exquisite and elegant little face still doesn’t have any expression, but there’s a hint of grievance visible within those ice-blue irises.
 
    Niangqin has uncle and doesn’t want Xiao Bao.

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Chapter 252: So-called ED
 
    “Yeah!” Muyan very readily admits to it, “Don’t tell me that it’s not allowed? Or are the Xuan Medical Pavilion’s stipulations merely written for show?”
 
    “No, please give us a moment!” the old man turns to Zhang Mingkun, “Take the girl’s seal and retrieve all the Dragon Bone Grass and Smelted Marrow Flower from the Herb Warehouse.”
 
    “Hold on! Who allowed you to sell her rare herbs!”
 
    Deng Hongfeng’s agitated voice suddenly interjects.
 
    An indignant flame burns in his eyes, pointing and raining curses on Muyan: “Slut, don’t think that you can swindle rare herbs from our Xuan Medical Pavilion. I now suspect that you’ve cheated in the Senior Doctor’s Assessment, the outcome of the assessment earlier is invalid!”
 
    “Don’t think you’re so great just because you diagnosed what Ghost Thorn, slut, you must have an colluded with someone to cheat. It’s you, isn’t it, Zhang Mingkun. Weren’t you seduced by this little slut, so you speak out to help her over and over again?”
 
    “You, you shouldn’t fabricate stories to slander others!!” Zhang Mingkun is shaking out of anger, his face swells and turns purple.
 
    Deng Hongfeng is immensely proud of himself as he says: “I exposed you so you fly into a rage out of humiliation? Humph, I thought that there’s something queer about today’s matters. Apparently, everything was just a scheme by you two adulterers. You slut, without any real skill or knowledge…”
 
    Muyan sighs softly, her gorgeous face revealing a helpless expression.
 
    But in those glimmering peach blossom eyes, there’s a sharp chill, “At first, I really didn’t want to talk about the illness of the ninth patient in this room. But since Dr. Deng thinks that I don’t have real ability and learning, then I see that I should still demonstrate… exactly that.”
 
    “What? Ninth patient?”
 
    “Is there still a ninth patient somewhere?”
 
    Ten people were used as specimens for the examination, and there were supposed to be three among them that aren’t sick, while the other seven are sick.
 
    Since Muyan later detected that patient no.9 has Ghost Thorn, isn’t it reasonable to say that there are only eight patients?
 
    Where is the ninth one?
 
    Muyan’s lovely eyes looks Deng Hongfeng up and down.
 
    A languid, evil, and arrogant breath seems to appear on her body, making people both eager and fearful.
 
    “This person is sick. The name of the illness is Erectile Dysfunction. The so-called ED, also known as impotence, the illness is the inability of a man to keep an erection…”
 
    Pfft–!
 
    Hearing Muyan’s words, someone couldn’t help spray out a mouthful of tea.
 
    It’s unexpectedly this kind of illness!
 
    There’s also some people with sluggish faces. Soon after, they steal glances left and right, apparently wanting to find the man who has this kind of dysfunction.
 
    And it’s like a basin of cold water is pouring down Deng Hongfeng’s head. His complexion turns from red to green, from green to purple, and from purple to white.
 
    At this very moment, there’s only one thought in his mind.
 
    How does she know?
 
    How could she possibly know?!
 
    Then, what Muyan says next further alarms him, that he almost jumps up screaming.
 
    “Dr. Deng, do you need me to say who is this person with ED, so I can prove my ability?”
 
    With this statement, everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but gather on Deng Hongfeng.
 
    Cold sweat is pouring down Deng Hongfeng’s forehead, but he puts on a bold face and says: “You, you stop talking nonsense, alarmist talk…”
 
    “Oh? Dr. Deng is still unconvinced?”
 
    Muyan laughs once more, her laughter is like a wind-chime of purple cowries blown by the wind, inexplicably sweet-sounding and pleasant to hear, “Then I’ll add a little more.”
 
    “This person is temperamental as a result of having ED for many years, and he likes to amuse himself by abusing the opposite sex.”

