Upon seeing them, the waiter said, "Oh, you two have friends here? Would you like another room?"
Feng frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "No need, the three of us can share a room."
The waiter's smile froze instantly—this was a disabled person, and although blind, she was clearly a stunning beauty. Could these two be taking advantage of her vulnerability and engaging in illicit activities…? He maintained his professional demeanor and asked, "Excuse me… what is the relationship between this young master and you two…?"
"A lover." Before the two could answer, Mu Yuan answered shamelessly, clearly, and without a doubt.
The waiter's cold sweat dripped onto the ground as he watched the three people go upstairs, speechless.
—The world is going to the dogs! It's so erotic and shameless!
Chapter Sixty-Three: The Road to Medical Treatment
Following Mu Yuan's description, Feng went to great lengths to find the doctor who would treat Mu Yuan—why "great lengths"? What would a blind man's description of an unfamiliar environment be like? Even if this blind man was the unparalleled, peerless, and unmatched Left Envoy Mu—no, precisely because this blind man was the unparalleled, peerless, and unmatched Left Envoy Mu, who knows if he was deliberately playing tricks on her, making her wander around half the town when the clinic could be reached in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Whether it was unintentional or deliberate sabotage, if someone couldn't even find a doctor in such a small town, they wouldn't be Feng.
He brought a doctor with him and personally watched the doctor give Mu Yuan a follow-up examination.
"Hey buddy, how long am I supposed to keep wrapping this tattered rag around my head? It's really an eyesore."
The doctor, who was over thirty, smiled helplessly. However, he seemed to have learned from this patient's experience and tried not to listen to what he said. He replied, "It's really risky for the young master to save his eyes. Please cooperate for now."
After packing his medicine kit, Ning Xian got up to see the doctor out and asked, "How is my friend's eye? Can it be cured?"
"This young master seems to know quite a bit about poisons. He had already treated himself when he was brought to me. The poison in his body is no longer a problem, but when he was poisoned, the poison powder went straight into his eyes and burned them. It's not impossible to treat, but I'm afraid that even if he recovers, his vision will never be fully restored. However, I'm not entirely confident that my medical skills can save this young master's eyes. I advise you two to take him to another place for treatment as soon as possible."
Do you know any famous doctors who possess this medical skill?
"I am not very talented, but I have some knowledge of the medical clinics in Zhanzhou. To treat your eyes, young master, I am afraid that no ordinary doctor can do it. Desperate measures may delay treatment. Judging from your appearance, you are all people from the martial arts world. There was once a famous doctor in the martial arts world. Perhaps you can give him a try."
Ning Xian broke out in a slight sweat. The martial world… please don't utter any strange, eccentric characters or weird hobbies… “Who is it?”
"I do not know the name Gui Juezi. Have you ever heard of him, young lady?"
"………………I've heard of him. Is he the Ghostly Healer, who was famous since the previous dynasty, appearing and disappearing mysteriously and no one has ever seen his face, and who could heal anyone he wanted…? Where are we going to find him? By the time we find him, his eyes will be ruined, right?"
"No, no," the doctor quickly explained, "If I couldn't find him anywhere, I wouldn't have mentioned him. It's just that this divine physician has been traveling the world for many years, often treating and saving lives in the countryside. He's quite famous in the area, which is why I'm somewhat familiar with his medical skills. Coincidentally, he's recently opened a clinic in Zhanzhou, which isn't far from here. I can tell you. But..."
—Just again?
"I've only heard that since this legendary doctor started traveling around the country, he has only treated ordinary people and not those in the martial arts world."
"It's alright, just tell us the location," Feng replied as she came out of the house.
The doctor wrote down the address in detail and then took his leave. Before leaving, he warned, "If this miracle doctor refuses to treat you, please return as soon as possible. Although my medical skills are mediocre, I will do my best."
"Thank you, doctor."
If it were many years ago, almost everyone in the martial arts world would know about Gui Juezi. He always wore a half-silver mask, so no one could see his true face. He was elusive and lived in seclusion deep in the mountains, renaming his residence Gui Jue Valley. He rarely stepped outside the valley. If one wanted to seek medical help, one had to enter the valley, but the valley's terrain was complex and filled with array formations, making entry no easy task. Even after entering, one sometimes wouldn't find Gui Juezi.
Later, rumors circulated that his so-called seclusion in the deep valley was merely a facade to conceal his identity, and that he only occasionally resided in the valley, otherwise staying wherever he was supposed to be.
There are countless speculations about his true identity, but no conclusion has been reached. Perhaps there is an answer, but it has been deliberately hidden among those many speculations.
Even if others don't know, surely the dignified Left Envoy wouldn't be unaware of the truth about something that's already been rumored in the martial arts world?
So Ning Xian asked bluntly, "Do you know the true identity of Gui Juezi?"
Mu Yuan's answer was irrelevant; she said, "What? Do I have to go to him to get the cure?"
"That's right! Answer the question quickly!"
"Can't we find another doctor?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? Who is this person? Do you even recognize him? If we can't find a cure, we'll have no choice but to take you back to the Netherworld to find King Garuda to heal you!"
"Tch, no way. Garuda hasn't even healed himself after all these years, so I don't want him to heal me—actually, Gui Juezi's identity has been an open secret for several years, but it hasn't been made public in the martial arts world yet—it doesn't matter who he is, the problem is that he seems to be intentionally retiring from the martial arts world and has set a new rule not to heal people in the martial arts world, right?"
Can the rules be broken?
"—Difficult. But we can try not to break the rules."
"What's the meaning?"
"Isn't it enough that we're not part of the martial arts world?"
………………
Pedestrians bustled about, and the shouts of vendors rose and fell. In this crowded alley, there was a small storefront with no name or signboard, only a simple wooden sign that read "Medical Clinic".
Ning Xian, dressed in a charming purple dress, stood in front of the door, but felt a gust of wind whistling past, bringing with her endless desolation—he didn't treat martial arts practitioners, and ordinary people... who would dare enter such a shabby little clinic? Was this Ghostly Physician sure he wouldn't starve to death?
"Doctor, is the doctor here?" After calling out twice upon entering, Ning Xian saw someone lift the curtain and come out. She was slightly taken aback when she saw the person who came out; the man who came out was completely different from what she had expected.
Even in this dimly lit room, the man's pale blue, almost white shirt seemed to radiate a subtle glow, instantly brightening the space where he stood. He wasn't wearing a mask as rumored—presumably, having retired from the martial arts world to work as a humble healer, why would he wear a mask to scare away patients?
Then, a steady and kind face around thirty years old appeared before her.
Is this the Ghostly Master? He looks more like a good-natured schoolteacher, which doesn't match his name at all.
"Doctor, my friend has temporarily lost his sight. Please take a look."
She turned and helped Mu Yuan inside. Her alluring body seemed to have no backbone, and she lazily leaned against her. Feng followed closely behind.
Upon seeing Mu Yuan and Feng, Gui Juezi's amiable smile faded, and he slowly sized them up—