The Immortal Physician's Transmigration: Miraculous Rejuvenation

Ye Yuanchen's days in the palace appeared peaceful on the surface, but beneath the surface, undercurrents were surging. While meticulously caring for the emperor's health, his relationship with Mu Wanyue was growing stronger, and he was also constantly researching the integration of ancient and modern medicine. However, he was unaware that a storm from the martial arts world was rapidly approaching him.

That day, Ye Yuanchen was organizing medical records at the Imperial Hospital as usual, pondering new treatment plans. Suddenly, a young eunuch rushed in, looking flustered, and said, "Imperial Physician Ye, something terrible has happened! A group of people claiming to be heroes of the martial arts world have arrived outside the palace. They specifically requested to see you by name, and judging from their appearance, they don't seem to have good intentions!"

Ye Yuanchen felt a chill run down his spine. He knew his actions in the palace might have displeased certain forces in the martial arts world, but he hadn't expected them to come to him so openly. He put down the medical case in his hand and followed the young eunuch outside.

Upon arriving at the palace gates, a group of martial arts practitioners dressed in tight-fitting clothes and wielding weapons stood there. Leading them was a burly man with a fierce face and menacing eyes, named Zhao Meng. Seeing Ye Yuanchen emerge, Zhao Meng sneered and shouted, "So you're that Ye Yuanchen who's been making a name for himself in the palace? I bet you're nothing but a fame-seeker, daring to steal the livelihood of us martial arts doctors!"

Ye Yuanchen frowned and said calmly, "What do you mean by that? I practice medicine in the palace only to treat His Majesty the Emperor and the people in the palace. What does that have to do with the affairs of the martial world?"

A tall, thin man next to Zhao Meng shrieked, "Hmph! You used those strange methods to cure diseases in the palace, and now the common people outside all think you're a miracle doctor. You've ruined the business of us itinerant doctors. Tell me, how are you going to compensate us?"

Ye Yuanchen then understood their intentions; they were jealous of his reputation and wanted to extort him. He chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, saying, "I treat patients based solely on my medical skills and conscience, and I have never thought of stealing anyone's business. If you have patients who need my help, I will do my best, but if you want to use this as an excuse to make things difficult for me, you've probably picked the wrong target."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Meng flew into a rage, brandishing his broadsword and shouting, "Boy, you still dare to talk back! If you don't give us an explanation today, don't expect to get away with this!" With that, he led his men and charged towards Ye Yuanchen.

Upon seeing this, the palace guards immediately stepped forward to stop them. In an instant, tensions rose sharply at the palace gates, reaching a boiling point. Ye Yuanchen knew this matter couldn't be resolved peacefully; if a fight broke out at the palace gates, it would not only endanger his own life and the lives of those around him, but could also bring trouble to the palace. He decided to calm these people down first, and then find a way to resolve the situation.

So he shouted, "Wait! If you're really that capable, why are you causing trouble here? I've heard that people in the martial world value loyalty and reputation above all else. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by your fellow martial artists for doing this? If you want to compete in medical skills, I'm happy to oblige. But if you want to fight, I, Ye Yuanchen, am not someone to be trifled with!"

Zhao Meng and the others hesitated slightly after hearing Ye Yuanchen's words. Although they were arrogant, they knew the consequences of causing trouble at the palace gate. Moreover, if they could defeat Ye Yuanchen in medical skills, they could also ruin his reputation and achieve their goal. So, Zhao Meng sheathed his broadsword and said, "Alright, since you want to compete in medical skills, then we'll grant your wish. We'll meet at Qingfeng Temple outside the city in three days. If you don't dare to come, then prepare to be scorned by the martial arts world!"

Ye Yuanchen nodded and said, "I will definitely keep my appointment on time."

Zhao Meng and his men then led their way away from the palace gates. Ye Yuanchen watched their departing figures, silently pondering his next move. He knew these martial arts practitioners wouldn't let him off easily, and this competition would undoubtedly be fraught with danger and challenge. But he didn't want to back down. He wanted to show these people that true medical skills weren't for gaining fame and fortune, but for saving lives.

Back at the Imperial Hospital, Ye Yuanchen told Mu Wanyue about it. Mu Wanyue, deeply worried, said, "Yuanchen, these martial arts practitioners are always ruthless. They definitely won't fight fairly. You can't go; it's too dangerous."

Ye Yuanchen gently held Mu Wanyue's hand and comforted her, "Wanyue, I know you mean well. But if I don't go, they won't let it go, and I can't lose my dignity and my belief in medicine. Don't worry, I'll be prepared, nothing will happen."

Looking into Ye Yuanchen's determined eyes, Mu Wanyue knew she couldn't dissuade him. She could only say, "Then I'll go with you. Although my medical skills aren't as good as yours, I can still help you out."

Ye Yuanchen felt a warmth in his heart and said gratefully, "Wanyue, with you by my side, I have more confidence. However, this competition may be very dangerous, so you must listen to me and protect yourself."