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Chapter 251: Envy, Bitter Resentment
 
    This entire room of people have taken his pulse and have given him a diagnosis, and yet he unexpectedly has the Ghost Thorn Disease.
 
    While everyone is stunned,
 
    The elegant and ethereal voice, unique to the young woman, suddenly echoes within the room.
 
    “This person is sick. The illness is called Ghost Thorn, the patient’s hair will become frail, thinning out and falling off. The skin will be bright red, and itch like there are crawling insects… this disease is caused by pore dilation, and miasma taking advantage of that opening, until it reaches the blood…”
 
    “These examiners, may I ask if there’s any problem with my diagnosis?”
 
    These words are said neither fast nor slow, like idle comments over tea, discussing poetry.
 
    The voice lingers in the room like smoke rising in spirals.
 
    But it sounds like the echoes of muffled thunder in the ears of all the examiners.
 
    Deng Hongfeng is completely dumbfounded, open-mouthed, and he has a stupid look as he stares at patient no.9.
 
    Then he turns to look at Muyan, and it’s as if he’s looking at a ghost.
 
    Zhang Mingkun suddenly comes back to himself.
 
    He gives a deep bow towards Muyan, “The girl’s medical expertise is impeccable, we are greatly humbled!”
 
    That’s right!
 
    This people, they had gathered to diagnose as a group – they took his pulse, asked him questions, given him tactile examination – but in the end, they were unable to discover the disease.
 
    This girl in front of them had just looked from afar, and she could come up with the diagnosis.
 
    Such medical expertise is more than excellent.
 
    It is simply consummate!
 
    It could even be comparable to the the founder of Xuan Medical Pavilion, Godly Doctor Qian Qing.
 
    The only one in the audience who doesn’t admire Muyan is probably Deng Hongfeng alone. He is only filled with envy, bitter resentment, and unwillingness.
 
    His features twists and crumples, fiercely glaring at Muyan, “You colluded with this man, didn’t you? Yes, you two must have really colluded! The result of this assessment is invalid!”
 
    Muyan lets out a scoff, “Oh? Is that so? It turns out that the integrity of Xuan Medical Pavilion only amounts to this? It seems like it would be necessary to give publicity to your noble Pavilion after I leave.”
 
    “What a minute!” Zhang Mingkun hurriedly tries to stop her, “This miss doesn’t need to go! Anyone with eyes can see your ability. You are absolutely deserving to be conferred the title of a Senior Doctor!”
 
    An old man next to Zhan Mingkun is stroking his beard, also affirming: “Right. This old man will go and get the Senior Doctor’s seal and emblem, and I will notify everyone of the news that Tianyuan City has it’s first Senior Doctor. One moment please.”
 
    Deng Hongfeng is incredulously pointing at everyone, “You people, what is the meaning of this? Don’t tell me that you want to rebel?”
 
    A white-bearded old man coldly looks at him, his voice sinking: “Dr. Deng, what do you mean? Do you want to disregard the Xuan Medical Pavilion’s reputation? If you were to truly ruin Xuan Medical Pavilion’s name, do you think that your Master, Godly Doctor Qian, would pardon you?”
 
    Hearing the name of Godly Doctor Qian, Deng Hongfeng distinctly curls up shivering.
 
    And Muyan’s eyes flashes with a chilling murderous intent.
 
    Very quickly, someone has arrived with the seal and emblem of a Senior Doctor. Then that white-bearded old man personally hands them over to Muyan.
 
    Becoming the only Senior Doctor of Tianyuan city who has passed the exam, the expression on Muyan’s face is still languid and indifferent.
 
    With a shallow smile on her lips, she casually takes the two items and tosses them up.
 
    She then hands the seal over to the old man, “Excuse me, I would like to buy some Dragon Bone Grass and Smelted Marrow Flower from the Xuan Medical Pavilion. Give me all that’s available.”
 
    The old man stares blankly, and he couldn’t come back to himself for a quite a while.
 
    Muyan says with a smile that isn’t a smile: “Why? Can’t a Senior Doctor purchase these two kinds of rare draught ingredients?”
 
