Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 894: A Gathering of Heroes in Baicao Valley (7K4)

Three not seen.

Three no medical treatments.

Bai Yu thought for a moment and asked, "Are these rules really that strict?"

Jin Fugui waved his hand and said, "It's not strict. The real strictness is that many people can't even get in through this door. Medical Saint Hou Mo can't cure everyone. In the final analysis, you either have power or money."

Huang Qiyun said calmly: "So it's actually the Four No Doctors... Common people don't get treated?"

Jin Fugui nodded, "After all, there is only one medical saint, and his energy is limited. It is said that the reason he came to Baicao Valley is to compile a book that combines his life's medical knowledge, called "Hou Mo Medical Classics". He started writing it three years ago, and it is likely that he has already completed half of it... While writing the medical classics, he also has to treat dignitaries, so how can he have time to open a clinic?"

At this point, he asked curiously, "Brother Bai, did you hear that the Medical Saint is here? If you don't have proof, you probably won't be able to get in."

Bai Yu asked calmly: "If I can't get in, do you have a solution?"

"I, Jin Fugui, have nothing but money. If you don't have an appointment and a receipt, you need to pay one thousand taels of gold each time." Jin Fugui patted his chest and said, "I'll pay for this little money!"

"So what do I need to do for you?"

One thousand taels of gold is not a small amount.

“Well…” Jin Fugui clasped his fists and said, “I hope Brother Bai can protect me in Baicao Valley.”

"What does this mean?" Huang Qiyun frowned and asked, "This is a place to treat illnesses and save lives. Is there any danger?"

"It's hard to say." Jin Fugui sighed, "The Medical Saint has a strange temper. Besides, there are quite a lot of people coming for follow-up visits this time. I am also worried... Although I am a junior master, how can this level of cultivation be enough before I can be canonized as a saint?"

"I am also a patient. You think too highly of me." Bai Yu pointed at his pale face and said, "Do you think I can protect your safety?"

Jin Fugui smiled and said, "I am quite good at judging people."

"Since you know the danger, why do you have to go in this time? Isn't it the same to wait for the next follow-up visit?" Bai Yu saw that his face was ruddy: "Your illness should be just an ordinary chronic disease, why are you so anxious?"

"Well..." Jin Fugui said with an embarrassed expression, "I am nearly 40 years old but still have no children. Although I have taken good care of myself in the past three years, my wives and concubines at home still can't get pregnant. I am very anxious. If I miss the follow-up visit this time, I will have to wait another three months. Without an heir, my status in the family is getting lower and lower. Even my wife often makes chicken pot for me, but every time at the dinner table she always sighs and says that the rooster crows but doesn't lay eggs. My old face..."

Jin Fugui clenched his fists after revealing his weakness: "I am extremely anxious and cannot afford to delay any longer."

It turned out to be infertility...but this disease has not been cured for three consecutive years?

Bai Yu began to doubt the level of this medical saint.

Of course, it may also be that the other party is not good at treating men's diseases.

But he could understand that people of this era attached great importance to their offspring, especially large families, which definitely needed a legitimate eldest son. If the wife could not give birth to a son, she might be divorced.

Huang Qiyun crossed his arms and said calmly, "Of course we have the credentials to go in, so we don't need your 1,000 taels of gold."

"Oh, I see." Jin Fugui felt a little regretful.

"But it's not that I can't help you." Bai Yu changed the subject: "Tell me about the situation on the other two sides, including the origin of the carriage. If you can explain it clearly, I can help you once."

Jin Fugui agreed immediately: "That's great."

He patted his chest and said, "Jin has nothing else but money and a lot of friends. He can be said to have friends all over the world. He is well-informed about this."

"Let's talk about the one in front first... the red-robed Diao Si, who is most likely Yang Zheng, one of the ten great men of Da Xia in the previous generation."

"He became famous fifty years ago as a master of the Imperial Palace. He traveled with the old emperor, who was then the crown prince. During a battle, he killed Li Kui. After that, Li Kui remained in his hands for more than thirty years. It was not until more than ten years ago that he took the initiative to pass the title of the leader to his adopted son."

