Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

The timing was just right. She returned to the young man, collected the silver needles in a unique order, and gave him a few more injections at the right time. After working for half a quarter of an hour, she finally collected all the silver needles, sterilized them with fire, and put them back into the needle bag one by one.

"Get up, it's all right now."

The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and said with some surprise, "I don't feel the pain anymore! Mr. Fang, am I already healed?"

Fang Han shook his head slightly and said, "How can it be that easy? This is just preliminary acupuncture to clear the stagnant Qi. If you want to feel better, you still need to take medicine for a while."

After that, he took out the bundle of medicine and whispered, "Boil this medicine in water and drink it. Take one dose every two days for a month, and it should be almost effective. When you've finished, come back and I'll check on you."

The young man was overjoyed, but then hesitantly asked, "Mr. Fang, how much are the consultation and medicine fees?"

Fang Han casually said a number, and the man seemed to be relieved. He took out some copper coins from his pocket and handed them to Fang Han.

Fang Han didn't hesitate and took it directly.

Li Ergou and other men were also quite happy. They said hello to Fang Han and left together. Before leaving, they kept expressing their gratitude.

Elder Zhen looked at Fang Han and said abruptly, "Your fee is quite cheap."

He could see that the copper coins collected were not without profit, but they were also extremely cheap.

I only charged some money for the medicine, and the consultation fee was almost nothing.

Fang Han smiled and said nothing.

Zhen Lao continued, "I misunderstood you earlier. I apologize."

After saying that, he bowed and apologized sincerely.

Fang Han stopped and said it was not necessary, and also invited Mr. Zhen to sit down and have a cup of tea.

The two chatted for a while.

Mr. Zhen calmly asked some questions about Fang Han's background, but Fang Han fooled him.

Elder Zhen was clearly somewhat skeptical, but he didn't ask any further questions. After some more casual conversation, he casually said, "You're so young, and your medical skills are clearly excellent. Could it be that you have inherited something from your family? Or perhaps learned from a famous teacher?"

Seeing Fang Han smiling but not saying anything, Zhen Lao sighed and said, "It's my fault for being so abrupt, please don't blame me, young man."

After saying this, he drank a sip of tea and stood up, saying, "If you have any problems in the future, you can come to my clinic to find me."

Fang Han bowed and thanked him.

Mr. Zhen walked away with his hands behind his back.

Fang Han looked at them for a while and thought to himself, "We can't be master and apprentice this time, but we can still be good neighbors, right?"

He was not an ungrateful person. The people of Lijia Village helped him a little and were willing to give back, let alone the old doctor who taught him medicine.

However, in terms of medical skills, Fang Han thought that he was no less skilled than Master Zhen, and was even much better.

If he said he wanted to become a disciple at this time, not to mention what Master Zhen would think, even if he put himself in his shoes, he would find it strange.

When others saw this, they also felt a sense of weirdness.

So it’s better to forget it, so as not to be misunderstood as having ulterior motives.

Just have more contact with them in daily life.

Without thinking any more, he turned back to the clinic and continued reading medical books.

Fang Han was leisurely strolling around, but he didn't know that Mr. Zhen, who had just left, was feeling confused and uncertain.

After walking about a hundred steps, he couldn't help but look back at the newly opened clinic, his expression changing slightly.

It’s not just because the young man’s medical skills are better than his.

What concerned him even more was that although the acupuncture techniques he used had some changes, if one looked closely, it was clearly the same as his.

Moreover, the series of observation, listening, questioning and palpation, as well as various techniques, all showed some vaguely familiar signs.

What is the origin of this kid?

Could it be that they really are...from the same school?

"Is it fate, or is it intentional?"

Old Zhen's eyes were dim. Logically speaking, he had kept his identity secret and settled down in Linshui City. He usually kept a low profile and should not have attracted any attention.

Is it really a coincidence?

But this is too coincidental!

It just so happened that a young man from the same school of thought came to Linshui City to settle down?