    The old man couldn’t say anything for a good while, then afterwards, he comes back to his senses, “So the girl came because for these two herbs.”

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Chapter 250: Not even a blade of grass grows
 
    “All of you shut up for me!” Deng Hongfeng points at Zhang Mingkun and the others, his eyes are filled with fierceness, “Lao zi* said that she is disqualified, so she is disqualified! Do you people have any say in Xuan Medical Pavilion?”
  • I, your father – an arrogant way to address oneself.
 
    After he says that, he ferociously glares at Muyan, “Still not hurrying up to get lost?!”
 
    Muyan completely ignores him, and instead, without consulting anyone, she moves two steps forward until she could stand in front of that ninth patient.
 
    The ninth patient is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance.
 
    He has a head of thick black hair, with a thin yellow beard and eyebrows that are very unkempt.
 
    Seeing the young lady coming over, beautiful like a fairy from a painting, the middle-aged man nervously twists his hand to fix his clothes.
 
    He has a helpless and tensed face.
 
    Muyan has a faint smile, her expression is indescribably soft and gentle, “Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?”
 
    That relaxing euphonious voice is like feathers softly dispersing the tenseness and insecurity around him.
 
    The middle-aged man unconsciously loosens his nerves, but he still talks with a stutter: “You… can ask away.”
 
    “Are you… wearing a wig?”
 
    Hearing her question, the middle-aged man immediately widens his eyes, “You, how did you know?”
 
    After he says this, the man’s face turns red all of a sudden, and the expression of unease turns into panic and embarrassment.
 
    If only there’s a hole around, he would really like to burrow his head into it right now.
 
    Muyan’s expression becomes even gentler, completely devoid of any ridicule, “If I say that I can cure your illness, and ensure that there won’t be a relapse in the future, would you be willing to take your wig off?”
 
    “You… is that true?!” the middle-aged man produces a voice that’s almost high-pitched, “Can you really cure my illness?”
 
    Muyan’s lips quirk up, smiling lazily as she sends a sideways glance, “What? Don’t you believe me?”
 
    Believe! Of course, believe!
 
    A burning light flashes through the middle-aged man’s eyes.
 
    Just a moment ago, the ten of them had seen and understood Muyan’s abilities.
 
    If it’s anyone else who said that they can cure the illness he’s been hiding, the man might still have some reservations.
 
    But since it’s coming from this girl in front of him, for some reason, he has a firm faith, without any doubts.
 
    He slowly nods his head, resolute and decisive as he says: “I believe you!”
 
    Saying that, he lifts his hand and slowly touches the hair on his head.
 
    On the other side, the examiners are baffled.
 
    What is Jun Muyan and the ninth patient talking about?
 
    Wig? What does that have to do with the assessment?
 
    Deng Hongfeng doubles down on his unpleasantness and verbal abuse: “Little slut, what are you doing? Didn’t you hear me telling you to get lost? Don’t think that you could pass just by stalling for time…”
 
    Before he could finish his words,
 
    he sees that the ninth patient is already talking the wig off of his head.
 
    Soon after, they get to see that the hair remaining on the man’s head is only a few tufts.
 
    And the rest is a bright scalp where not even a blade of grass grows.
 
    Yet the most alarming part would be the several red and swollen pustules on his scalp.
 
    Seeing it this way after he took the wig off, it’s really very disconcerting.
 
    The entire examination room suddenly goes completely silent.
 
    The finger that Deng Hongfeng is using to point at Muyan is frozen in place.
 
    He looks straight at the middle-aged man’s scalp, and it’s only after a long while that he could come back to himself.
 
    One after another, the other examiners are leaping up from their seats to walk towards the middle-aged man.
 
    “This, this is Ghost Thorn?!”
 
    Ghost Thorn is a very rare disease.
 
    At the stage before it fully flares-up, it wouldn’t necessarily be discovered even by taking the pulse.
 
     And the Ghost Thorn on the middle-aged man has obviously flared-up just recently, just the initial symptoms.
 
    Without seeing this skin disease on his head, they probably still wouldn’t dare to believe it.