"Yang Zheng is the Diao Si of the two dynasties. To be able to be looked after by him personally, one must be of noble status. I think only the Ninth Princess has this qualification in Da Xia now."

"She is the most noble princess currently, born to the Queen...but the Queen was already fifty years old when she gave birth to her."

"As the youngest daughter, the Ninth Princess was loved by the Emperor and the Empress. However, because the Empress was older, she was born with a defect and was predicted not to live past the age of 20."

Bai Yu said, "Twenty? Then how old is she this year?"

"She should be only fourteen years old now, right?" Jin Fugui calculated the age. "The Ninth Princess has been living in seclusion in the palace for many years. This time, she should have been brought out by Yang Zheng to see a doctor. Let's not offend her and let her see the doctor first."

"Turns out it was her..." Huang Qiyun said to himself.

"Do you know him?" Bai Yu asked in a voice transmission.

"I don't know him. I heard about him when I was traveling around the world. In order to cure her illness, the emperor collected all kinds of rare medicinal materials from all over the world." Huang Qiyun replied, "I was lucky enough to pick up a good-looking Polygonum multiflorum. After offering it, I received a lot of reward money. Without this money, I would either starve to death on the roadside or become a robber and thief... Maybe I should thank this ninth princess."

There was no emotion in her tone.

But Bai Yu could see that her tone did not sound like gratitude, but rather scrutiny... It was not clear what information he was hiding at the moment, so he would ask later.

"What are the origins of those people over there?" Bai Yu pointed at a group of people with a lower presence nearby.

"They... they're not here to see a doctor." Jin Fugui shook his head and smiled: "They're here to check out the location and queue up for others."

"..."

Ah... there are scalper businesses in this era?

Bai Yu was speechless for a few seconds.

"There are people doing all kinds of business. There are always people who take money and help people get rid of disasters. Among them, there is a profession called 'Disaster Relief Gentleman', who specializes in taking money to send people to die." Jin Fugui explained: "The three people are dressed like gangsters. They came here without saying a word. It is obvious that they have been paid to wait for others."

Huang Qiyun was not surprised: "I thought you could guess who they were queuing for."

"Sister-in-law, what you said is a bit hard to ask of others." Jin Fugui said with difficulty.

"Don't make things difficult for me." Bai Yu patted the back of her hand and asked, "Do you care about this group of people?"

"I just think... people in this industry have no logic in their behavior. It all depends on what the sponsor behind them wants them to do." Huang Qiyun gave Jin Fugui a look: "You are so rich, why not let them protect you?"

"Once you take the money, you have to follow the rules. You can't switch to someone else's team." Jin Fugui pondered, "But what my sister-in-law said is also very true. We should try to stay away from them. I hope this group of people are just here to get medicine and see a doctor. It's best if they don't have any bad intentions."

The following conversation became pure small talk.

It's getting late.

Yang Zheng glanced at the increasingly dark sky. After confirming the time, he walked to the door and knocked heavily on the gate of the villa. The sound of metal colliding echoed, attracting the attention of everyone around.

The knocking on the door continued for a quarter of an hour.

Just as Diao Si lost his patience, the door was opened.

The first thing that catches your eye is a yellow lantern. A young woman is standing at the door holding a lantern in her hand. She is standing there alone, with neither servants nor maids following her. The way she is dressed, she looks like a lady from a wealthy family.

The young woman's eyes calmly scanned the crowd, first landing on the red-robed Diao Si in front of her, and she said calmly: "The fifth rule of Baicao Villa... those who are neither male nor female cannot be treated."

Yang Zheng's eyes twitched slightly, and then he saluted and said, "It's not me who came to see the doctor, but the nobleman in the carriage!"

"It doesn't matter who you are. Those who come to seek treatment need to bring a receipt or a thousand taels of medical fee... Are you ready?"

"It's ready, it's ready." Jin Fugui walked a few steps closer with a smile, stopped twenty steps away from the carriage, bowed and said, "Long time no see, Miss Hou Mo, you are still as beautiful as ever."

