Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

"Aying, your uncle is going out for a free medical consultation tomorrow. Do you want to go with him?" Chaoyang suddenly asked.

A hint of excitement flashed in Wei Ying's eyes. He had always admired his uncle's medical skills. Being able to follow his uncle on free medical consultations was undoubtedly a rare learning opportunity for him.

"Of course, uncle, I really want to go!" Wei Ying answered without hesitation.

Chaoyang smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with relief. "Okay, we'll set off early tomorrow morning. Remember to bring your first aid kit, it might come in handy."

"Okay, uncle, I will definitely be ready." Wei Ying replied excitedly.

The morning sun shone through the mist, casting a shadow over the earth. Wei Ying rose early and prepared everything he needed. He checked the medicine chest, ensuring that all the herbs and utensils were present. Then, excitedly, he ran to Chaoyang's room, only to find his uncle already dressed and quietly waiting for him.

"Uncle, you got up so early." Wei Ying said a little embarrassedly.

"Aying, the early bird catches the worm." Chaoyang replied with a smile, his eyes gleaming with kindness. "Since you are ready, let's go."

The two walked out of the house together, Chaoyang carrying the medicine box and Wei Ying following behind, his heart full of anticipation.

They crossed fields and streams before finally arriving at the county town. It was bustling with activity, bustling with people. Chaoyang brought Wei Ying to a simple clinic, where many villagers were already waiting to see a doctor.

"Uncle, why are there so many people gathered here?" Wei Ying asked his uncle with full curiosity.

"Although this place is a county town, it is relatively remote and medical resources are relatively scarce. It is not easy for villagers to see a doctor." Chaoyang explained patiently.

"Therefore, every time I come here, there are many villagers waiting early, hoping to get some medical help." As he spoke, he began to get busy, providing the villagers with the medical services they needed.

Wei Ying nodded, a strong sense of responsibility welling up within him. He quickly packed his medicine chest, assisted his uncle in sorting the herbs, and prepared the necessary medical instruments, his busyness radiating joy. Meanwhile, Chaoyang began diagnosing the villagers, patiently inquiring about their symptoms, meticulously performing physical examinations, and then prescribing and dispensing the medicine himself.

Wei Ying studied attentively, often asking his uncle for advice. He noticed that his uncle was not only an excellent doctor, but also treated each patient with great care and patience.

Time flew by in the bustle of the day, the sun slowly setting, its afterglow scattering across every corner of the clinic. Wei Ying felt exhausted, yet his heart overflowed with satisfaction. He gazed at the villagers smiling as they received treatment, and a wave of joy filled his heart.

"Uncle, you are truly amazing. Not only are you an excellent doctor, but you also help these villagers so selflessly." Wei Ying praised sincerely.

Chaoyang smiled slightly, a hint of humility in his eyes. "Aying, doctors are kind-hearted. It is our duty to cure illnesses and save lives."

Wei Ying nodded, his admiration for his uncle deepening. He decided to study medicine even harder, hoping to be like his uncle and bring health and hope to more people.

As the sky darkened, Chaoyang and Wei Ying packed up their medicine boxes and prepared to leave the clinic. The villagers expressed their gratitude to them, and some even took out vegetables and fruits grown at home and insisted on giving them as a token of their thanks.

"Uncle, we really don't need these." Wei Ying said a little embarrassedly.

Chaoyang smiled and shook his head, responding gently, "Aying, these are a token of the villagers' kindness. Let's accept them. This is also a way of showing respect to them."

Wei Ying nodded, understanding his uncle's meaning. They accepted the gifts from the villagers, expressed their gratitude one by one, and then set off on their journey home.

As the night deepened, moonlight streamed down the path home. Wei Ying and Chao Yang chatted as they walked, their conversation shifting from medical skills to the philosophy of life.

"Uncle, what do you think is the most important thing about being a hero?" Wei Ying asked curiously.

Chaoyang pondered for a moment and replied, "The most important thing for a chivalrous man is a kind heart. While helping others, one must also know how to protect oneself. Sometimes, strength isn't the only solution; wisdom and patience are equally important."

