Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 476: Unparalleled Divine Doctor (6) 2nd Update

Not to ntion that now the whole of Jiangnan is aware of that divine physician, Liao.

Now that the emperor is actively recruiting divine physicians, hoping for the unconscious Empress Dowager to wake up, one should be courting favor with that doctor, Liao, with his strange thods and God-like ways.

Li Mingde, who rose from the son of a poor farr to his current position, couldn’t possibly lack cunning, could he?

He understands the way of the world better than anyone else.

Seeing Li Mingde say this,

Aunt Shen finally felt relieved.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing a provocative and proud smile toward Song Jingshu.

When Song Jingshu was locked up by Li Mingde a month ago, she lost all hope in him; if not for her son, she wouldn’t have stayed.

Seeing Aunt Shen’s provocation, her expression remained extrely calm.

Aunt Shen’s punch felt like it had hit a bunch of cotton, extrely unsatisfying.

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When Dong Xue returned,

Shaohua took so ti to prepare so dicinal powder for treating wounds and a few other commonly used drugs in ancient tis.

Although Dong Xue had fixed up her appearance before she returned, how could Shaohua, with her ticulous observations, not notice her red-rimd eyes from crying?

"Lady, are all these dicines for treating wounds?" Dong Xue, trying to mask her own emotions, lowered her head and asked Shaohua with feigned curiosity.

Since she didn’t want to speak about it, Shaohua chose not to press further.

Shaohua also hadn’t felt any fluctuations in the spiritual power she left on Dong Xue, so she must not have been hurt.

"Yes," Shaohua spoke lightly, "For general wounds, they can heal within less than three days without leaving a scar."

Dong Xue, having tested the dicine herself, knew her claim was true, "Once the Ye Family dical Hall is open, it will surely be even more popular than Revival Hall."

After Dong Xue said this, suddenly there ca a clear and bright laughter.

It was the voice of a young man.

Upon hearing this sudden voice, Dong Xue’s eyes changed and she imdiately shielded Shaohua behind her, "Who’s there?"

There wasn’t much change in Shaohua’s face; her gaze fixed on a large tree in the courtyard of the Ye Family dical Hall.

Sure enough, two n jumped down from the tree.

One was dressed in a luxurious robe of Shu Silk, wearing a Yikuai piece of jade at his waist, his appearance oozed nobility from every angle.

The other man was dressed in a common dark robe, and although his attire was not as noble as that of the man in Shu Silk, his face, as radiant as the stars, was far more striking than the noble-looking man.

Of course, Shaohua only glanced at the unsoiled dark robe once before averting her gaze.

"Apologies, ladies, I—I’m Mingchen, didn’t intend to eavesdrop on your conversation," the man in the Shu Silk robe bowed his fists, exuding an impressive deanor, "I just happened to chase a little thief in here after failing to get a spot in the queue to see Physician Liao."

"Also, you run a dical hall?" Mingchen said naturally, having heard the earlier conversation between Shaohua and Dong Xue, "And isn’t the recipe for that wound treatnt dicine lost? It can make wounds disappear without a trace in three days; even Physician Liao can’t do that."

Dong Xue had followed Ye Bozhong and the others before, even eting the Empress Dowager.

These two n had an impressive aura but didn’t intimidate her.

Hearing his statent, she imdiately defended her lady, "Our lady is naturally more skilled. Once our lady becos more renowned than Physician Liao in the future, you won’t need to queue anymore; you can co to us."

In Dong Xue’s view, with her lady’s high talents, even without the district magistrate, she would eventually make a na for herself.

Recalling Li Mingde, Dong Xue’s expression turned cold again.

"Of course, of course," Mingchen chuckled dismissively, yet couldn’t help but laugh, finding the young ladies sowhat delusional.

Physician Liao Mingxin’s reputation was known across Jiangnan and even in Jianghu, and Mingchen was aware that her identity in Jianghu wasn’t simple—her dical skills almost seed divine, never using golden needles but always carrying a variety of very thin, specially crafted knives.

Others called her a living deity, and it wasn’t without basis.

The extent of the queues at Revival Hall showed her popularity, especially with their insistence on treating everyone equally.

To Mingchen, hearing this girl claim to surpass Liao Mingxin sounded not so credible, but rather laughable.

"Lady, are you available to see patients now?" Mingchen was in thought when a slightly deep voice suddenly spoke from beside him.

He turned around and was taken aback, "Fourth brother?!"

Shaohua, eyeing the man in black clothes thoughtfully, nodded, "We can, but for your condition... a deposit of a thousand taels is required first."

Even Dong Xue felt it might be sowhat unreasonable to ask for a deposit before treatnt had begun.

To her surprise, the man with the jade-like face said nothing and simply took out a banknote worth a thousand taels of silver.

The two agreed to start the first treatnt the next day, and Shaohua also learned the man’s na—

Chu Yunmo.

After tidying up the pharmacy, she repeated the na to herself, her fingertips brushing over it thoughtfully.

Not far from where the Ye Family managed their dicines,

"Fourth brother, why did you agree so readily to that young girl?" Sikong Mingchen glanced at Chu Yunmo, stroking his chin, "I’m saying, you don’t happen to fancy the lady, do you?"

At that thought, Sikong Mingchen recalled the girl’s face.

As lovely as the bloom of spring, though her face was a shade too pale. He had seen the number-one beauty in Jiangnan a few days ago, but after comparing, he found that the lady just now surpassingly outshone the beauty in looks.

"She’s the daughter of Ye Bozhong," Chu Yunmo spoke.

"Imperial Physician Ye?" Sikong Mingchen paused, "No wonder... But, it’s one thing to pity her, you’re not seriously planning on treating her, are you?"

"Why not?" Chu Yunmo looked at him, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"She’s so young, and when Imperial Physician Ye was alive, there was no ntion of his daughter possessing any remarkable abilities. Fourth brother, you mustn’t be reckless..." Sikong Mingchen advised.

"She’s even better than that Liao Mingxin." Chu Yunmo did not act on whims; he had witnessed Shaohua creating the wound treatnt dicine.

His senses, more acute than most from a young age, allowed him to recognize that the dicine was indistinguishable from that in the palace.

This was a long-lost recipe, yet in Shaohua’s hands, it was revived.

Releasing this news would certainly astonish many.

One wonders what those who went through great lengths to bring down Ye Bozhong, thinking the helpless girl left behind couldn’t cause ripples, would think knowing that she surpassed even her father in brilliance.

As for Chu Yunmo’s words, Sikong Mingchen didn’t take them seriously.