He turned sideways and said, "Brother Bai, let me introduce you to this Miss Hou Mo. She is the only daughter of the Medical Saint and also a medical prodigy!"

"So you are the shopkeeper Jin. Even if you are sweet-talking, the consultation fee cannot be reduced by a cent." Hou Molan stretched out his hand: "Hand over the receipts and the consultation fee."

Yang Zheng took out a jade pendant and handed it over, and Jin Fugui paid money.

Huang Qiyun took out the token and threw it over, and the remaining three people also handed in their credentials.

"Hmm... not bad. They all follow the rules. No one makes trouble. It saves me a lot of trouble."

Hou Molan put down the lantern, took a step back, stepped over the threshold, and gently patted the table beside him.

"I'll tell you two things next."

"First of all, only two people can enter Baicao Villa, the patient and the caregiver, and they can only stay for a week."

"The second thing is that everyone who enters Baicao Villa needs to have their blood tested."

Jin Fugui was slightly stunned, and asked curiously: "Is this blood test rule new?"

"It's newly added." Hou Molan said calmly, "It's to prevent drug makers from pretending to be here and breaking the rules of the villa; it can also verify the identity and check the patient's condition in advance... If you don't want to, just leave."

Her expression was as calm as a logical and methodical machine: "Who goes first?"

"I'll go first." Jin Fugui took his concubine over and pierced his fingertips with a needle to let the blood drip into the bowl of blue solvent, and nothing happened.

Hou Molan took a look and said calmly, "Come in and wait aside. Next one."

Then it was the turn of the two people in line.

Both of them were dressed like chivalrous knights, looked tired and taciturn, but their brows were very similar, so they must be twins.

After bloodletting, nothing unusual was found.

"Next person."

"I'll go first."

Huang Qiyun picked up a silver needle and pierced his fingertips. Blood dripped into the blue solvent. At this time, some strange colors appeared, and the blue solvent in the bowl turned light red.

She looked at Hou Molan: "What does this mean?"

"It's nothing, you can go in now." Hou Molan didn't explain: "Next."

It was Bai Yu's turn. He released a drop of blood, and as soon as it fell into the blue solvent, white smoke immediately floated up in the solvent, just like a block of sodium being thrown into the water, bursting out with high temperature, or like throwing a handful of bait into a koi pond, causing countless carps to scramble and roll over.

Bai Yu looked down at the bowl and coughed awkwardly: "Well... maybe the periodic table in my recipe covers a wider range."

Hou Molan narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of strangeness. He picked up the boiling cup of solvent and examined it for a moment before saying, "You are still alive. You can run, jump, and breathe... You have a very strong vitality."

"what?"

"You've been poisoned. There are at least a dozen kinds of poison. They're spreading throughout your body. We can even find the young insects in your blood." Hou Molan put down the cup, and his tone was a little more curious. "Theoretically, these poisons should have attacked your heart and invaded your brain. You should have died from the poison, or your brain should have been damaged by the poison and you should have become a fool... How did you survive until now?"

Bai Yu did not answer but asked, "Can it be cured?"

"can."

"Don't you suspect that I'm the one who made and took the poison?"

"No matter how stupid a poison maker is, he would not use himself as an experimental material. And a person who takes poison would not take so many poisons at the same time. That would be courting death... If they were courting death, they would not come here." Hou Molan waved his hand calmly: "Go in... Next one."

When it was Yang Diaosi's turn, his blood also triggered some reactions, and the solvent turned orange.

Behind him was a very small girl wearing a cloak. Her face could not be seen clearly, and the hand extending from under her sleeve was very small, which was consistent with what Jin Fugui had said, that she was fourteen years old.

The fingertip was pierced and blood dripped into the blue solvent, which also turned pink.

Hou Molan nodded: "Let's go in... Is this all the people here?"

She turned around, picked up the lantern, and was about to close the main gate of the villa.

Suddenly, a figure came rushing over, and a large gun was thrown over, landing in front of the door and sinking into the ground.

