At this moment, they understood that saying: "Listening to a wise man's words is better than reading for ten years." Xiaoyao's words made them understand many things they hadn't understood before. Some matters suddenly became clear, and they felt enlightened.

By this time, they already understood that Xiaoyao's medical skills were even more brilliant than they had imagined—not on the same level as them at all, at a level they couldn't even see.

Their hope now was that Xiaoyao could come here every day...

However, Xiaoyao was just making a guest appearance. After tomorrow, he wouldn't come here again—under normal circumstances, that is!

"Everyone, time's up. I'm leaving first. Goodbye!"

When it was time to get off work, Xiaoyao was precise to the minute. He directly got up and left. No matter how much those clinic physicians tried to persuade him to stay, he showed no intention of remaining. When he said he was leaving, he left, leaving those clinic physicians with sounds of regret.

The next day, when Zhen'er woke up, she found Xiaoyao still seemed to be resting. Yesterday Xiaoyao had apparently wandered the night market for a long time and was even scolded by Lingling when he returned.

Zhen'er didn't feel right asking Xiaoyao how yesterday went, so she went to work first. When she arrived at Rejuvenation Hall, she found something seemed off. Everyone was looking at her with strange eyes that made her feel uncomfortable.

"Doctor Zhen'er, who was that person who substituted for you yesterday?"

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"That person yesterday? That's my big brother." Zhen'er was somewhat puzzled. "Did he do something wrong? I apologize to everyone here on his behalf."

Suddenly this reaction—could it be that he made some mistake here and that's why everyone was acting this way?

How could he have done anything wrong? If anyone was wrong, it was us...

"No, no, he didn't do anything wrong... What kind of brother is he to you?"

There were many kinds of brothers—real brothers, sworn brothers, cousin brothers, and lover brothers, etc.!

"A brother is just a brother. What other kinds of brothers are there?" Zhen'er was a bit confused.

"A real brother?"

"Of course. What's wrong?" Zhen'er asked with some confusion. Why was everyone acting so strange?

"So he's Zhen'er's brother."

"Didn't I say from the beginning that he's my brother? What's wrong with all of you?" Zhen'er said irritably. Why were these people being so unclear? Now they were saying he was a brother—he was one from the start!

"Your brother's medical skills are very advanced. Do you know where he learned them?"

"Advanced medical skills? You're not joking, are you?" Zhen'er was very doubtful. Even now she didn't think Xiaoyao had much medical skill. He might know a little, since he was someone who cultivated the Divine Farmer's Art—people like that generally learned a bit.

But to say his medical skills were brilliant felt somewhat incredible.

"No way, Doctor Zhen'er. You don't know about your brother's medical skills? Yesterday he saved someone here that everyone thought was dead."

"What situation?" Zhen'er had trouble processing this information.

After Zhen'er heard the whole story, she wasn't too surprised and said, "This isn't much. He cultivates the Divine Farmer's Art—this kind of thing is exactly within his range of abilities."

People who cultivated the Divine Farmer's Art were most suitable for treating wounded patients like this, much more powerful than ordinary physicians. This was commonly acknowledged.

"So he cultivates the Divine Farmer's Art. Thinking about it, this isn't strange either. Medical skills plus the Divine Farmer's Art would be even more perfect. Doctor Zhen'er, you seem unaware of your brother's medical skill level. Let me tell you something—yesterday your brother treated and prescribed for over a hundred patients here."

"Over a hundred—that doesn't seem like much. I usually have that many, sometimes even more." Zhen'er didn't find it strange because she was thinking of a whole day. If she knew the time Xiaoyao had used, she wouldn't think this way.

"It's different from us. We work a whole day—he only started seeing patients in the last half hour because no one believed he had medical skills before, just like you now. Ah, how shameful."

"The last half hour? How is that possible?" When Zhen'er heard this, she looked like she didn't believe it.

"It's true, just the last half hour, and moreover..." Everyone explained yesterday's situation, leaving Zhen'er speechless for a long time.

"Are you all conspiring to trick me? How could he possibly have such brilliant medical skills..." Zhen'er expressed disbelief. Are you playing some prank game today?

"No, not a bit of falsehood. Zhen'er, what's your brother's background? I don't seem to have heard you mention having a brother before."

"He was recently acknowledged back by my father—another of my father's illegitimate sons. We haven't been together for many days. I also didn't expect he really had such brilliant medical skills. So what he said before was all true?" Zhen'er said. At this moment she recalled Xiaoyao's words. Back then she had thought Xiaoyao was bragging, but now it seemed this was fact.