Over the next three days, Ye Yuanchen studied medical books day and night, organizing his knowledge and experience. He also consulted some veteran imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy about common ailments and treatments in the ancient martial arts world, just in case. At the same time, he did not forget to cultivate his internal energy; although his martial arts skills were not high, they could still play a certain role in self-protection in critical moments.

Three days later, Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue arrived at Qingfeng Temple outside the city, carrying some necessary medicinal herbs and medical equipment. A large number of martial arts practitioners had already gathered outside Qingfeng Temple, all there to watch the medical skills competition. Zhao Meng and the others smiled smugly upon seeing Ye Yuanchen's arrival.

"Kid, you actually dared to come! Today is your death day!" Zhao Meng said viciously.

Ye Yuanchen ignored his provocation and simply stood there quietly, waiting for the competition to begin.

The rules of the competition were simple: each side would choose a patient suffering from a serious illness, and whoever could cure the patient in the shortest time would be the winner. Zhao Meng first chose a man who had been bitten by a venomous snake. The man's wound had begun to fester, and the venom was spreading throughout his body; his condition was extremely critical.

Zhao Meng took out his medicine box, took out some herbs, and applied them to the man's wound. Then, he took out a silver needle, pricked the man's acupoints a few times, and began to circulate his internal energy to expel the poison. His technique was skillful, clearly indicating that he had some experience in treating snake venom.

Ye Yuanchen carefully observed Zhao Meng's treatment process, nodding inwardly. However, he also noticed some shortcomings in Zhao Meng's treatment method. He knew that this snake venom was extremely potent, and if the toxins were not completely removed, the patient could easily suffer long-term consequences.

When it was Ye Yuanchen's turn, he first had someone bring a basin of clean water, then cleaned the patient's wound. Next, he took out a sharp knife and made a few light cuts around the wound, removing the necrotic tissue. The patient screamed in pain, but Ye Yuanchen did not hesitate at all; his eyes were focused and resolute.

After removing the necrotic tissue, Ye Yuanchen sprinkled a specially prepared herbal powder onto the wound. This powder had extremely strong detoxifying and anti-inflammatory properties. Then, he used acupuncture to stimulate the patient's acupoints, promoting blood circulation and the elimination of toxins. At the same time, he also asked Mu Wanyue to help brew a bowl of medicinal soup for the patient to drink.

Under Ye Yuanchen's meticulous treatment, the patient's wounds gradually stopped festering, and his complexion began to improve. His breathing became steady, and he no longer struggled in pain as before. The surrounding martial arts practitioners couldn't help but gasp in amazement at this sight.

Zhao Meng was furious to see that Ye Yuanchen's treatment was more effective than his own. Unwilling to accept defeat, he hatched a plan. He secretly gave his subordinate a signal, who understood and, taking advantage of the others' inattention, quietly approached Ye Yuanchen's medicine chest, intending to tamper with his herbs.

Mu Wanyue had been keeping a close eye on her surroundings and discovered Zhao Meng's men's plot. Without hesitation, she rushed forward and stopped the man. "What do you want to do?" Mu Wanyue shouted.

Enraged that Mu Wanyue had seen through his scheme, the man reached out to strike her. Although Mu Wanyue knew some self-defense techniques, she was no match for him. Just as Mu Wanyue was about to be injured, Ye Yuanchen flashed to her side and blocked the man's attack.

"You dare to cheat in the competition? It's utterly shameless!" Ye Yuanchen said angrily.

Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, Zhao Meng no longer bothered to hide it. He shouted, "Hmph! You must die here today, or where will we, the people of the martial world, put our faces?" With that, he led his men to attack Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue.

Ye Yuanchen shielded Mu Wanyue behind him, knowing that a battle was inevitable. He took a deep breath, channeling his inner strength to prepare for the enemy's attack. Although the enemy outnumbered him, Ye Yuanchen showed no fear. He used his intelligence and agility to outmaneuver them.

During the battle, Ye Yuanchen discovered that although these martial arts practitioners outnumbered him, their teamwork was poor. He seized opportunities and exploited the enemy's weaknesses, repeatedly repelling their attacks. Mu Wanyue also attacked the enemy with stones and branches, relieving some of the pressure on Ye Yuanchen.

However, the enemy was far too numerous, and Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue gradually found themselves overwhelmed. Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly rang out. A group of soldiers rushed towards Qingfeng Temple. It turned out that Mu Wanyue had arranged for someone to notify the soldiers to come to their rescue if they encountered danger during the competition.

Zhao Meng and the others were terrified when they saw the soldiers arrive. They knew that if they were caught, they would surely meet a bad end. So they scattered and fled. Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief; they knew that the crisis had finally been temporarily averted.

After this incident, Ye Yuanchen's reputation in the martial arts world grew even stronger. However, he also knew that his grudges with the martial arts world were far from over. Those evil sects would certainly not let it go easily; they would seek opportunities to retaliate against him. He couldn't always be on the defensive, so he decided to take the initiative, investigate the forces behind these martial arts sects, expose their evil deeds, rid the martial arts world of this menace, and create a safe environment for practicing medicine for himself.