The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Grandma Chen pulled Chu Chen along, with Chu Erhai following behind. The three of them, like defeated soldiers, slunk back into the hard-seat carriage.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death! That old man's eyes rolled back!" Old Mrs. Chen sat down with a thud, patting her chest, still shaken.

Chu Erhai shrank back in his seat, eight feet away from Chu Chen, not daring to even glance at him.

He saw everything that happened in the sleeper car.

That little brat, the way he bumped into people was so precise, it was like he'd rehearsed it! It's so damn weird!

The people in the carriage were still talking about it.

"Have you heard? A high-ranking official on the soft sleeper train almost died, but a young man saved him with just two needles!"

"What young man? I heard he's a miracle doctor! Just two 'poof' sounds and the person was back to life!"

Old Mrs. Chen's ears perked up, and her face immediately lit up.

She cleared her throat and began boasting to those around her, "That's nothing! My grandson, even the Dragon King could possess him! He could stomp his feet and make all the fish in our village gain two pounds!"

Just as she was getting into the swing of things, there was some noise from the sleeper car.

The young man in military uniform, accompanied by the experienced Dr. Liu, walked over again and went straight to the terrified intern.

The intern was still sitting in his seat, his face pale and his hands trembling like a leaf.

"Young comrade, don't be nervous," Dr. Liu said, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"That move you just made was absolutely divine! May I ask which master you studied under?"

The intern's lips trembled; he was almost in tears.

"I...I didn't...I really didn't mean to...someone pushed me..."

"Did I push you?" Dr. Liu frowned.

Just then, the young man in military uniform pulled out a thick wad of cash from his pocket, which was at least one or two thousand yuan.

In 1993, that amount of money was enough to build a building in a small town!

"Comrade, this is a small token of the commander's appreciation for saving your life!" The young man tried to stuff the money into the intern's arms.

Old Mrs. Chen's eyes snapped to the stack of money like searchlights!

Kingsoft!

This is just a corner of Jinshan!

Her mind went blank for a moment, forgetting everything about the Dragon King and the evil spirits!

She sprang up from her seat, shoved aside the person blocking her way, and charged forward like a hungry wolf hunting its prey!

"It's my grandson! It's him!"

She rushed over, pointed at Chu Chen in the back seat, and spat as she spoke.

"He pushed you! My grandson is a lucky star descended to earth, he has divine power! This credit belongs to my grandson!"

The intern was dumbfounded.

Both Dr. Liu and the young officer were stunned.

All eyes turned to the old woman who had suddenly rushed out, dressed in rags and with a greedy look on her face, and then, following the direction of her finger, to the little boy sitting quietly in his seat.

The young officer's brows furrowed instantly, and the gratitude in his eyes turned into undisguised disdain.

"Ma'am, please don't be unreasonable."

"I'm not lying!" Old Mrs. Chen cried out, reaching for the wad of money. "It's my grandson! If you don't believe me, ask him! This money should be ours!"

It looked like her dark, grimy hand was about to touch the money.

A small hand suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes from behind.

Chu Chen had followed us without us noticing. He looked up, his small face filled with terror, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Grandma! Don't take it!"

His voice was soft and delicate, tinged with tears, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Grandma, you can't take this money!"

"You told me yesterday that before the King of Hell takes someone away, their family members have to burn money to buy their life, otherwise their soul won't be able to cross the Bridge of Helplessness."

"This old man was almost dead just now, and this money was his family's money to buy his life! It's a hot potato! Taking it will bring you terrible bad luck!"

Money to buy your life!

These three words were like three thunderbolts, exploding on the heads of the young officer and Dr. Liu!

Their expressions instantly changed from disdain to icy fury!

That old hag!

She saved the commander, yet she still dares to curse him here!

"You...you little bastard! What nonsense are you spouting!" Old Mrs. Chen was also dumbfounded. When did she say such a thing!

But when these words came from the mouth of a five-year-old toddler, coupled with his terrified expression, everyone believed them!

Everyone thought that the old woman must have been this vicious to teach the child to say such things!

"Get her out of here!" The young officer's voice was icy cold.

He didn't waste any words with Old Lady Chen, and directly gave the train conductor next to him a wink.

Two burly train attendants immediately stepped forward and took Chen's arms from either side.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Let me go!"