Wei Ying nodded thoughtfully, silently taking note of his uncle's words.

At that moment, a sharp and rapid cry of a child suddenly rang out from not far away, breaking the surrounding silence. The cry was filled with anxiety and fear, as if describing some urgent situation.

"Aying, let's go check it out." Chaoyang's expression immediately turned serious. He quickly quickened his pace and headed towards the direction where the crying came from. Wei Ying followed closely behind, his heart also filled with tension and worry.

They passed through a dark forest, and in the moonlight, they finally spotted a small figure huddled in the grass. The cries were emanating from there. Approaching, they saw a young boy in ornate clothes, entangled in bloodthirsty vines. The vines tightly bound his limbs, preventing him from moving. Terror filled the boy's face, tears glistening in the moonlight. He had fallen unconscious.

"Uncle, look at this child! He's been entangled by the bloodthirsty vines," Wei Ying said nervously, his voice trembling. He quickly pulled a sharp spiritual knife from the medicine box, ready to deal with the emergency.

Chaoyang nodded, signaling Wei Ying to proceed with caution and not panic. He walked over to the little boy, crouched down, and carefully observed the way the blood-sucking vines entwined themselves. The blood-sucking vine was an extremely dangerous plant, its vines tightly wrapping around its prey, mercilessly sucking its blood until it died.

Chaoyang knew that if he used brute force to cut the vines, he might hurt the little boy. In addition, the vines might tighten in an instant, causing more serious injuries to the little boy.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Chaoyang's eyes. He knew the dangers of this vine. If he wasn't careful, the roots would break and it would take root inside the body, causing even greater harm. He carefully used his fingers to gently push aside the vine, trying to find a way to break through and safely rescue the little boy.

He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and began to channel his spiritual energy, attempting to gently peel the bloodthirsty vines from the boy. Spiritual energy flowed through Chaoyang's fingertips, forming soft rays of light, like warm sunlight brushing against the vines. As the spiritual energy seeped in, the bloodthirsty vines seemed to sense a threat and began to tremble slightly. Wei Ying nervously gripped the spiritual knife, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

As the spiritual energy seeped in, the trembling of the bloodthirsty vines gradually weakened, and the vines began to loosen their grip, as if losing their strength before Chaoyang's spiritual power. The bloodthirsty vines gradually loosened their hold on the little boy. The vines slowly slid from the boy's limbs like snakes losing their strength. Chaoyang carefully peeled the vines completely from the boy's body, making sure to leave no part untouched.

Wei Ying watched the entire process nervously, his spiritual blade ready to respond to any emergency. When the last vine fell off the boy, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on his face.

Chaoyang quickly examined the boy, confirming he hadn't sustained any more serious injuries. He took some powder from his medicine box and gently applied it to the boy's wound to prevent infection. Chaoyang then gently lifted the boy and carefully placed him on a patch of clean grass. Wei Ying quickly pulled out a blanket and covered the boy to maintain his body temperature.

"Uncle, what should we do next?" Wei Ying asked with concern.

Chaoyang pondered for a moment and replied, "Let's wait here for a while to make sure the child has no other problems. Then we can take him back to the village and see if we can find his family."

Wei Ying nodded in agreement. They stayed quietly beside the little boy, watching him gradually regain consciousness.

He lowered his head and carefully examined the unconscious child. Judging from the child's face and body shape, he seemed to be about the same age as A Ying.

After a while, the little boy's eyelids trembled slightly, and he finally slowly opened his eyes, and then burst into tears.

Chaoyang and Wei Ying hurried to comfort the little boy, soothing him with gentle words, trying to calm him down. Wei Ying quickly pulled out a string of candied haws from his Qiankun bag that his uncle had bought for him. He eagerly handed it to the little boy and said gently, "Don't cry anymore. This string of candied haws is for you. I hope it will cheer you up."

