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

On the third day after Lin Xiu woke up, life at Qianlong Residence seemed to be on slow motion.

Every day, besides spending time with his mother, Chu Chen would wander around the yard, directing the group of grandmasters and spies to plant vegetables and water them.

That morning, Zhou Tian was dozing off against the stone lion at the gate when he was suddenly awakened by a car horn.

A black, old-fashioned Volga stopped at the entrance, and an old man with completely white hair and beard got out, wearing a white leotard.

The old man carried an antique-style medicine box in his hand, walked with a brisk pace, and truly had the air of a hermit.

"Excuse me, is this Qianlong Residence?" the old man asked in a loud and clear voice.

Zhou Tian glanced at him, then straightened up. "Yes, who are you looking for?"

"I've been traveling around and have come here. I heard that you have a patient who has just recovered from a long illness, but whose spirit is damaged." The old man stroked his white beard. "I am not very talented, but I specialize in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. I have come here to provide free medical treatment and will not charge a penny."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tian scratched his head.

Free medical consultation? Are there still such good things happening these days?

He was hesitating whether to go in and report when Lin Jianguo came out of the courtyard upon hearing the noise.

"Zhou Tian, ​​who is that?"

Lin Jianguo spotted the old man at the door immediately, and when he heard that the old man had come to see a doctor for his daughter, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, sir, please come in, please come in!"

Desperate to save his daughter, Lin Jianguo now believes everything anyone says and wishes he could bring in every doctor in the world.

"Old Lin, wait a minute!"

A loud, clear shout came from the backyard.

Yan Zhengqing, shirtless and covered in sweat, ran over from the backyard, carrying the axe in his hand.

These past few days, he's been eating sweet potatoes imbued with spiritual energy and chopping firewood, and he feels even better than when he was younger, and his voice has become much louder.

"What are you doing?" Lin Jianguo looked at him in confusion.

Yan Zhengqing slammed the axe on the ground and lowered his voice. "Something's wrong with this old man."

"What's wrong?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but my gut feeling tells me there's something wrong with him." Yan Zhengqing frowned. "I've been a police inspector for half my life, and I can spot people pretty easily. This old man's eyes are shifty, and although he looks like a wise old man, he's actually quite weak and doesn't seem like a good person."

He leaned close to Lin Jianguo's ear and whispered even more quietly.

"Old Lin, take my advice. There are a lot of scammers these days. Don't let them cheat you out of your life!"

Lin Jianguo wouldn't listen and waved his hand dismissively.

"What do you know? They're just here to offer free medical consultations out of kindness. Don't judge them with your petty mind."

He bypassed Yan Zhengqing and warmly invited the white-bearded old man into the courtyard.

Yan Zhengqing watched Lin Jianguo's retreating figure, stomping his feet in anger, but he had no right to stop him and could only watch helplessly.

Just then, Chu Chen strolled out of the house, a cucumber dangling from his mouth.

"Grandpa Fairy!"

Chu Chen's eyes lit up when he saw the old man. He dropped the cucumber and ran over, grabbing the old man's leg.

His shout stunned everyone.

The old man looked down at the little pink dumpling clinging to his leg, paused for a moment, and then smiled kindly.

"Hehe, what a pretty baby."

Chu Chen tilted his little face up, his eyes sparkling. "Grandpa, you're the most handsome deity I've ever seen! Even more handsome than Laozi on TV!"

This flattery made the old man feel very comfortable, and his smile deepened.

"The little one is so good at talking."

He sneered inwardly, thinking that the Lin family was indeed a bunch of fools who could be so easily fooled, even a five-year-old child.

Chu Chen inwardly curled his lip.

Beautiful? The evil aura emanating from this body is almost tangible, mixed with the stench of several kinds of Gu worms, enough to kill a cow from 800 meters away.

Calling you "Grandpa with the Poison Gas Tank" is an understatement; calling you "Grandpa with the Poison Gas Tank" would be an understatement.

"Grandpa, my mother is sick, please take a look at her!" Chu Chen tugged at the old man's clothes and dragged him toward the east wing.

Seeing that his grandson had said so, Lin Jianguo believed it even more and quickly led the way.

The group entered the east wing.

Lin Xiu was leaning against the bed reading a book when she saw so many people come in, and she shrank back a little timidly.

"Xiuer, don't be afraid, this old gentleman is here to treat your illness," Lin Jianguo reassured her.

The old man walked to the bedside, looked Lin Xiu over seriously for a few moments, and nodded.

"Yes, the primordial spirit is depleted and the soul is incomplete; this is indeed a troublesome situation."

As he spoke, he took a pulse pillow from the medicine box and placed it under Lin Xiu's wrist.

"Young lady, don't be afraid, let me take your pulse first."

The old man extended three fingers and placed them on Lin Xiu's fair wrist.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and looked like a wise man taking a pulse.

The instant his fingers touched Lin Xiu's skin, his other hand, hidden in the wide sleeve, gently pinched her skin with his thumb and forefinger.

A tiny, almost transparent insect, thinner than a hair, slipped silently through his fingers and burrowed into Lin Xiu's wrist.

This is the "Soul-Devouring Gu" he refined. Once it enters the body, it can silently devour a person's soul, causing them to die in their sleep, and even immortals cannot find the cause of the illness.

The old man couldn't help but smile slightly.

Become!

"oops!"

A gasp interrupted his smugness.

Chu Chen was holding a freshly brewed cup of hot tea when, for some reason, he tripped and fell headlong into the old man's arms.

The scalding hot tea in her hand spilled precisely onto the old man's hand that was taking his pulse.

"Sizzle—"

A soft sound.

The "Soul-Devouring Gu" that hadn't even had a chance to burrow into the skin was scalded by boiling water and turned into a wisp of black smoke without even a sound.

At the same time, a silver needle, thinner than a cow's hair, was caught in the splashing tea and precisely pierced the spot where the Gu worm had disappeared, annihilating the last trace of evil energy.

"what!"

The old man let out a piercing scream and abruptly pulled his hand back.

His hand quickly became red and swollen, with a string of blisters appearing on it. He grimaced in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

This is not just the pain of being scalded by boiling water, but also the excruciating pain of having one's natal Gu destroyed and suffering a backlash from one's mind!

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! Grandpa Immortal, I didn't mean to!" Chu Chen looked panicked, still holding an empty teacup in his hand, his eyes red-rimmed. "I... I wanted to pour you a cup of tea."

"Xiuer, are you alright?" Lin Jianguo quickly checked his daughter's wrist and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was only a little red.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." The old man's face was contorted with pain, but he still forced out a smile that looked worse than crying. "He's just a kid, it was an accident...it's nothing, it's nothing."

His heart was bleeding.

That was a Soul-Devouring Gu that he had spent ten years refining, and it's all gone just like that!

Chu Chen was secretly delighted to see him looking like he wanted to lash out but didn't dare to.

You little punk, trying to play games with me?

He blinked his innocent-looking big eyes, leaned closer to the old man, and looked at him with concern.

"Grandpa Immortal, why are your hands shaking so badly?"

"Are you sick too? Do you want me to take a look at you?"