"Judging from the way this young man behaves, he shouldn't be from Junior Brother's side. Could he be from Senior Brother's side? That's not right. Although Senior Brother's temper has gradually improved, his judgment in selecting disciples is appalling. They are all sinister young men..."

"This young man doesn't look like that kind of mean person... Well, you can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart. There are so many people who are two-faced that I can't tell for sure at this moment."

Old Zhen's face was full of hesitation and his pace quickened. He did not return to the clinic, but went home to get paper and pen.

He quickly wrote a letter, sealed it, and asked a confidant to deliver it to a small town.

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Chapter Thirteen Lingsu

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In the territory of the Song Dynasty,

A small town at the foot of a mountain somewhere.

The small figure walked back with a basket on his back, came to a drug store, and exchanged the medicinal materials for some copper coins.

The owner of the drug store squinted his eyes and took a look. He saw a girl who looked like a teenager, with a dull complexion, slightly yellow hair, a very petite figure, and she was wearing a coarse linen skirt, which looked quite neat.

His appearance was not outstanding, but his eyes were bright and lively, making one forget the world.

The shopkeeper felt sorry for her when he saw her like this, but he silently lowered the price of the herbs and paid half the copper coins.

The little girl didn't seem to notice at all. She took the copper coins and turned away.

After buying some things in the town and walking around for a while, they were about to leave. When passing by a small village, the little girl seemed to look over there inadvertently.

There was a bolt on the side of the gate, tied with a small piece of rag.

The little girl's body trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on the small rag. Some emotions finally emerged in her calm eyes, but she quickly restrained them and left silently.

night......

A petite and slender black shadow landed in front of the village gate. Without opening the door, she just jumped lightly, used the wall for leverage twice, and then easily crossed the wall and landed inside the village.

He took out some candles to light up the room, looked carefully along the way, and finally found a letter in the mezzanine of one of the drawers.

The envelope clearly read: "Dear Brother Yichen"

Looking at the letter, the dark shadow seemed a little excited. He held it in his hand for a long time without making any movement. After a long time, he quietly put the letter into his arms, extinguished the candle, and disappeared into the night.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an ancient deserted residence with several houses.

The little girl lit the lamp, took out the letter from her arms, opened it and read it carefully.

After a while, he put down the letter.

Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she murmured to herself in a low voice: "Linshui County..."

He looked at the name mentioned in the letter again, and a hint of doubt and consideration flashed in his clear eyes.

In the end, it all turned into determination.

The next morning, the little girl packed her bags and left the place cautiously.

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Three months later.

Old Zhen looked at the petite girl in front of him with a stunned look on his face.

"Senior Brother, he actually..."

After being in a trance for a while, he came back to his senses and saw that his little nephew had a dull expression, with only sadness in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh: "Cheng Lingsu, Lingshu, Suwen... It seems that my senior brother thinks highly of you. You have been... Alas!"

Although he didn't know what she had been like in the past few years, it was really not easy for a young girl to survive on her own. Looking at her gloomy face and slightly dry and yellow hair, he knew that her life must not be very good.

After a few words of comfort, Zhen Lao sighed and said, "I sent this letter over with the intention of verifying the facts. I never expected that Senior Brother had passed away... two years ago, and I, as his junior brother, was completely unaware of it."

Cheng Lingsu pursed her lips and whispered, "Master once said that Uncle Zhen is a very kind and benevolent person. In the early years, he did not want to get involved in the affairs of the sect, so he avoided it and lived in seclusion. He also did not want to disturb you because of this."

Upon hearing this, Master Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard for him to think like this..."

"Why did he change his Dharma name again? I remember when he first became a monk, he was called 'Da Chen', but later for some reason he changed it to 'Yi Chen'. Now, he's changed it to 'Wu Chen'? Ha, that's really weird."