Old Mrs. Chen struggled like a madwoman, cursing loudly.

"You bunch of blind fools! My grandson saved someone, and you still dare to mess with me! You'll get your comeuppance!"

The carriage immediately descended into chaos.

Those who were watching the commotion moved to the back, while the train conductor pulled them out with all his might.

Old Mrs. Chen kicked and bit, throwing a tantrum.

Just when everyone's attention was on Old Mrs. Chen.

Like a leaf blown by the wind, Chu Chen slipped silently through the gaps in the chaotic crowd towards the sleeper carriage.

He had already figured it out.

On the small table beside the old leader's bed, there was a jade pendant strung on a red string.

The jade pendant was entirely emerald green, radiating a warm glow even in the dimly lit carriage.

Under the divine sense of the Medicine God, it was not light at all, but spiritual energy so dense that it was almost tangible!

This jade pendant, worn by the old leader for many years, has become imbued with his power and fortune, and has also been infused with countless precious medicinal herbs, making it a rare and invaluable artifact for nourishing the soul!

It's a thousand times, ten thousand times better than that Tide Sound Cave!

Chu Chen's goal was never that little bit of money.

His small body squeezed to the door of the soft sleeper compartment, taking advantage of the chaos outside and the moment when people inside peeked out to see what was happening.

He slipped in silently, like a kitten.

The small table is right next to the bed.

His movements were as fast as lightning. He stretched out his small hand and accurately grabbed the warm and smooth jade pendant, then casually stuffed it into his tattered trouser pocket.

The entire process was smooth and seamless, without making a sound.

After doing all this, he immediately turned around and slipped out of the private room.

As soon as he came out, he plopped down on the ground and started crying at the top of his lungs.

"Grandma! Grandma, I'm scared! They're hitting me! Waaah..."

He cried so loudly it was earth-shattering, as if he were truly terrified.

At this point, Old Mrs. Chen had already been dragged back to the hard-seat carriage by two train attendants and thrown to the ground.

Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and she looked as pathetic as a defeated rooster.

"This is outrageous! They've all rebelled!"

She scrambled to her feet, hands on her hips, ready to continue her tirade.

Turning around, she saw Chu Chen sitting on the ground not far away, crying loudly.

"Cry! What are you crying for! You jinx!"

Having lost the gold mine she had just acquired, and then being publicly humiliated, Old Mrs. Chen was furious and had nowhere to vent her anger. She raised her foot to kick Chu Chen.

"It's all your fault, you little bastard! If you hadn't been spouting nonsense, that money would have been mine long ago!"

Chu Erhai watched in horror, but didn't dare utter a single word.

Chu Chen cried as he got up from the ground and ran over to hug Old Lady Chen's leg.

"Grandma, I'm not lying, I learned it all from you..."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Chu Chen pulled something out of his pocket and held it out in his palm.

It was a handful of sunflower seeds and a few peeled White Rabbit milk candies.

It was given to me by that woman trafficker; I haven't had a chance to eat it yet.

"Grandma, here, have all of this, don't be angry..." He stuffed the food into Grandma Chen's hands, his little face crumpled from crying, "We didn't get the money to buy our lives, but we still have a mountain of gold..."

"Once we get to the capital and find Grandpa, all of his gold will be ours, much more than that little bit of money..."

Kingsoft!

Old Mrs. Chen's rationality was once again brought back by these two words.

Yup!

Compared to a whole mountain of gold, that little bit of money is nothing!

Her anger subsided by half in an instant.

She looked at the few candies in Chu Chen's hand, then at his red, swollen eyes from crying, and her raised foot simply wouldn't come down.

She snatched the candy, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it fiercely.

"At least you still have some conscience!"

Chu Chen lowered his head and let her scold him.

His small hand, however, was tightly clutching the warm, smooth jade pendant in his other pocket.

A pure and gentle spiritual energy was seeping out of the jade pendant, nourishing his withered and weak body through his palm.

Comfortable.

Chu Chen narrowed his eyes, like a cat basking in the sun.

The travel expenses to the capital are covered.

We now have the ritual implements to nourish my mother's physical body.

He looked up and glanced calmly at Old Mrs. Chen, who was still basking in the glow of a few candies and a vague, unattainable mountain of gold.

This trip to Beijing didn't seem so unbearable after all.