Yang Zheng immediately protected the nobleman behind him, blocking the fierce whistling wind: "Who dares to cause trouble here!"

The fierce wind blew past, and everyone reacted differently.

Jin Fugui retreated directly, while Huang Qiyun blocked Bai Yu with one hand. His eyes fell on the spear, and he felt that it looked familiar.

Bai Yu glanced to the side, and although it was only a fleeting glimpse, he saw half of the Ninth Princess's face under the gray robe blown by the wind...

Boom, boom—!
A figure rushed across the valley, ran quickly and then stopped suddenly, landing in front of the villa.

One hand grasped the big gun that was stabbed into the ground, and the man holding the gun saluted and said, "Mr. Wu is a step late, I hope Miss Hou Mo will not close the door in a hurry!"

"It turned out to be the Wu family's spear master." Hou Molan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I was wondering who was being so arrogant in front of Baicao Villa."

"The Wu family's spear master..." Jin Fugui said in surprise, "He's here too."

Bai Yu and Huang Qiyun said nothing and quietly retreated behind the crowd.

"Why is he here?" Huang Qiyun asked in a voice transmission.

"Maybe it's because I hurt him."

"What should we do later? He will definitely recognize us." Huang Qiyun continued to transmit: "How about we strike first?"

"Let's see what the situation is," Bai Yu shook his head and said, "He is also injured now, so the situation may not be that bad." Facing Hou Molan's reprimand, the Wu family spear leader did not dare to be rude.

"How dare I? I was in a hurry and had no choice but to do it."

Wu Qiang Kui clasped his fists, then covered his chest with his hands, and said with a pale face: "I hope the Medical Saint can treat us two."

At this time, others saw that there was a girl lying on Wu Qiangkui's back: "This is my niece, she was born weak and got sick suddenly, so I..."

"You can save people, but the rules are still the rules. To treat two people, you need to charge a thousand gold coins or two receipts."

"Here is the token, and here is the banknote." The gun leader immediately handed it over.

"Well... let's do a blood test first." Hou Molan took out two cups from the drawer under the table and poured blue solution into them.

The gun master verified it by dropping blood, and found nothing wrong, the color did not change.

When his niece's blood was tested, it turned pink again.

Jin Fugui whispered, "Does this pink represent women?"

"That's not right, Master." The concubine whispered, "When I checked, there was no change."

"Maybe..." Jin Fugui hadn't finished his guess when he saw Hou Molan picking up the lantern.

She said calmly, "Close the door and follow me to my residence."

No one had any objections.

After entering the villa, Wu Qiangkui finally breathed a sigh of relief. His attention shifted to the surroundings and he saw someone approaching him.

When he turned around and saw the other person's face clearly, his eyes widened in shock and he almost dropped the spear in his hand.

Bai Yu held his shoulders, suppressing his instinctive counterattack: "I hope you are okay."

"You..." The Wu family spear master glanced at Huang Qiyun who was supporting Bai Yu, and his expression changed dramatically: "How could you--!"

"Calm down, why are you screaming so loudly?" Bai Yu patted his shoulder: "Lift your hips, tighten your abdomen, hold your breath... Come on, take a deep breath with me, inhale... exhale."

The Wu family's spear leader was being stared at closely by two canonized saints, and he had no intention of resisting. He knew Bai Yu's strength, so he was cautious.

After some unknown psychological process, he asked through voice transmission: "You... came here on purpose to block me?!"

"Just you?" Huang Qiyun laughed at him directly: "You are not worthy."

When the Wu family spear leader heard this, he was furious at first, but after a brief moment of annoyance, he calmed down and asked, "Are you also here to seek treatment from the Medical Saint?"

"I guess so." Bai Yu said, "Wu Jue Weng insisted on exchanging one for one with me, and then he went down, and I didn't go down yet."

"I see." The Wu family spear master glanced at Bai Yu and said, "You are seriously injured as well."

"But I'm still in my prime, so it won't be difficult to kill you." Huang Qiyun said calmly.

