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“No, here is my prescription. Please have it prepared quickly. I want to take the medicine back to the training base. I might not have time to come back later,” Wen Xin said, handing a prescription to Zhuge Jingming.
Zhuge Jingming looked a bit troubled. “Little Uncle-Master, the pharmacy is closed. The Green Physician Sect is conducting assessments these two days, and everyone is attending. Can you wait a couple of days?”
As he spoke, Zhuge Jingming quickly handed over the medical book he had brought from the Green Physician Sect. “Little Uncle-Master, take a look at this medical book. It might help you. I glanced at it and found the contents quite good. Perhaps a different treatment approach could benefit you?”
Zhuge Jingming looked at Wen Xin with eager eyes, hoping she would try anything that might improve her health.
Seeing his enthusiasm, Wen Xin didn’t refuse. She took the medical book from him and casually flipped through it. As she read, she became more interested, pulling out her notebook to take notes.
By the time Wen Xin reached the last page of the book, it was already dark outside. She stretched lazily and noticed some words on the cover. Taking out her phone, she used the flashlight to examine the cover more closely. She found a line of text that was hard to see without careful inspection:
“This book is for medical researchers with a background in ancient martial arts. Without martial arts protection, usage is not allowed.”
After reading this, Wen Xin sighed, realizing she had wasted an afternoon on a book she couldn’t use. Now she understood why her master hadn’t shown her this book—it required a background in ancient martial arts.
“Little Uncle-Master, how do you find the book? I have prepared the herbs for you, so you can make your pills now,” Zhuge Jingming said, still hopeful.
Wen Xin smiled faintly and placed the book back in its box. “This book should be kept secret. It’s an ancient text from an ancient martial arts family. To use its contents, one must have learned ancient martial arts.”
Zhuge Jingming was surprised to hear this. He lowered his gaze, thinking for a moment before speaking. “Little Uncle-Master, our master was from an ancient martial arts family. Their medical skills were highly advanced. I once saw someone from an ancient martial arts family come to invite him back, but he refused.”
“After that, he never mentioned it again, and I never saw those people. Not even when he passed away.”
Wen Xin hadn’t expected this revelation. Recalling her master’s training methods and her own constitution, her eyes lit up.
“I remember when I first came to the Green Physician Sect, Master made me practice horse stance every morning and taught me self-defense techniques. Could it be that he was teaching me ancient martial arts?”
“But after he saved me, he stopped teaching me self-defense and hid some medical books…”
Wen Xin’s words were also a reminder to herself. Could she have practiced ancient martial arts as a child?
Zhuge Jingming’s eyes brightened as he listened. “Little Uncle-Master, I always thought your skills were due to the training you received in that place. But now, it seems that the martial arts Master taught you helped you endure such harsh conditions.”
“I remember Master lived to be over a hundred… That kind of longevity isn’t common.”
Zhuge Jingming realized that Master’s longevity might have been due to ancient martial arts, which were known for promoting long life. He had heard of an ancestor from an ancient martial arts family who lived for over three hundred years.
Wen Xin checked her pulse, wanting to see if there were any differences from a normal person. After a few minutes, she withdrew her fingers, noticing that her pulse seemed stronger than before.
“Let’s not dwell on the ancient martial arts family for now. Keep this book safe and don’t let anyone else know about it. When you return to the Green Physician Sect, look for any other medical texts about ancient martial arts training.”
Wen Xin recalled the scene when her master passed away. She hadn’t been there, but when she arrived, her master was already gone, clutching a key tightly in his hand…
Thinking of the key, Wen Xin’s eyes brightened. She had never considered its purpose, but now she wondered if there were hidden compartments or passages they hadn’t discovered.
Calming herself, Wen Xin decided not to share this with Zhuge Jingming to avoid burdening him with unnecessary trouble. It was not that she didn’t trust him; it was better for fewer people to know.
“By the way, the herbs you prepared won’t be needed. You can put them away. I have some other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now.”
Without giving Zhuge Jingming a chance to respond, Wen Xin grabbed her backpack and quickly left the clinic.
Zhuge Jingming watched her leave, wanting to tell her about the snacks his wife had prepared, but she was already gone.
Wen Xin walked to Mu Bei’s car, opened the door, and got in. “Take me to the Wen family.”
Mu Bei was surprised by her request and hesitated, looking confusedly into the rearview mirror.
Noticing his confusion, Wen Xin’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I said, take me to the Wen family. Didn’t you hear me?”