The little boy gazed at the crystal-clear candied haws before him, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He took the candied haws and cautiously took a bite. The sweet taste immediately filled his mouth. Gradually, his crying subsided, replaced by a satisfied smile.

"Thank you, big brother." The little boy's voice was a little childish, but it was no longer trembling.

Chaoyang and Wei Ying watched the little boy gradually calm down and breathed a sigh of relief. Chaoyang smiled and patted the little boy's head, asking softly, "What's your name? Where do you live?"

The little boy raised his head, tears in his eyes, "I..."

His eyes were still filled with confusion and fear, but this did not prevent him from enjoying the candied haws in his hand. As he tasted the candied haws, he looked around and remembered what had just happened.

"I... I'm entangled by vines." The little boy's voice was weak and trembling.

"Yes, but it's okay now." Wei Ying smiled and comforted, "It was my uncle and I who saved you."

The little boy looked at Chaoyang gratefully, tears in his eyes. "Thank you, sir."

Chaoyang gently reached out his hand, patted the little boy's shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "You're welcome, child. How do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The little boy shook his head, seeming to have regained some strength. "I'm fine, just a little scared." "That's good." Chaoyang nodded. He was about to ask about his origins when he saw the little boy staring at them blankly.

Chaoyang raised his eyebrows. He actually saw a look of surprise in the little boy's eyes?

"Sir, you guys are really good-looking, much better looking than my big pot."

The little boy sucked gently, his eyes locked on Wei Ying and Chaoyang, his little mouth slightly pouting as he savored the candied haws.

"Of course, my uncle and I are the best looking! Many people like us." After hearing this, Wei Ying nodded repeatedly in agreement and unconsciously leaned closer to the little boy.

The conversation between these two little guys is really hilarious! At such a young age, they just like good-looking things and are a sucker for looks.

Chaoyang felt somewhat helpless but also amused. It was then that he noticed that Ah Ying was staring intently at a little boy eating a candied haws. So, he took a string of candied haws from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Ah Ying.

In fact, he bought a large number of candied haws for Wei Ying, and these delicious candied haws were carefully stored in his own space. Because he knew that Wei Ying lacked self-control in eating and always enjoyed all kinds of delicacies without restraint, he decided to hide these candied haws to prevent Wei Ying from eating too much at one time and affecting his health.

A gleam flashed in Wei Yingying's eyes, and he quickly reached out to take it, saying gratefully, "Thank you, uncle."

Chaoyang smiled and gently stroked his little head, then turned around and asked the chubby boy in a gentle voice: "Little boy, what's your name? How old are you this year? Where is your home? And why are you here?"

The little boy rolled his eyes and looked at Wei Ying.

Then he looked at Chaoyang again, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he finally spoke, "My name is Nie Huaisang, and I'm eight years old. My family lives in Budingshi. I went to Yunmeng with my father. While selling candied haws on the street, someone accidentally knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was in a carriage. After escaping from the carriage, I kept running and running, and then I passed out. When I woke up, I looked like this."

Chaoyang stared at the young child in front of him, unable to believe that he would become Nie Huaisang, who "knew nothing when asked, treated the world as his game and the people as chess pieces, and if one piece was moved, the whole game would be lost."

"Are you from the Qinghe Nie clan? Your eldest brother is Nie Mingjue, right?"

The little boy nodded, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. "Yes, my eldest brother is Nie Mingjue."

Chaoyang was puzzled. Yunmeng was extremely far away from where they were. Even if they flew on a sword, it would take three days to get there. How did Nie Huaisang get here?

Chaoyang was filled with doubts, but looking at the young child before him, he decided to put them aside for the time being. After all, the most important thing now was to leave this place.

"Huaisang, it's very late now. Let's go back first and have a good rest." Chaoyang said softly, "I'll find a way to send you home tomorrow."

Nie Huaisang nodded, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. He tightly grasped the candied haws that Wei Ying handed him, as if at this moment, this string of candied haws had become his only support.

Then he turned to Wei Ying, "Aying, let's go back."

Wei Ying nodded in agreement.