"Humph!" The Gun Master did not refute this point, but avoided the point and said: "But you didn't do it, it seems that someone at the scene makes you feel afraid... Besides, if you do it here, no one will be able to treat the illness or the injury!"

"You reacted quickly." Bai Yu nodded and explained the interests involved: "I am here to treat the disease, but if our identities are exposed, we can only escape at all costs. It won't be difficult to take off your head during this time."

"So, what do you want to say?"

"How about we maintain a good relationship with each other during the treatment?" Bai Yu pointed at the woman on his back: "This way, the safety of your family can also be guaranteed."

"Are you threatening me?" The Wu family spear master tightly grasped the Shuohan spear: "I am the martial arts master of the world. I have been in the martial arts world for decades. I have a strong character. How can I be deceived by you and protect the devil!"

Did the talks break down?

Huang Qiyun is ready to take action.

However, the Wu family spear leader suddenly shook off Bai Yu's right arm, walked away in front of everyone, and said coldly: "You are not worthy of being a partner! Wu and you are strangers, so don't try to get close to me in the future!"

Huang Qiyun: "..."

What a strong and valiant man Wu Qiang is, he is not worthy of being a partner in the conspiracy with Bai Qiuhuang.

"The mouth is much harder than the bones," she commented.

"Compromise is a good thing." Bai Yu felt that there were already enough troubles.

His main goal was to develop a relationship with Huang Qiyun, not to come here to fight and kill.

Hou Molan didn't care what happened next and led the group to two villas. The two villas shared a courtyard with a wall in the middle, forming a Chinese character "囬" when viewed from the air.

"There are eight guest rooms here... You can each have one room, or two people can share a room. It's up to you to decide."

Jin Fugui said, "I only need one room. The one in the southeast corner is good."

"We only need one room." Huang Qiyun said first, "The one on the east side."

The gun master is here, and she is obviously worried.

Without waiting for the rest of the people to be assigned a room, Huang Qiyun pulled Bai Yu into the guest room. After entering the room, he waved his hand to close all the doors and windows.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Bai Yu asked.

"Of course I'm anxious." Huang Qiyun said, "There's something strange here."

"Oh? What's weird?"

"That's it..." Huang Qiyun frowned, "I can't really explain it, but I always have this feeling. This Baicao Villa is not normal. So many people came this time. What if my identity is exposed? The Wu family spear leader cannot be trusted. He has a grudge against us and will definitely find a way to take revenge. What if they unite..."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to unite." Bai Yu shook his head: "What can the spear leader use to unite with others? He doesn't even know who the others are... The only threat is that Diao Si, but his true identity may not be Yang Zheng."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice? What are the rules of Baicao Villa?"

"Three times you don't see me, three times you don't treat me?"

"That's right, those who have been canonized are not allowed to see the saints, and those who are neither male nor female are not allowed to treat the disease..." Bai Yu said, "So if that was Yang Zheng, who won the title of the strongest warrior decades ago, he would not have been able to enter Baicao Villa, but Hou Molan did not stop him from coming in."

Huang Qiyun was surprised and said, "That makes sense. She didn't even check everyone's cultivation. Maybe the rule of not being able to see the saints was just for outsiders to hear?"

"That's not clear. Anyway, the Gun Master won't be able to find anyone to cooperate with here. Everyone who has entered the villa now has a secret. As long as he doesn't go crazy and say something he shouldn't, we will be safe." Bai Yu held the back of her hand: "Don't worry, even if something happens, I'm here."

Huang Qiyun pulled his hand back: "Are you really used to taking advantage of others?"

"You will be my wife sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later." Bai Yu shamelessly teased, "Are you still shy now?"

"I'm a female devil. Do you think I will live a peaceful life with you?" Huang Qiyun said coldly: "I'm just repaying a favor. After curing your illness, I will eventually ascend to the Phoenix Terrace!"

"Before that, I will try my best to change your mind." Bai Yu also said seriously: "Hatred may be important, but a person's life cannot be filled with only hatred."

