The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng felt lightheaded.

It felt like I had fallen into a warm, misty fog.

She could no longer feel the pain in her body, and Zhao Hu's curses and Liu Yulan's weeping seemed far away.

The mist suddenly dissipated a little, and he saw himself standing in a place full of peach blossoms, all pink and fragrant.

A woman in a pink dress stood under the largest peach tree, looking at him.

That woman looked...

Yang Shuisheng was so dumbfounded that he couldn't find the words to describe it.

I felt that she was so beautiful from head to toe that she seemed unreal, a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful than Liu Yulan, the most beautiful girl in the village.

She seemed to radiate light and carry the fragrance of peach blossoms, bringing a sense of peace to anyone who looked at her.

"It was your blood that awakened this remnant of my soul."

The woman spoke; her voice was clear and cool, yet very pleasant to hear.

She looked at Yang Shuisheng with a complicated expression.

"I am Lin Tao, also known as Immortal Peach Jade."

"Ambushed by his enemies, his primordial spirit was sealed in his natal magic treasure, the Peach Blossom Jade. He was then swept into a spatial-temporal turbulence, and the magic treasure shattered into ten pieces, scattered throughout this world."

"My three souls and seven spirits also split apart, each attached to a fragment."

"This piece on your body is a fragment of my Heavenly Soul."

She spoke slowly, and Yang Shuisheng couldn't understand most of what she was saying—things like Immortal Venerable, Primordial Spirit, Magic Treasure…

But as he listened blankly, he strangely grasped the general meaning.

This incredibly beautiful woman has run into big trouble; she's shattered into ten pieces, one of which is with her.

"I don't have much time, so I'll keep it short."

Lin Tao's illusory image seemed to have faded a bit.

"I need your help to find the other nine fragments and help me reunite my primordial spirit."

"In exchange, I will impart all my knowledge, including cultivation methods, traditional Chinese medicine, alchemy, array formations, and talismans, to you, and heal your fatal wound."

She looked into Yang Shuisheng's eyes, which were blank yet filled with a sense of innocence.

"If you agree, then nod."

"If you are unwilling, I, this wisp of my soon-to-dissipate soul, will do my best to preserve a sliver of your life, but it will be a miracle that you can return to your previous confused state, let alone gain anything else."

Yang Shuisheng stared at her blankly.

Can you help me find the fragments?

He doesn't understand.

But healing the wound also involves those seemingly impressive pieces of knowledge...

His mind was in a daze, but he vaguely felt that if he didn't agree, he might really die, and Sister-in-law Yulan would still be bullied by Zhao Hu.

He nodded vigorously.

"it is good."

Lin Tao seemed to breathe a slight sigh of relief, said no more, raised her illusory finger, and gently touched Yang Shuisheng's brow.

boom--

In that instant, Yang Shuisheng felt as if countless things had been shoved into his head.

A vast ocean of texts, graphics, formulas, prescriptions, human meridians, celestial movements...

An unimaginably complex stream of information violently flooded into his originally simple and even stagnant sea of ​​consciousness.

The intense throbbing pain made him want to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

At the same time, a warm and cool aura flowed out from the peach blossom jade fragment, quickly spreading throughout his body.

Especially the horrific wound on the back of his head.

The shattered skull, torn blood vessels, and damaged brain tissue, under the influence of this strange force, heal and regenerate at a speed invisible to the naked eye but undeniably happening...

I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment.

At the edge of the pool, Zhao Hu had already taken off his shirt and was leering as he walked toward Liu Yulan, who was limp in the water.

On the ground, Yang Shuisheng, who should have been dead long ago, twitched his blood-stained fingers.

His eyes remained tightly closed.

But those eyes, which always seemed to convey a sense of naivety and confusion, appeared to have their pupils shift very slightly for a moment beneath their eyelids.

A vast amount of knowledge beyond the mundane is surging and gradually settling deep within his reorganized mind.

A clear, bright light replaced the previous turbidity, slowly illuminating the depths of his consciousness.

Zhao Hu had already plunged into the pool and grabbed Liu Yulan's wildly flailing wrist.

His hands were like iron clamps, squeezing Liu Yulan until she felt a sharp pain.

"Let me go! Zhao Hu, you beast!"

"Help!"

Liu Yulan struggled desperately, splashing water everywhere.

Shout! Shout as loudly as you can!

Zhao Hu was panting heavily, and with his other hand he covered her mouth, his face full of lewd and smug smiles.

"There's not a soul in this pool behind the mountain, no matter how loud you shout, it won't do any good."

"If you obediently submit to Brother Tiger, you'll be well taken care of in the future..."

Liu Yulan's mouth was covered, and she could only make "woo-woo" sounds. Tears mixed with the pool water and streamed down her face. Despair overwhelmed her like the cold pool water.

Just as Zhao Hu was trying his best to drag the soaking wet Liu Yulan to the shore.

A dark figure appeared silently at the edge of the pool behind him, blocking most of the sunlight.

Zhao Hu felt the light dim and instinctively turned around.

Yang Shuisheng stood there stiffly.

The wound on his head, caused by the stone, had stopped bleeding, leaving only a horrifying dark red scab.

His face was expressionless, his eyes fixed on Zhao Hu, and that look...

It seemed different from his usual empty, blank stare; his calmness was unsettling.

"what!"

Startled, Zhao Hu loosened his grip, and Liu Yulan plopped back into the water.

