I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies Chapter 62 - 62 Divine Doctor Qin

62 Divine Doctor Qin

Mo Ruyue readily agreed to Sixth Uncle’s suggestion.

Although she had only saved the person because she had promised her babies, she couldn’t agree to the King of Hell taking back the person she had saved so quickly.

Besides, it was better for more people to witness this matter. Otherwise, even if she didn’t want to repay the favor for saving soone, at least she wouldn’t get into trouble.

At the sa ti, Mo Ruyue also wanted to see the level of the so-called Divine Doctor. Although the old woman’s condition was serious, it was not an incurable disease. It was just that it was a little troubleso to treat. She needed to use dialectical thods and a little flexible thinking, and it could be completely solved.

However, the Divine Doctor had easily given the old woman a ‘death notice’, which was really a little like treating human lives like grass.

Whether it was to prove her innocence or to prove the true level of the Divine Doctor, Mo Ruyue felt that she had to take this risk.

So, her agreeing so readily stunned Sixth Uncle and his nephew.

Especially Sixth Uncle. He had never heard that Mo Ruyue knew dicine. She didn’t even understand how to live and couldn’t even feed herself for a while, but she actually knew dicine? It was ridiculous!

Originally, he thought that Mo Ruyue might have just been a blind cat that ran into a dead rat. He didn’t know what Mo Ruyue had randomly given the old lady to eat, but she managed to save her life. If she didn’t agree to go see the Divine Doctor, Mo Ruyue would have been exposed.

Then, he would have a chance to use this as a pretext to make a big fuss. Perhaps he could imdiately solve the difficult situation in front of him and keep Mo Ruyue away from his business.

However, he never expected that Mo Ruyue would actually agree to see the Divine Doctor. How dare she!

Did she really know sothing, or was she just bluffing?

Sixth Uncle couldn’t guess Mo Ruyue’s thoughts at all. Her expression was also unfathomable, and he couldn’t see any clues at all.

He was the one who made the proposal, and now that she had agreed so readily, he could only brace himself and accompany her to the end.

Therefore, the carriage that was parked in front of Sixth Uncle’s house started moving again. However, this ti, it wasn’t going back to the Qin Family’s new residence, but straight to the Divine Doctor’s house.

The Divine Doctor was also surnad Qin, but he was not a mber of the Qin Clan. Instead, he was a complete outsider.

Two years ago, he ca to the Qin Village and bought a piece of land to build a house. It was said that the herbal resources in the mountains here were extrely rich and would help him improve his dical skills. Therefore, he gave up the wealth and prosperity in the city and moved to this small mountain village.

Usually, when the villagers were sick or had a disaster, they would go to him to get so dicine for any headache or fever. Generally, it would be effective after taking two or three patches. He was more powerful than the doctors in the city’s dical Center. After a few more tis, he was called The Divine Doctor, and he accepted it without modesty.

Because everyone was afraid that they would suffer for a long ti if no one took care of them when they were sick, they all tried to curry favor with this Divine Doctor. Every day, so families would send rice, so would send grain, and others would send vegetables and fruits from their own yards. The Divine Doctor didn’t need to spend any money at all, and he didn’t have to worry about food and drink.

Because the days in the Qin Village were truly comfortable, he had originally planned to stay for a while before leaving. In the end, he stayed and beca the only person in the Qin Clan who was especially respected as a foreigner with the sa surna.

However, this Divine Doctor would never have thought that his good days were about to end, and today, a fiend ca to “destroy” his place.

Divine Doctor Qin woke up a little late today. He usually didn’t cook much. Although there was rice and vegetables at ho, he often asked the neighbor to help him bring out a portion of food. As for the labor costs, he had ntioned it but was helplessly ‘rejected’ by the other party. He couldn’t force it.

After noon, he had been dealing with the herbs he had picked. He had developed a habit of only using the herbs he had personally processed. In any case, he did not have to worry about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation now. He just had to go to the mountains to pick so herbs to replenish his inventory.

These mountain people were guarding such a huge treasure house, but not many of them knew how to use herbs. This really gave him a lot of advantages.

It was a pity that those rare and precious herbs were all in the deep mountains, and he did not have the ability to pick them at the mont. He could only draw a picture and give it to the hunters who went into the mountains to hunt, to see if they were lucky enough to find it.

However, Divine Doctor Qin had also been careful. In order to prevent the hunters from not handing over the rare herbs to him after picking them and instead hiding them to sell, he had deliberately made a few poisons. In the end, soone had really gotten them and sold them in the dicinal stores in the city in private. They were chased out by the shopkeeper with a round of beating.

After that, Divine Doctor Qin never treated the hunters’ injuries again. Even his close family and friends were rejected at the door. When the others saw his attitude, they were afraid that they would be treated the sa way if they did the sa, so they gave up on the idea.

Now, Divine Doctor Qin would still hand over the drawn drawings to the hunters, which really gave him the luck to obtain a few precious dicinal herbs. Then, he secretly sold them in the city far away from here, making a big fortune.

However, he changed all the money he earned into silver notes and hid them. No one knew that he had made a fortune because of those dicinal herbs. They only thought that he was content with the status quo and liked this kind of leisurely life in the mountains. Thus, he had stayed in the Qin Village and had not left.

Divine Doctor Qin humd a little tune as he used the knife to cut the dried dicinal herbs into pieces. Then, he used the dicine grinder to further crush the pieces of dicinal herbs.

So herbs needed to be processed in other ways at this step. For example, deer horns needed to be threaded with “pound” so that the effective ingredients could be obtained during the boiling. For example, monkshood and other plants of the Arisaema family were poisonous. The toxicity must be removed first and then boiled thoroughly to effectively improve the safety. So herbs needed to be processed with other materials to increase the therapeutic effect of one side.

He enjoyed the concoction process very much. It made him feel like he was a God. Herbs that could originally save people could also beco poison that could kill people. The sa process could also be reversed. This was much more fun than “saving people.”

Just as Divine Doctor Qin was about to pour the herbs from the dicine mill onto the fine sieve, he suddenly heard an urgent knock on the door. A familiar voice shouted from outside, “Divine Doctor Qin, open the door! My mother is alive!”

“What nonsense is this? What does his mother’s death have to do with ?”

Divine Doctor Qin was really baffled. He originally planned to ignore it, but that person kept knocking and shouting as if he wouldn’t stop until he achieved his goal.

He was annoyed by the noise and went to open the door while cursing.