I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Qingfeng Temple, a small courtyard in the back mountain.

Shan Yuan bent down and picked up the fallen leaves one by one. He paused for a moment and then spoke:

"Another year has passed. Junior Brother Liangdu has passed his sixtieth birthday and is about to turn seventy. Should I prepare a gift for him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liangdu appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

His face was expressionless, showing no emotion. He did not respond to Shan Yuan's words, but bowed and said:

"Master Junior, Gongsun Guangda has already set off. What should we do next?"

Shan Yuan stood up, threw away the thick pile of fallen leaves in his hand, looked at Liang Du and said with a smile:

"I see that Junior Brother Liangdu has taken very good care of himself and looks like he is on the verge of enlightenment. Why are you so anxious?"

Liang Du clasped his fists, half-knelt on the ground and said solemnly:

"Uncle Junior, I am already sixty-nine years old this year. I don't think I can hold on for much longer. Ran Nu's frequent appearances before should mean that the barrier has loosened. But given the current situation, it will take more than a hundred years for the barrier to break. I am not impatient, but I am afraid I can't wait that long."

Shan Yuan chuckled: "What do you think, Brother Liangdu?"

Liang Du frowned and said, "Li Mu has been idle all day long, and now he has gone to Jing'an City for a trivial matter. When will he be able to help us accomplish our goals?"

Shanyuan nodded and motioned Liangdu to continue.

"I don't understand why Junior Uncle-Master doesn't let us intervene. If this boy doesn't receive our guidance, he will become useless."

Liangdu stared at Shanyuan, waiting for his answer.

Shanyuan smiled, walked up to Liangdu and said:

"What you said makes sense, nephew. I have to go out for a while, so I will leave this matter to you."

Hearing this, Liang Du's face lit up and he said respectfully, "Thank you, Junior Master!"

. . . . . .

Jing'an City, in front of a dilapidated medical clinic in the outer city.

Li Mu sneezed several times, then looked at Mu Zhen in front of him a little embarrassedly and changed the subject:

"Teacher, do you have enough face? Look at the queue, it will have to wait until next month."

As he spoke, Li Mu looked up at the huge crowd in front of the clinic and couldn't help but frowned.

"Husband, since we are here to seek medical treatment, we should abide by their rules."

At this time, Su Yuwei behind him persuaded softly.

She looked up at the flying bird pattern on the clinic's sign and had a vague guess.

All doctors in the world are children of medical families, but only the direct descendants of medical families can use the flying bird pattern on their signboards.

Su Yuwei once heard her master say that although there are many doctors, there are less than ten of them who can be called physicians in this world.

These people are direct descendants of doctors, and according to legend, they are living gods who can revive the dead.

Although this may sound a bit exaggerated, each of these doctors is a leader in their field of expertise.

Capable people naturally have some quirks.

Su Yuwei had heard of things like 'Don't treat those who haven't been treated by others' or 'Don't treat those who have been treated by others' and so on.

Now that they are here, Su Yuwei is calmer than Li Mu, for fear of angering the doctors here.

It’s because now she doesn’t really care that much about the scars on her face.

As long as Li Mu doesn't dislike her, it doesn't matter whether she has a scar or not.

What she cared about most at this moment was Li Mu's problem.

Mu Zhen raised his eyes, looked at the young man in coarse linen clothes walking towards him from a distance, and said with a smile:

"Look, this is a use of my teacher's dignity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the young man in coarse cloth approaching and bowed:

"Senior, Uncle Master invites you in."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and took Li Mu and the other two into the clinic through the side door.

Li Mu originally thought that his and his group's behavior of taking the back door would cause dissatisfaction among the others present.

However, they didn't expect that only a few people in the crowd glanced at them and ignored them.

Mu Zhen’s old friend was not in the clinic.

The young man in hemp clothes led Li Mu and others directly through the clinic.

Li Mu then discovered that although the front of this clinic looked small and shabby, there was something else going on inside.

Behind the clinic, there are no less than twenty small houses, and the entrances are also full of people, just like the outpatient department of the hospital before Li Mu traveled through time.

Then walking further back, Li Mu and his companions passed through a medicinal field and came to an independent farmyard at the end.

The young man in hemp clothes asked Li Mu and the others to wait there, while he ran outside the fence and shouted into the yard:

"Uncle Master! The guests have arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the courtyard opened from the inside, and a woman dressed as a peasant woman walked out slowly.

It was hard to tell the woman’s age from her appearance. She was probably around 30 years old. Her fair and rosy skin did not match her attire.

She has cherry lips and a turned-up nose, and although her expression is cold, her pair of expressive peach blossom eyes seem to arouse people's passion all the time.

The bun on her head was very delicate, with a mahogany hairpin inserted diagonally.

Li Mu remembered that this was the style only married women would wear.

The light grey cloth skirt seemed to be the wrong size. Its too tight cut showed off the woman's proud figure to the fullest.

"This sister is so beautiful."

Su Yuwei, who was standing by, saw the woman's appearance clearly and couldn't help but praise her.

Then there was a burst of female laughter: "The little girl is really good at coaxing people with her mouth."

The woman walked closer, without even opening the gate, and across the fence, she put away the smile on her face, knelt down and saluted to Mu Zhen, saying:

"Senior, my grandfather has gone on a long journey, and I don't know when he will return. As you can see, the number of patients in the capital has increased dramatically recently. I am a widow and it is not convenient for me to entertain you. If you want to see a doctor, there will be a queue outside the hall. If you want to visit friends, please come another day."

After saying that, he turned around and left without staying for a moment.

Hearing this, Li Mu's forehead was immediately filled with black lines, and he thought that Mu Zhen's face was too worthless.

He immediately looked at the beautiful woman's back as she left, and thought to himself, "If I had known this would happen, I would have just stood in line."

Mu Zhen frowned slightly and turned his head to look at another small courtyard far away.

If it was just about finding scar removal medicine for Su Yuwei, it wouldn't be that troublesome, but the most important thing now is Li Mu's problem.

After thinking for a moment, he shouted, "Ge girl, do you know why the inner family practiced and lost their mind, had bloodshot eyes and ran wildly?"

The door that was about to close suddenly stopped, and Ge Peining walked out of the room again, looking up and down at Mu Zhen with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and smiled with her hands covering her mouth:

"Senior, are you practicing some evil skills? Although I have never heard of this kind of problem, but judging from your complexion, you should be fine. Doctors are human beings, not gods. If you ruin your reputation in your later years because of this leg, it will be a laughing stock."

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched, and he thought, although this woman is beautiful, every word she says is full of thorns, as if she has a grudge against everyone.

Mu Zhen was not annoyed when he heard Ge Peining's words. He seemed to be used to her way of speaking. He shook his head and looked at Li Mu beside him and said:

"It's not me, it's my disciple. Girl Ge, are you willing to take a look at him?"

Ge Peining then turned his gaze to Li Mu and said to himself:

"He is a handsome young man, and he doesn't look sick."

Then he looked up at Mu Zhen and asked in confusion:

"Senior, do you want me to treat him?"

Mu Zhen had a complicated expression. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

Ge Peining smoothed the hair on her forehead and chuckled:

"Please don't be ridiculous, senior. How can I treat others' illnesses?"