The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

A moment later, he came out carrying a long, rectangular object carefully wrapped in old newspapers.

He walked up to Yang Shuisheng and carefully peeled back the layers of old newspapers.

When the last layer of newspaper was lifted, a refreshing and pure fragrance of plants, mixed with the earthy scent, instantly filled the air.

Inside the newspaper lay a wild ginseng of exceptional quality!

The main root is thick and shaped like a human, the fibrous roots are thin and clear, the rhizome is compact, the rhizome bowls are densely packed, the skin is yellowish-brown, and the texture is clear, indicating that it is quite old.

What's even more remarkable is that the ginseng body is intact, without any damage, and is extremely well preserved.

"Dr. Yang, look at this." Liu Dashan presented the wild ginseng to Yang Shuisheng and said with a simple smile, "I dug this up in the old forest behind the mountain a couple of days ago."

"I originally planned to save it for when my wife needs it most to nourish her body."

"But now that you've prescribed a formula, her illness is cured, and the ginseng is no longer needed."

"I'm a rough man, and I don't have anything else of value at home, so this is the only thing I can show off."

"If you don't mind, please accept it; it's just a small token of my appreciation!"

Yang Shuisheng's heart skipped a beat when his gaze fell on the wild ginseng.

With his current eyesight and sensitivity to the spiritual energy of plants, he could almost instantly tell that this was definitely an old ginseng that was over a hundred years old.

Moreover, it is of excellent quality and full of spiritual energy!

This was like a godsend for him, who desperately needed rare and precious materials to break through to the second level of Qi Condensation. It was a hundred times more precious than gold.

"Brother Liu, this...this is too valuable."

He suppressed his excitement, trying to keep his face calm, but his voice couldn't help but waver slightly: "This is a century-old ginseng, worth a lot of money! Keep it, just in case..."

"What's so precious about it? Even if it's precious, can it be more precious than my wife's life?"

"How could it be as precious as the kindness you've shown to our family?" Liu Dashan's attitude was firm, and he directly stuffed the wild ginseng into Yang Shuisheng's hand. "Dr. Yang, if you don't accept it, you're looking down on me, Liu Dashan."

"I just feel that my gift is too small and does not match your medical skills."

Please accept it! Otherwise, I'll feel bad!

His words were earnest, and his gaze was sincere.

Looking at the century-old wild ginseng in his hand, brimming with spiritual energy, and then at Liu Dashan's honest and stubborn face, Yang Shuisheng knew that it would be pretentious to refuse again, and besides, he really needed this spiritual herb.

"Alright! Brother Liu, since you put it that way, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"I'll accept this ginseng! Thank you."

Without further hesitation, Yang Shuisheng carefully rewrapped the wild ginseng in old newspapers, held it tightly in his hand, and felt an indescribable joy welling up inside him.

With it, breaking through to the second level of Qi Condensation is possible.

"Ah! That's right." Liu Dashan smiled happily when he saw Yang Shuisheng accept it, as if a major worry had been relieved.

After sitting for a while longer at Liu Dashan's house to confirm that Liu's wife was in stable condition, Yang Shuisheng picked up Xiaobao, who was starting to yawn, and got up to say goodbye.

Holding his sleeping baby in his arms, Yang Shuisheng walked along the mountain path back to Taohua'ao, in a very good mood.

Not only did they find Xiaobao, but they also unexpectedly obtained a century-old wild ginseng!

Liu Dashan escorted him all the way to the gate of the courtyard, and only waved goodbye after watching him walk onto the path back to the village.

As he walked, he secretly took out a hundred-yuan bill and, taking advantage of Liu Dashan's inattention, quickly stuffed it into his daughter Yaya's pocket.

He knew that Liu Dashan's family was in dire straits, and that this century-old wild ginseng was quite valuable; he couldn't just take it for free.

This hundred yuan, though far less valuable than the ginseng, can at least slightly alleviate the Liu family's predicament and is a small token of his appreciation.

Having done all this, he walked even more briskly towards Peach Blossom Valley.

He was already planning how to use this century-old wild ginseng, along with other medicinal herbs, to break through to the second level of Qi Condensation in one fell swoop.

Liu Dashan had just returned to the house after seeing Yang Shuisheng off when he found his daughter Yaya holding a bright red banknote, curiously turning it over and over to look at it.

"Yaya, where did you get this money?" Liu Dashan was taken aback and quickly asked.

We don't have that much money at home.

Ya Ya raised her little face, pointed outside the door, and said in her childish voice, "It was given to me by that uncle from earlier."

Liu Dashan took the hundred-yuan note, stared at the portrait of the great man on it, and was stunned.

He instantly understood what was going on.

He walked to the gate of the courtyard and looked in the direction Yang Shuisheng had left for a long time. The honest mountain man's eyes reddened once again.

He clutched the still-warm banknote tightly, muttering, "Dr. Yang is such a good person, truly a wonderful person!"

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Holding the sleeping baby in his arms, Yang Shuisheng moved with lightning speed and returned to Taohua'ao in less than an hour.

Smoke rose from the chimneys of every household in the village.

He went straight to Guo Cuihong's house.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, I saw Guo Cuihong leaning against the door frame, craning her neck to look towards the village entrance. Her eyes were swollen and red, her face was still wet with tears, and she looked haggard, as if she had aged ten years in just half a day.

When she saw Yang Shuisheng carrying Xiaobao on the path, she was jolted, as if struck by lightning. She stood frozen for two seconds, then burst into a heart-wrenching cry: "Xiaobao—!"

She stumbled over and practically snatched Xiaobao from Yang Shuisheng's arms, holding him tightly with such force that it woke the dazed Xiaobao.

"My son! Where have you gone?"

She buried her face in her baby's dirty neck and burst into tears, her sobs a mixture of overwhelming joy at having him back and lingering fear: "You scared me to death! How could I live without you! Waaah..."

Xiao Bao was startled awake by his mother's intense reaction and pouted, wanting to cry.

Guo Cuihong cried for a long time before she slowly stopped, but she still wouldn't let go of her son's arms.

She looked up at Yang Shuisheng through teary eyes, her lips trembling as she tried to say thank you, but couldn't utter a complete sound.

"Auntie, Xiaobao has been found, he's alright now."

Yang Shuisheng smiled gently: "Put him down first and let him catch his breath."

Guo Cuihong then realized what was happening and quickly let go of Xiaobao, but she still held his arm tightly with one hand, afraid that her son would disappear again if she let go.

She looked Xiao Bao up and down carefully, and apart from some dirt on his body, he didn't seem to be injured.

"I'll teach you to run around like that! I'll teach you to disobey!"

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then a belated surge of anger and lingering fear welled up inside her. She raised her hand and slapped her son's bottom twice hard, yelling and cursing as she did so, tears welling up in her eyes again: "Who told you to run so far? Huh?"

Do you know how worried your mother is?

"Do you know you almost didn't make it back? I'll beat you to death, you little brat!"

Xiao Bao burst into tears, this time a real cry, filled with grievance and fear.

Guo Cuihong slapped him twice, then felt a pang of heartache and pulled her wailing son back into her arms. Tears streamed down her face as she kept repeating, "It's good you're back...it's good you're back. You're not allowed to run around like that again, understand?"

"If you run around again, your mother will really abandon you."

This crying, yelling, and scolding was the most genuine emotional release after the shock.

Yang Shuisheng stood aside, waiting quietly.

He knew that Guo Cuihong needed this outlet, and only parents could understand this feeling.