That wretched vixen has disguised herself as my wife!

Jiang Jingming paused, turned his head, and asked.

"do not know."

The little bear shook its head:

"All I know is that the doctor said I wouldn't survive from the moment I was born, so my parents abandoned me."

"..."

Xie Yunqi took a deep breath, but fearing he might frighten the frail child, he tried his best to swallow back the words of abuse.

"It's alright, we'll take you to see a beautiful lady. She's the most skilled doctor in the world, she'll definitely have a solution!"

"really?"

A glimmer of hope appeared in the little bear's eyes. He pressed his hands to his chest and breathed softly.

"real."

Xie Yunqi kept his gaze fixed on her, trying to convey his confidence to her.

"That's great... I also want to be taller and stronger like my older brother, so I can protect everyone."

The little bear smiled slightly; she was a real beauty in the making.

The older brother, who had been walking a few steps ahead, kept his head down and vigorously swung the bamboo stick in his hand.

Jiang Jingming, however, noticed with his sharp eyes that the boy was secretly wiping away tears.

Looking back, although I've encountered sordid and disgusting things along the way, I've also encountered such touching emotions.

Perhaps this is just how things are.

……

The group descended the mountain path, and in the early morning, they could vaguely see the sprawling city walls of Fengling City.

Upon arriving here, the children following behind hesitated and shrank back.

Because they didn't have a good impression of the city, they had been bullied a lot when they were homeless there.

Later, I went to the mountains with my older brother. Although life was still poor, I didn't have to worry about those things anymore, and I was much happier.

The breeze blowing from the river carried a faint warmth, and the sun had already risen at the edge of the riverbank, casting a golden glow in the distance.

Jiang Jingming paused, looked into the distance, and noticed something unusual.

The last time I walked along the city wall with Aqing, we passed by this place. What used to be a lifeless refugee camp is now bustling with long queues, no less lively than the city itself.

Could it be that today is the day for distributing porridge?

As Jiang Jingming was thinking this, Xie Yunqi grabbed his shoulder and stood on tiptoe to look over:

"It doesn't seem to be a free porridge distribution; it's not very warm. Damn it, I was hoping to get a bowl!"

Jiang Jingming silently thought to himself that the hot porridge distributed to the refugees was probably not something the young lady could stomach.

It's either a thin porridge that's as clear as rice water, or a porridge made with a lot of whole grains.

"Do we really have to go?"

The child holding the dog asked timidly.

Even when porridge is distributed, they often can't get any. They are bullied and pushed to the back of the line, and often can't even get a bowl of rice soup.

"Of course we have to go over there and see what's going on."

Jiang Jingming weighed the little girl behind him; she seemed to be awake, but she didn't have the strength to speak.

"Don't worry, we're already here, what's there to be afraid of?"

Xie Yunqi bent his knuckles and tapped the child's head:

"Once we get to the door, point out to me whoever bullied you!"

The child stuck out his tongue, seemingly not quite believing her.

However, half an hour later, he realized what it meant to be dumbfounded.

......

Good morning, young lady!

The guards patrolling at the gate caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of their eyes and bowed respectfully.

The moment that resounding, unified greeting came out, everyone in Xiongxiong Village, men and dogs alike, was astonished.

The leader nervously rubbed his palms together. He suddenly felt a little scared, after all, just a few hours ago, he had boldly cursed the Divine Capital Guard as "the imperial court's lackeys".

Xie Yunqi raised an eyebrow smugly, and seeing everyone's mouths agape in astonishment, he then raised his hand with satisfaction, signaling all the Divine Capital Guards to stand up.

"Good morning! Hey, what's going on at the refugee camp by the city gate? It's so lively."

"In response to your question, Miss, we have just arrived at our post. We asked the refugees, and they said that there are doctors here providing free medical services, so everyone is queuing up here."

"Free clinic?"

Xie Yunqi was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Jingming looked at the long queues forming on the outskirts of the city and a thought struck him.

At this moment, the commotion outside seemed to have reached the ears of the people inside the city, and a large group of people had rushed over, eager to leave the city and queue up.

"Hey! Hey!"

Xie Yunqi stepped forward, sword in hand, blocking the group's path:

"The doctor is out there providing free medical care to these homeless people, why are you all rushing to join in? Hey, you with the big gold chain, can't you afford medical care too?"

The group of people were about to get angry when she stopped them, but when they saw the group of Divine Guards behind her who were eyeing them menacingly, their anger vanished completely.

"No, no, no, young lady, gentlemen, you are unaware of the truth."

The man with the gold chain stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute with a forced smile:

"The doctor providing free medical consultations today is no ordinary physician; it is none other than the newly appointed Master Yu! We are not here to seek medical advice, but simply to take this opportunity to catch a glimpse of Master Yu's demeanor."

"So that's how it is!"

Xie Yunqi suddenly realized what was happening and immediately turned around to exchange a glance with Jiang Jingming.

Jiang Jingming nodded, agreeing with her idea.

If the people in the city were allowed to rush out, the scene would be extremely chaotic.

I still remember the scene on the day of the Joyful Rain Festival, when I was so blocked by enthusiastic crowds that I almost couldn't get ashore.

"Line up!"