"If you keep talking nonsense, you will sleep on the floor tonight!" Huang Qiyun stomped his feet to interrupt the spell, his eyes as fierce as a female Tyrannosaurus Rex with a magic cloak brand whose ancestral home is Sichuan and Chongqing.

Bai Yu had no choice but to shut up.

It's the Nth day that I miss Qixia.

……

In the guest room.

Jin Fugui held his beautiful concubine in his arms and slowly took out a string of Buddhist beads and placed them on the table.

"No one else can overhear what I say next."

"Master, do you really want to do this?"

"This Houmo family is just seeking fame and reputation. I have spent half of my family wealth in the past three years, but I still can't cure this disease. What a bullshit medical saint, do you really think I am a fool who can just shake some gold coins and explode them at will!" Jin Fugui's smile was full of suppressed anger: "I will definitely get this debt back doubled!"

……

In another guest room.

The two people in the queue were looking at each other.

"I've come in, but when will we take action?"

"Tonight after midnight... wait for the pangolin first."

"We don't have much time. There are many people here, so we have to be careful with our movements."

"Don't worry, Boss. As long as we finish this deal, we won't have to worry about money for the rest of our lives."

……

In the guest room next door.

"I'm sorry for scaring Your Highness just now." Yang Diaosi bent down and begged for mercy.

"No problem." The cloak was taken off, revealing a beautiful face. The Ninth Princess shook her head and said, "My identity cannot be concealed anyway... I didn't expect Hou Molan to not make things difficult for you. Did Yang Diao Si inform him in advance?"

“I don’t know either.” Yang Zheng said, “Originally, I had already prepared to temporarily seal my Qi Sea and cultivation.”

"The imperial physician said that the one who saved my life from the bloody clothes case was the Medical Saint himself. He is fully capable of extending my life for another ten years, so the palace has sent him countless rare medicinal herbs over the years."

The Ninth Princess gently stroked her neck, which was wrapped in red gauze. "Why do I have to go on this trip myself?"

She said to herself, "Yang Diao Si, I am a little uneasy... Those people outside make me a little scared."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm here and I won't let those people hurt a hair on your head!" Yang Diaosi knelt down and saluted.

"That handsome man." The Ninth Princess bit her nails gently. "His eyes make me uncomfortable. You have to be careful. If you have a chance, drive him out."

"Yes."

"And the woman next to him, have I seen her... somewhere before?"

"Your Highness?"

"I'm tired, let me rest for a while..." The Ninth Princess lay on the bed.

Yang Diaosi came to the door and just stood outside with his eyes closed, like a door god.

Then he heard footsteps, turned his head and his eyes fixed.

……

In another room.

Wu Qiangkui took some pills to calm his mind and suppress his internal injuries, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around to look at his niece who was running a high fever, and couldn't help but pick her up on his back and walked out the door.

There happened to be no one around at this time.

He left his residence and went straight to the residence of the Medical Saint.

As they got closer, they saw the lantern that Hou Molan had been holding hanging in front of the door of the Medical Saint's residence.

As he was about to approach, he heard the sound of a bell.

There is a bell hanging on the door curtain, and outsiders will inevitably trigger its sound. It is like a strange object.

"Who!" Hou Molan's voice rang out: "What are you doing here so late at night!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! It's just that my niece has a high fever and won't go away. I hope the Medical Saint can help take a look!"

"The consultation time is tomorrow!" Hou Molan stood behind the door and scolded, "You keep doing this again and again, do you want to be kicked out?"

"But if she keeps burning like this, she will die!" The spear master pleaded, "Medical Saint Hou Mo saved this child's life in the bloody clothes case in the past. How can we just watch her die now?"

Hou Molan was silent for a moment: "You wait outside, I will go ask my father."

After a while, she came back and threw out a porcelain bottle: "There is medicine in it. Give it to her to lower her body temperature. If the high fever still persists, pierce her middle finger and let her bleed. It can temporarily relieve the blood poison."

Wu Qiangkui thanked him repeatedly, but Hou Molan snorted coldly and ordered him to go back.

When he had just returned to the guest house carrying his niece on his back, he saw a scene that shocked him.

(End of this chapter)