When Cheng Lingsu mentioned this, he smiled slightly and said softly, "Master said that this Dharma name represents his cultivation. When he first became a monk, he had a hot temper, so he was called 'Da Chen'. Later, as he gradually cultivated his character, he was called 'Yi Chen'. When he accepted a disciple, he changed 'Yi Chen' to 'Wei Chen'. A few years ago, he thought he had achieved success in his cultivation, so he became 'Wu Chen'."

Master Zhen shook his head and laughed, "When we were both students, I couldn't stand his violent temper. I never thought he would change even when he was old. It's a pity I didn't get to see him again."

After saying this, his expression became slightly dazed again, as if he was reminiscing.

Cheng Lingsu did not say anything to interrupt, but lowered her head secretly, occasionally glancing at the changes in Zhen Lao's expression, and felt a little relieved.

After reminiscing for a moment, Zhen Lao came back to his senses and said to Cheng Lingsu apologetically: "When you get old, it's always like this. Please don't mind it."

Cheng Lingsu shook her head, indicating that she didn't care.

Elder Zhen stroked his beard, looked at Cheng Lingsu, and said after a long pause, "Besides you and me, who else knew about our senior brother's passing?"

Cheng Lingsu said, "My fellow brothers and sisters don't know. But Uncle Shi seems to have guessed it and has gathered all the forces in Yaowang Manor under his command."

Upon hearing this, Master Zhen frowned, "No wonder you're like this... You must have suffered a lot. Well, Junior Brother Shi is cruel and cunning. How can a weak girl like you fight him?"

Poor nephew, he is so young and without the protection of his senior brother, he must be unable to move. He is so pale and thin from hunger, which really makes people feel bad.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly to show that she understood.

And as smart as she was, she could hear the fear in Master Zhen's words.

It was obvious that he didn't want to deal with Uncle Shi.

Cheng Lingsu didn't say much about this.

Master Zhen clearly didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked, "Since you are Senior Brother's last disciple, you must be familiar with his disciples, right? Is there a disciple named 'Fang Han'?"

Cheng Lingsu had also learned some information from the letters earlier. She knew that Master Uncle Zhen had met someone who seemed to be from the same sect. The letter was also for verification, and she couldn't help but think about it.

With bright eyes, he shook his head slightly and said, "No, I have never heard Master mention it. I only know that Master had three disciples before me: Brother Murong, Brother Jiang, and Sister Xue."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Lao looked puzzled: "Is that so? That's really strange..."

Cheng Lingsu pondered for a moment and guessed, "Master wouldn't have concealed this from me. If he wasn't Master's disciple, then Uncle Zhen wouldn't have recognized him. Perhaps... he was Uncle Shi's disciple?"

Elder Zhen shook his head. "Unlikely. Fang Han is a kindhearted man, known for his kindness and generosity. But Junior Brother Shi... I won't hide it from you, he's not a good person. He's ruthless, treacherous, and extremely vicious. He was partly responsible for my departure. How could such a man teach such a kind doctor?"

Hearing this, Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly and said, "I see, it's my nephew who is mistaken."

Old Zhen still felt very confused. Since none of the three brothers were from the same sect, then where did this young man Han inherit his medical skills from?

It can't just appear out of nowhere, right?

He never imagined that Fang Han's medical skills came from him...

Feeling uncomfortable for a moment, Zhen Lao sighed and put it aside for the time being. He asked Cheng Lingsu, "Although your master and I have had conflicts in the past, they were just some minor quarrels of pride. You are his last disciple, so no matter what, I will take care of you."

He continued, "But after all, I'm not as skilled in medicine as your master, nor have I earned the huge fortune of Yaowang Manor like him. I only have this little piece of land. Are you willing to stay?"

Cheng Lingsu's eyes were slightly red, and she lowered her head and knelt down and said, "Lingsu thanks Uncle Zhen for taking her in."

"Okay, okay! Get up, get up!"

When Old Zhen saw the little girl, whose face was pale and thin, he felt more and more sorry for her.

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Chapter 14: First Meeting

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Fang's Medical Clinic.

Fang Han handed a few packets of medicine to the middle-aged woman in front of him and took the money.