Zhao Hu himself took a step back, his voice changing tone.

"Yang... Yang Shuisheng?"

"Are you...a human or a ghost?"

He clearly touched him; the kid was definitely not breathing just now.

Yang Shuisheng didn't answer whether he was a human or a ghost, but simply took a step forward.

"Let her go."

That tone, that expression... Zhao Hu's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.

In broad daylight, where would a ghost come from?

It must have failed to kill him earlier; this idiot is tough and has recovered.

Thinking this way, Zhao Hu's courage grew again, and he revealed his fierce expression once more, pointing at Yang Shuisheng: "Damn it, you scared the hell out of me."

"You're lucky I didn't kill you just now. Get lost."

"If you dare ruin my plans again, I'll really kill you!"

"Shuisheng, run! Don't worry about me! Go get help!"

Taking advantage of a break, Liu Yulan shouted hoarsely.

"Snap—"

Zhao Hu slapped Liu Yulan across the face, making her head tilt to the side.

"Shut up!"

After he finished cursing, he turned to Yang Shuisheng and forced a fake smile on his face, as if he were coaxing a child.

He pulled a nearly melted candy from his damp pocket and held it out.

"Shuisheng, be good, listen to me, go play under that tree over there, and eat some candy."

"I'll buy you even more candy after Tiger finishes his business, okay?"

He wanted to get rid of this idiot first, otherwise, if he let go of Liu Yulan to deal with him, this woman would definitely take the opportunity to run away.

Yang Shuisheng looked down at the sticky candy in Zhao Hu's palm, then looked up at Zhao Hu's hypocritical and ferocious face.

"Bang—"

The next second, Zhao Hu felt a blur before his eyes and didn't even see how Yang Shuisheng moved before a huge force slammed into his stomach.

Zhao Hu was kicked out of the water, flying back a meter or two before crashing heavily onto the gravel by the pool. He curled up in a ball, clutching his stomach, seeing stars from the pain, and almost passed out.

Yang Shuisheng withdrew his foot, shook the water droplets off his hands, looked at Zhao Hu screaming on the ground, and slowly spoke.

"Does he really think I'm still that idiot who'd be tricked into touching a telephone pole with just a piece of candy?"

Zhao Hu winced in pain, and upon hearing this, he looked up in horror, staring at Yang Shuisheng as if he were a monster: "You... your mental illness... is cured?"

"Thanks to you."

Yang Shuisheng flexed his wrists and walked towards him.

"That stone hit pretty accurately."

"So I have to repay you properly."

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Yang Shuisheng, I'm warning you... Ah! Don't hit me! Ouch!"

Before he could finish pleading and threatening, Yang Shuisheng's fists and feet came crashing down on him.

There was no set pattern, but every punch and kick was fierce and heavy, specifically targeting the thickest and most painful spots.

Zhao Hu tried to fight back, but his opponent was incredibly strong and fast. He couldn't stop him at all and could only roll on the ground, screaming in agony.

"Stop hitting me! Brother Shuisheng! Grandpa! Ancestors! I was wrong!"

"I'll never do it again, please forgive me."

Zhao Hu's face was covered in snot and tears, and he cried out for his parents.

"Where is Sister-in-law Yulan?"

Yang Shuisheng stopped, but his foot was still on Zhao Hu's chest.

"I won't touch it anymore. I wouldn't dare touch it even if you killed me."

Zhao Hu hurriedly swore an oath.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving right now!"

Yang Shuisheng then moved his foot away and uttered two words: "Get lost."

Zhao Hu felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and he scrambled to his feet.

Ignoring the pain all over my body and my soaked clothes.

He limped away, not daring to look back, and fled into the woods in a sorry state, quickly disappearing from sight.

The area around the pool fell silent instantly, with only the gentle murmur of the water remaining.

Liu Yulan was still soaking in the water, staring blankly at everything, as if she were dreaming.

It wasn't until Yang Shuisheng turned around, walked to the edge of the pool, and reached out his hand to her.

"Sister-in-law Yulan, it's alright now, come on up."

Upon hearing that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice, Liu Yulan's tears welled up again.

The relief and lingering fear of surviving the ordeal overwhelmed her instantly.

She disregarded the fact that she was almost naked and scrambled ashore on all fours.

Covered in cold water, she threw herself into Yang Shuisheng's arms, hugged his strong, warm body tightly, and burst into tears.

"Waaah... Shuisheng... you scared me to death..."

"I really thought... I thought you were beaten to death by that beast..."

She cried, her whole body trembling. Her full body clung tightly to Yang Shuisheng, her curves fully revealed beneath the soaked, thin fabric, the warmth seeping through her clothes.

Yang Shuisheng's body stiffened slightly.

The vast memories belonging to Immortal Peach Jade that had just settled in his mind remained unmoved.

Yet this young and strong body clearly felt the soft, fiery touch of the woman in his arms, and her breathtaking curves.

A surge of heat rose uncontrollably from my lower abdomen.

"Gurgle~~"

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his arm stiffly circled around Liu Yulan.

The texture is so soft and smooth, it's simply amazing.

He lowered his head and looked at her fair neck and full, soft breasts beneath her wet hair.

He leaned close to Liu Yulan's ear as if possessed, lowered his voice, and breathed on her sensitive earlobe.

"Sister-in-law Yulan, what you said before... about me catching white rabbits, does that still stand?"