What exactly was his background? Not only could he casually produce one hundred thousand taels, but he also had such brilliant medical skills. Plus he might also have very advanced sword forging and pill refining skills. At this moment, she had to start suspecting that Xiaoyao might really know sword forging and pill refining, unlike before when she thought Xiaoyao was just bragging.

If he really knew all these things, what had he done before? This made Zhen'er very suspicious.

"What's true, Doctor Zhen'er?"

"Nothing, nothing. Let's get to work." Zhen'er didn't say anything more and began treating patients. Although these patients would also love to be seen by Xiaoyao, they didn't mind Zhen'er—as long as someone could cure them, that was enough.

At the same time, they also knew that medical skills like Xiaoyao's would be hard to encounter again. They didn't have serious illnesses, so there was no need to seek out such a divine doctor.

"Doctor Zhen'er, could you please ask your brother to sit in our clinic for a few days?"

"I can ask, but he probably won't have time—he has many things to busy himself with." Zhen'er replied. Xiaoyao was always appearing and disappearing like a dragon. Last night she had waited but didn't see him.

She also knew that Xiaoyao was recently starting pill refining work and definitely wouldn't have time.

"Good, you must remember to ask. I really envy you having such a good brother whom you can consult anytime."

Consult? Right! If his medical skills are so advanced, I can have him teach me. These people just want him to teach a bit—how did I not think of this point?

Zhen'er seemed to suddenly understand and felt she should seek Xiaoyao tonight to ask for medical instruction.

However, when Zhen'er returned home, she found Xiaoyao had said he was in seclusion—secluded cultivation for pill refining because Big Sister had prepared the materials he wanted.

The seclusion time was undetermined, supposedly for several days. This made Zhen'er frequently ask her sisters over the next few days whether Xiaoyao had come out of seclusion.

It was dinner time again, and Zhen'er asked once more.

"I say, Zhen'er, why have you been constantly asking about Fourth Brother these past few days? Since when have you two had such good feelings?" Luo Lingyu asked somewhat strangely.

"It's not about good feelings—recently too many people have been asking about him, and I also want to ask him about some things." Zhen'er said.

"What things? Why are people asking about him?" Lingling asked curiously. She now seemed to have the best relationship with Xiaoyao among everyone here. She had not only received a sword forged by Xiaoyao but also often cultivated with him at night.

"He substituted for me at the clinic that day..."

"What what? Did he cause trouble and smash your Rejuvenation Hall's signboard?" Lingling directly interrupted Zhen'er's words, looking very excited, as if Xiaoyao doing this would be normal.

"If he had really caused trouble, we would all know about it. Besides, who would still ask about him like this?" Luo Lingyu said.

"Right, he didn't cause trouble—on the contrary, he did very well. He saved someone who had already stopped breathing, and in half an hour he treated and prescribed for over a hundred patients. Those prescriptions were all exquisitely wonderful—the medicine combinations were so clever they made people sigh in admiration. Now the prescriptions he wrote are being fought over by all the major medicine halls, transformed from worthless waste paper into precious treasures worth a thousand gold." Zhen'er said with eyes full of admiration. Regardless of Xiaoyao's identity, she would admire his medical skills. Adding that Xiaoyao was her brother, this admiration included more pride.

"What? Could it be that the young divine doctor the city has been talking about these past few days is him?" Luo Lingyu was stunned. This matter had already spread, and although they didn't know who the protagonist was, everyone knew there was such a young divine doctor with superb medical skills that surpassed any divine doctor.

"Big Sister, don't joke around. How could someone like him possibly..." Lingling said disdainfully. She felt Xiaoyao absolutely didn't have this ability. Young divine doctor—this must be talking about someone else.

"Yes, it's him." Zhen'er nodded.

"..." Lingling fell silent. Could it really be true? How was it possible? He didn't look like it at all.

"I didn't expect this Fourth Brother to have skills in this area too. It's a bit incredible. But thinking carefully, he originally cultivates the Divine Farmer's Art—having such brilliant medical skills wouldn't be a waste." Luo Lingyu said. She quickly calmed down from her shock and began analyzing the reasonableness of the situation.

"He's now refining pills again. I wonder what kind of pills he'll refine. He said he'd give me some." Lingling suddenly became expectant. Since Xiaoyao's medical skills were so advanced, his pill refining skills should also be very high. He might be able to refine those pills she wanted.

"That's unknown. Based on the materials he gave me, it seems he can prepare many kinds. But if these materials can be used, they should all be very high-level. If he refines them, you should benefit endlessly." Luo Lingyu said. At this moment she also had some expectations for Xiaoyao.

(End of Chapter)