Chapter 838: Chapter 838 Let Me Say a Word
"Whether or not to expel me, your words don’t count. My master uncle is the owner of this No. 1 courtyard!"
Wu Qi was completely different from her usual cold demeanor.
She hadn’t expected Li Feng to be the grandson of Old Divine Doctor Xiao, and it was clear he had inherited the doctor’s medical skills. She had wondered before if the owner of this place had been kicked in the head by a donkey to build a large ancient pharmacy here.
Now she had the answer.
And isn’t this fate? Otherwise, how could she have applied here and met Li Feng? This was her grandfather guiding her from heaven.
Wu Qi had been deeply influenced by her grandfather since childhood; otherwise, she wouldn’t have followed the path of ancient medicine and admired Old Divine Doctor Xiao, her grandfather’s respected master.
Only, the whereabouts of this old divine doctor remained a mystery; she had searched, but to no avail.
Now it was as if a pillow was delivered just when she dozed off. She would stick around even if it meant being thick-skinned.
This person was the true grandson of Old Divine Doctor Xiao.
"Master uncle, I was wrong earlier. It was my reckless words. As a gracious person, please don’t hold a grudge against a petty one, just let me stay."
"Please, master uncle!"
Li Feng looked at Wu Qi, whose attitude had suddenly changed, from a cold female doctor to someone who could even act coy without seeming out of place.
Wang Qian saw that Li Feng stayed silent, which made it clear what Feng wanted. He stepped forward and began to drag Wu Qi out by her arm.
"Doctor Wu, please."
Wu Qi saw that Li Feng showed no expression and was determined to make her leave, but she couldn’t accept it: "Fine, I can go, but can I at least say one last thing?"
"What else do you want to say?"
Wang Qian looked at Wu Qi. Having been alongside Li Feng for many years, he understood his intentions best; once Feng had made up his mind, nothing could change it.
Wu Qi bit her lips: "You can’t hear this; I only want to say it to my master uncle."
"Doctor Wu, save it, it doesn’t matter if it’s one sentence or ten or a hundred, it won’t make a difference."
Wu Qi made a sound of acknowledgment and turned her gaze to Li Feng.
"Just let me say this one last sentence, and if you still won’t let me stay, then I will accept it and won’t insist."
"Otherwise, if I’m dragged away just like that, remember, I’m a girl."
Wu Qi gave a soft but firm threat.
"What do you want to say?"
Li Feng looked at Wu Qi and spoke.
Wu Qi shook off Wang Qian’s hand at once, quickly walked over to the bathtub, and whispered something in Li Feng’s ear.
When Wu Qi finished, she stood straight and walked towards Wang Qian, not looking back.
Li Feng suddenly curved his lips into a smile and looked up at Wu Qi.
"You can stay, but you mustn’t call me master uncle. You’re only responsible for the daily activities here."
Wu Qi stopped and turned around quickly.
"Alright, boss, I’ll do whatever you say."
As long as she could stay, she had a chance. After all, she was a doctor with an IQ of 130 and decent looks. She couldn’t believe she couldn’t win over a "famous" Li Feng.
"Now, go out."
"Okay!"
Wu Qi turned and exited the bathroom, and Wang Qian couldn’t quite believe what he saw; Feng actually changed his mind to keep this female doctor?
What did she say in Feng’s ear?
Wang Qian suddenly became very curious.
"You leave too."
Wang Qian mumbled an acknowledgment and left.
The room returned to silence. Li Feng thought of the words Wu Qi had whispered in his ear earlier.
All he did was glance at her unintentionally, but she stuck to him stubbornly.
But keeping her was indeed good because, after all, he wouldn’t frequently visit the Medicine King Pavilion and needed someone to manage it.
Furthermore, her grandfather was a student of his maternal grandfather, making her from a family with a tradition of ancient medicine. If he found someone else, they might not be as dedicated as she was.
More than an hour passed.
Wang Qian returned to the bathroom: "Feng, the three hours are up."
"Help me move the cover away."
"Yes."
Wang Qian removed the wooden lid from the bathtub, and Li Feng got up from the tub. At that moment, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a figure quickly moved to the front of the tub.
"How did this happen, my God."
Wu Qi said as she reached out to touch the bruise on Li Feng’s chest.
Slap.
Li Feng immediately knocked Wu Qi’s hand away and looked at Wang Qian: "Give me the towel."
"Yes."
Wang Qian picked up the towel and wrapped Li Feng in it as he stepped out of the tub, with Wu Qi following closely, her mind racing.
The injury on Li Feng’s chest looked frightening, with a large swollen bruise like a dark cauldron.
This should be the result of Li Feng’s earlier medicine bath steaming, as the medicine bath stimulated blood circulation and accelerated the absorption of medicinal power.
He must have had a reason for doing this.
Outside the bathroom.
"Go and bring me the silver needles!"
"I’ll get them."
Wu Qi quickly turned and fetched a set of silver needles: "Master uncle, are you going to use acupuncture? I also know acupuncture, do you need my help?"
Li Feng glanced at Wu Qi: "No need."
"Oh!"
Wu Qi didn’t say much more. She laid out the silver needles and stood aside, wanting to see how Li Feng would treat himself.
Li Feng took a silver needle and directly pierced it into the swollen bruise on his chest.
"Hmm?"
Wu Qi was dumbfounded at Li Feng’s actions, knowing that silver needles are relatively soft, usually requiring a twisting method to insert them into acupoints.
Yet Li Feng’s technique seemed rough, but the silver needle didn’t deform at all.
Is this the difference?
Anyway, she couldn’t insert needles like that.
The bruise on Li Feng’s chest obviously contained a lot of accumulated blood, and using silver needles was likely meant to bleed it. If she were using needle twisting, the blood would have already sprayed out by now.
Li Feng paid no attention to Wu Qi; after applying dozens of silver needles to the bruise, he flicked the needle tails with his fingers.
Instantly, the silver needles resonated, and as they vibrated, drops of black blood trickled down the needles.
Wu Qi didn’t just stand by idly; she quickly fetched a basin to catch it.
"Master uncle, your acupuncture skills are so brilliant. Could you teach me?"
"I can’t teach you."
"Why not? I have the basics; I know the fundamental methods of acupuncture, and I have ten years of acupuncture experience. Just a little guidance from you would be enough."
Li Feng looked at Wu Qi.
"It’s not about whether you can learn it. If you want to learn, you need to first master Dark Strength, preferably reaching the Hua Jin realm; otherwise, even if I teach you, you won’t be able to grasp it."
"Huh?"
Wu Qi blinked and looked at Li Feng: "Dark Strength, Hua Jin, are these realms of National Martial Arts?"
"Yes!"
"So if I reached the Hua Jin level, master uncle, would you then teach me?"
Li Feng looked at Wu Qi; this female doctor’s thought process sure was unique. Achieving Hua Jin wasn’t easy, especially since she was already past the prime age to build a foundational base for it. Thinking of starting martial arts now was too late.
It wasn’t like Li Feng was trying to mislead her.
Medicine and martial arts are inseparable.
Especially in the realm of acupuncture; if you don’t control your strength to at least the Hua Jin level, it would be tough to master acupuncture.
Today’s ancient acupuncture methods can only be considered entry-level. Even veteran practitioners are just proficient at the entry level, and going further meets a ceiling.
It’s as difficult as reaching the heavens to truly master the craft.