The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter 55 Tai Chi

Tie Xiong stared at him blankly, but remained silent.

He wasn't stupid. He knew whether his senior brother's words made sense or not. The Princess Consort of Ming was the first wife of the Ming King.

Mo Bai didn't explain further; in fact, he was too weak to speak.

"Sixth Master, your health..." Tie Xiong no longer mentioned revenge. He couldn't help but tell Ming Wang what had happened, but he didn't rely on Ming Wang to take revenge. He just felt too much pressure and needed to vent.

Mo Bai blinked at him, seemingly wanting to shake his head to indicate that it was hard to say, but he couldn't. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was already tired and needed to rest.

Tie Xiong's lips parted slightly, but he couldn't find the words to say. Ming Wang's body was indeed showing signs of exhaustion, like a lamp running out of oil. It was quite surprising that he had woken up.

But he didn't believe he could recover.

But how could one tell the King of Light, "It seems you're not going to live anymore!"

"You've been unconscious for the past few days, so I can only feed you herbal medicine. I'll go get you some meat to make soup and help you recover!" Tie Xiong stood up and said softly.

Mo Bai did not open his eyes as he slowly left the room.

Standing in the courtyard, he finally realized that Ming Wang waking up in this state might not actually be a good thing.

What should be done next? It seems that Ming Wang was about to say he would lift it up, but then he woke up. But what if he said he could get better?

Tie Xiong shook his head, and in the end, he could only remain silent and not think about anything. He took off a straw hat, put it on his head, took out some powder from his pocket, applied it to his face, and then went out.

At this moment, he was not worried about whether Ming Wang would get into trouble while he was alone in the courtyard.

As he said, he would do his best, and if he truly could not escape this calamity, he would simply repay his debt of gratitude by dying for his cause; he had no other choice.

After he left, Mo Bai, who had his eyes closed, twitched his lips slightly. He made no sound, but the shape of his mouth seemed to say two words: "Lin family..."

Indeed, from his perspective and looking at the big picture, everything was actually quite clear, and it wasn't a particularly sophisticated strategy.

Starting with Ning'er, the whole thing goes in circles. But the ultimate goal is clear once you know the inside story: to make him die in the open.

The only two families that would do this are Shangqingshan and the Lin family. Only they would benefit from it. If they were to die, the Lin family and Shangqingshan would have a chance to form a marriage alliance.

If others wanted to harm the royal family, they wouldn't need to go through all this trouble. Simply revealing the truth would be enough to put Emperor Dingwu in a very passive position.

Only the Lin family and Shangqing Mountain dared not reveal the truth, fearing that if the matter were exposed, the royal family would have no way out and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Ning'er was by the Princess's side. Both Shangqing Mountain and the Lin family were deeply connected with the Princess, and only they could start with Ning'er and arrange things so thoroughly.

Mo Bai couldn't be sure which of the two families did it, or if they were working together, but he was certain that the Lin family was involved, because it was impossible to hide it from the Lin family by targeting Ning'er.

In fact, Mo Bai was originally very indifferent. Before, when facing life and death, he didn't really have any hatred or lack thereof.

It wasn't that he was magnanimous; rather, he was very clear that he himself had no personal grudges, and everything he did was directed at "Ming Wang".

However, he was not the enlightened king in people's hearts.

So all he could do was give a bitter smile, then face the situation with optimism, disregarding past grievances and only seeking to survive.

But at this moment, he could no longer feel as calm and open-minded as before.

Because he knew that it was no longer just King Ming who was involved, but that he himself had become involved.

They shouldn't have hurt Ning'er like this, causing such a disaster to an innocent child. Mo Bai has taken on this body, so naturally he must bear the consequences. Ning'er is not a stranger; she has feelings for him, so Mo Bai cannot ignore those feelings.

Moreover, he couldn't ignore it either, since Tie Xiong's act of saving him was, in Tie Xiong's eyes, repaying a debt of gratitude.

But Mo Bai knew in his heart that he was repaying the Ming King's kindness, but in reality, he was the one who was saved, Mo Bai, and he owed Tie Xiong this favor.

It is clear that, after Ning'er's incident, Tie Xiong and the Lin family have become adversaries, their enmity running deep.

The conflict had already formed, and Mo Bai could no longer remain indifferent as before. He was involved, and thus, he had an enemy—the Lin family.

……

Mo Bai, who had been closing his eyes, opened them again. His eyes were still so pure; he didn't actually like fighting.

But that doesn't mean he's afraid of fighting—that's wrong!

As a doctor, he practiced medicine to save lives and bring blessings to all beings, possessing a compassionate heart.

But don't forget, he is still a martial artist, his vital energy is never weak, his mind is always clear, he repays kindness and avenges wrongs.

He never shirks his responsibilities and always does what needs to be done.

Just like he said to Tie Xiong, "Don't worry!"

He closed his eyes again, letting go of all his thoughts. He wasn't boastful or daydreaming; he knew that every great building starts from the ground up, and right now, what he needed most was to survive.

……

Perhaps they really did escape disaster and their luck turned around.

Mo Bai's recovery period was relatively peaceful, and nothing else happened.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

With the doctor personally prescribing the medicine for him, Mo Bai's injuries were finally brought past the critical period within half a month.

Although they are still far from being able to move around as freely as ordinary people, at least they no longer face the constant threat of death.

In fact, this result alone was enough to make Tie Xiong completely incredulous, and his gaze toward Mo Bai became increasingly strange.

Mo Bai naturally used the same medical knowledge he had learned from a folk master to explain his actions, and he also used the same excuse to respond to the day when he displayed his ferocity and killed the enemy.

In fact, this is a weak argument, because Tie Xiong was a martial artist himself, and he had never heard of anyone being able to kill an enemy with just a single pill. He preferred to believe that Mo Bai was already at the peak of martial arts and had only used the power of the pill to forcibly enter the Grandmaster realm.

Since that's what he thought, Mo Bai let him do as he pleased, since it didn't really matter anyway.

Just like in the field of medicine, Tie Xiong also doesn't believe that the skills he has shown now could be achieved solely through what he learned in his childhood.

Mo Bai let him do whatever he wanted; there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he was seriously injured, and he couldn't refuse to prescribe medicine just because he couldn't explain it.

However, no matter how much Tie Xiong thought about it, he would never have imagined that it was such a fantasy that Mo Bai was actually a different person.

Any initial surprise or doubt will eventually fade with time, just like this morning.

The sun had just risen.

In the courtyard, two figures were practicing tai chi in the morning sun.

The punches were slow and weak.

A voice rang out calmly with each movement of the fist: "Use intention, not force; use intention to guide the qi, and use qi to move the body... this is Tai Chi!"

Tai Chi?

Indeed, the person speaking at this moment is naturally Mo Bai.

The other person could only be Tie Xiong.

Since Mo Bai was able to get out of bed three days ago, he has been practicing Tai Chi every morning to recuperate his energy.

When Tie Xiong first saw it, he was puzzled, which made Mo Bai realize that the Taoists of today did not have Tai Chi!

This surprised him, because after all, there are written texts, traditional Chinese medicine, and Taoist practices, so he had assumed that Tai Chi would also be included.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing, and no one investigated further. On the contrary, Tie Xiong had witnessed Mo Bai's fist killing the Taoist master that day, and he still hasn't forgotten it.

As a martial artist, how could I not be itching to witness such boxing techniques?

But he didn't dare to ask easily, and Mo Bai's health was poor, so he obviously couldn't fight such a hard fist technique. Therefore, he could only recall it in his mind from time to time.