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Chapter 9: Opportunity
Could it be that I misjudged him yesterday?
Staring at Lu Qing’s blank, bewildered expression, Chen Laodaifu felt, for the first time in his life, a flicker of doubt in his own medical expertise.
But he quickly pushed the thought aside.
He still had full confidence in his skills. Lu Qing had been on the brink of death yesterday—there was no mistake in that diagnosis.
As for how Lu Qing had recovered overnight, there must be some hidden reason behind it.
Only, he couldn’t unravel that mystery.
Chen Laodaifu pondered silently, still unable to make sense of it.
In the end, he could only chalk it up to Lu Qing being a fortunate soul—destiny had spared him.
He also sighed inwardly, admitting to himself that his own medical knowledge was still insufficient. He hadn’t yet mastered the deeper secrets of the human body.
If only he had the abilities of a True Master of the Primordial Arts—someone capable of perceiving the subtlest fluctuations within the body—he might have uncovered the truth behind Lu Qing’s miraculous recovery.
As he glanced at Lu Qing, Chen Laodaifu suddenly spoke:
“Lu Qing, although your condition has improved, your constitution remains weak. From tomorrow onward, come to my place every three days. I’ll give you acupuncture treatments to strengthen your foundation and nourish your essence.”
Before Lu Qing could respond, Zhang Da Ye beside him burst into delighted laughter.
“Lu Qing! Don’t you realize how lucky you are? Chen Laodaifu never treats just anyone with acupuncture!”
Lu Qing hesitated. “But… I have nothing to offer. I’m afraid I can’t afford the medical fees.”
“Don’t worry about payment,” Chen Laodaifu said calmly. “Your recovery was unusual—there may still be hidden risks I can’t detect. This treatment will help me verify my theories. It’ll benefit me, too.”
Having heard those words, Lu Qing could only bow deeply.
“Then thank you, Chen Ye Ye.”
He was actually relieved. He’d been worrying about how to get close to Chen Laodaifu, and now the perfect excuse had presented itself.
As for how he’d gotten better—truthfully, even he didn’t know.
Perhaps it was the memory fusion process that had healed him. Or maybe it was the strange ability within him.
Either way, he was certain Chen Laodaifu wouldn’t be able to figure it out.
And he didn’t sense any ill intent from the old doctor. With his own mysterious power at his disposal, Lu Qing had no reason to doubt his safety.
So why not accept this chance to receive guidance from such a skilled physician?
Seeing Lu Qing agree, Chen Laodaifu finally smiled.
A lifetime devoted to medicine, and this was the first time he’d encountered a case he couldn’t solve. It had sparked genuine curiosity in him.
And treating Lu Qing? It was merely a small effort for him.
If he could gain even a little deeper insight into the human body through this, he’d be more than happy.
“Then I’ll be leaving. Come to my house tomorrow morning for your first treatment.”
After seeing Lu Qing, Chen Laodaifu prepared to depart.
The herbs he’d collected today needed to be dried immediately—otherwise, he’d miss the deadline for preparing the medicine for his important patron.
“Chen Ye Ye, Zhang Ye Ye, wait!”
As the two elders turned to leave, Lu Qing hurried into the kitchen and returned with two bowls of small fish.
“Chen Ye Ye, Zhang Ye Ye, these are the fish I caught this morning. If you don’t mind, take a few to taste.”
Zhang Da Ye eyed the bowls. “I just heard the whole village talking about your fishing story. Lu Qing—did your father teach you this method using earthworms?”
“Yes,” Lu Qing replied casually. “He mentioned it before.”
He’d already grown quite adept at using this excuse.
“Foolish boy!” Zhang Da Ye’s face darkened. “If this was your father’s secret method, you should’ve kept it to yourself! Now everyone knows it. What if they all start fishing with worms? The river will be emptied of fish. Then what will you and Xiao Yan eat?”
“It’s fine, Zhang Ye Ye,” Lu Qing said with a shrug. “As long as I’m around, Xiao Yan won’t go hungry.”
Fishing wasn’t that simple. If it were, there wouldn’t be so many empty-handed fishermen in the world.
Besides, he understood nature’s resilience.
Even with persistent fishing, the river would never be stripped bare.
But Zhang Da Ye couldn’t see that.
Seeing Lu Qing’s careless attitude, he grew flustered, yet helpless.
Finally, he sighed. “You’ll learn the hard way someday.”
Chen Laodaifu remained silent throughout the exchange.
To him, such matters were trivial.
But he did find the fish acceptable.
He knew the truth about the Lu family’s poverty.
These small fish were likely all Lu Qing had to offer—possibly even their food for the next few days.
And yet, the boy had given them away without hesitation.
That spoke volumes.
A grateful heart.
And that kind of youth was hard to dislike.
So Chen Laodaifu accepted the gift without protest.
Even Zhang Da Ye, wanting to teach Lu Qing a lesson in value, deliberately took the other bowl.
After seeing the two elders off and watching them disappear down the path, Lu Qing returned to the house.
Once he was certain no one was nearby, he let out a long, shaky breath. His heart pounded fiercely.
What had just happened seemed ordinary—but inside, he’d been on edge more than once.
Part of it was fear: the fear of being exposed as an imposter.
The other? The revelation from Chen Laodaifu’s presence—something that had shaken him to the core.
But luck was on his side.
The idea of soul fusion and rebirth was too bizarre for anyone to suspect.
And with the original memories in his mind, and careful control over his demeanor, he’d managed to stay composed.
No slip-ups.
Now, his identity was even more secure.
In time, even if his personality changed slightly, no one would question him.
After all, a boy who’d lost both parents, survived death’s door, and endured such tragedy—his behavior was bound to change.
So the sudden visit from Chen Laodaifu and Zhang Da Ye, though unexpected, had actually given him a rare opportunity.
And what Chen Laodaifu had revealed—those hints of power, of cultivation, of Qi, of Realm—had shattered Lu Qing’s previous assumptions.
He’d thought this world was like ancient China, where everyone was ordinary.
But now…
He’d seen signs of something beyond reality.
Qi. Realm. Cultivation.
These weren’t just words from fantasy novels.
They belonged to worlds where people could fly, move like the wind, wield supernatural strength.
Could it be… he hadn’t just landed in a historical setting?
Was he, in fact, in a true cultivation world?
Lu Qing’s heart swelled with a mix of fear, confusion, and excitement.
(End of Chapter)
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