Xie Yunqi turned around and waved, displaying the air of a young lady from a wealthy family.

Upon receiving the order, the Divine Capital Guards quickly formed ranks, lined up in front of her, and knelt on one knee.

"The Rain Master's free clinic is open to all but patients and their families. No unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter. If anyone wishes to witness his skills, they may climb the city wall."

Xie Yunqi gave the order, and the Shen Du Guards replied "Yes," then ordered their men to guard the city gate.

Although the group that had just been stopped harbored resentment, they had no choice but to leave sheepishly due to the intimidation of the Divine Capital Guard, and instead climbed the city wall from the other side to watch from afar.

"Take a thorough lookout, and if there are patients who really need medical attention, let them go in time."

Xie Yunqi gave detailed instructions.

"Understood!"

The guards of the capital nodded emphatically.

To be honest, everyone was quite pleased to see their young lady being so serious for the first time.

At this point, it became clear that she was the commander's biological daughter, as she looked exactly like the commander.

Having averted the impending chaos at the city gate, the group finally had time to head towards the queue.

The people in the city hadn't come out yet, but the line of people in the refugee camp was also long, and they were moving very quickly.

Jiang Jingming handed the teddy bear on his back to the leader and told them to line up at the back, while he walked slowly forward along the line by himself.

People who can live permanently in refugee camps usually suffer from long-term malnutrition, so whether it is a chronic disease or a sudden illness, it is an extremely troublesome condition.

As Jiang Jingming walked forward, he could hear a cough that sounded like a broken bellows all the way.

Illness strikes like a landslide, and those queuing here seem to be weighed down by a heavy mountain, all hunched over and barely clinging to life.

But if you walk any further, you'll see medical consultation stalls.

It was quite simple, consisting of just an upright sign, a handcart filled with various herbs, and two rattan chairs facing each other.

The sign read "Free Medical Consultation" in hastily written characters, and the needle rolls on the handcart were laid out flat.

The further Jiang Jingming walked, the more he felt the dark clouds that had been pressing down on them like mountains were dissipating.

Fang Zhiyi's voice could be faintly heard.

"It's just that there's coldness in your lungs. Drink this medicine and get more sunshine."

"An injury you sustained while chopping wood? Look, it's festering. Don't worry, you won't lose your hand. Just bear with it, I'll cut this piece of flesh off."

"Don't worry, I have already used acupuncture to remove your lesions. You can use mugwort decoction for hot compresses for the next few days."

"Did other doctors say your grandfather wouldn't live more than half a month? No problem, I'll give him another ten years to live."

Fang Zhiyi spoke in a gentle and light tone, like a spring breeze.

Those who left with the medicine in her hands were all moved to tears, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Thank you very much, Master Yu!"

"Lord Yushi is truly a savior sent by the heavens to save us! Heavens, you have finally opened your eyes!"

"Lord Rain Master, your kindness and virtue have benefited all living beings. In my next life, I will surely be your ox or horse to repay your kindness!"

Jiang Jingming listened to the sounds rising and falling around him, then turned a corner and finally met Fang Zhiyi.

She was dressed in white, with her sleeves slightly rolled up, and dozens of boxes of herbs were laid out in front of her.

Her expression was calm, with a slight smile in her eyes, like an ancient painting depicting a divine healer descending to earth.

Jiang Jingming crossed his arms, leaned against a banyan tree, and watched her from afar.

Fang Zhiyi was taking an old man's pulse when, as if sensing something, she raised her eyes and looked precisely into the shade of a tree.

Jiang Jingming nodded slightly and greeted him.

Fang Zhiyi nodded in his manner, but when she lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned up, making her look so beautiful that it was almost unbelievable.

Although she was slightly distracted, her hands never stopped moving. She took the pulse, removed the needles, and took the medicine, all in one smooth motion.

"I caught a chill in the spring, which aggravated an old ailment. After taking these medicines, I just need to wear more clothes on weekdays."

"Thank you, thank you!"

When the elderly man coughed, he carefully put away the herbs as if they were a priceless treasure.

Fang Zhiyi raised her hand to signal the next person, and asked them with a smile if they were feeling unwell.

Jiang Jingming silently gazed at the pleasing painting, and suddenly remembered what Fang Zhiyi had said before.

The Ghost Doctor believed that a doctor could only save a limited number of people in the world, so he was extremely stingy with the number of people he could save.

Fang Zhiyi, however, once said that she did not believe in fate.

Since she held the power to save lives, she saved every person she saw.

Doctors are doing things that defy fate, so she never believed in fate.

Judging from her skillful and adept way of setting up the free clinic stall, she must have done it before.

In this situation, I suddenly understood the look in her eyes when she said those words.

She doesn't just disbelieve in fate; her medical practice essentially involves forcibly changing the destinies of others.

The King of Hell wants someone to die at midnight, but she deliberately lets them live until dawn.

Just as her reason for practicing martial arts was to protect those around her, Fang Zhiyi also had her own reasons for practicing medicine.

As Jiang Jingming silently pondered these things, the line of patients gradually changed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Xie Yunqi in a red dress waving at him from the line.

The sky was already bright, but Fang Zhiyi at the stall showed no signs of fatigue, still maintaining her calm and carefree demeanor.