TNIBFT -Chapter 261 What Did You Do to Me?

At this moment, on the desolate plains tens of miles from Sifang City, the north wind howled like a ferocious beast, carrying snow that made it impossible to open one’s eyes.

A large group of people, all wearing uniform padded jackets, had temporarily set up camp on the snowy plain. Some were pitching tents and lighting fires, others were organizing supplies, and a few were putting up banners.

The banners bore a large character: “Medicine!”

They were soaked by the rain and snow, clinging to the bamboo poles, struggling to flutter in the bitter wind.

Suddenly someone shouted, “Where’s Junior Uncle?”

“Has anyone seen Junior Uncle?”

A few disciples asked in panic.

“Wasn’t Junior Uncle on the carriage?”

“Junior Uncle… missing?”

“Quick, get everyone to search! This plain is desolate; if something happens, I’m afraid not a single one of us will escape!”

“Junior Uncle is just a few years old—he can’t have gone far!”

Faces turned pale as several disciples rushed into the crowd.

Within moments, the camp descended into chaos as people scrambled to plan how to find Junior Uncle.

This Junior Uncle was none other than Ye Hanjiang, the only disciple of the master of the Medicine King Valley.

Extremely gifted, at only five years old he could memorize over four hundred herbs by smell alone. He knew the properties and effects of each one by heart. The Valley Master, Qiu Feibai, doted on this disciple to the utmost—there was no doubt he would be the next master of Medicine King Valley.

Earlier, Xiao Jiang had told his attendant that he needed to step out briefly. But as soon as the carriage stopped, the attendant had chased after a wild rabbit.

Thus the current uproar had arisen.

A few meters from the camp, an old horse lay on the ground, frothing at the mouth.

A small child, wearing a fluffy outfit, squatted before the horse. His tiny body curled into a little ball. He wore a brown fox-fur hat, and his pale, cute face looked serious as he examined the old horse.

“The master said, saving a life is like building a seven-level pagoda.”

“If I save you, you’ll be my horse from now on. I promise to make you strong and healthy, able to travel a thousand miles a day!”

After speaking, he stretched out his small hand and pried open the old horse’s eyelids.

He leaned close, peering carefully. “Pupils dilated—definitely poisoned.”

“I see you have weak limbs, a wave of heat in your stomach, constantly frothing at the mouth… you should take a cold detoxifying pill.”

Xiao Jiang spoke softly, murmuring to himself, as if the patient could understand.

Then he frowned and shook his little face. “Too bad you don’t have hands, only hooves… otherwise I could even practice feeling your pulse.”

“No, acupuncture can also detoxify.”

His eyes brightened. The hand that had been reaching for the detox pill withdrew back into his small bag.

Acupuncture!

Acupuncture would save a pill. Father often said: remember hardship before enjoying sweetness—waste is not allowed.

Xiao Jiang nodded solemnly, quickly taking out a pack of silver needles from his small bag.

Master Geng, hiding nearby, looked deathly pale. He had been severely injured by that woman a few rounds ago, almost revealing his true form; his internal organs were nearly crushed. “Cough, cough!” He could no longer hold it in and coughed, his throat itching.

“Who’s there?”

Xiao Jiang’s little face tensed, too alert to pay attention to the old horse, nervously clutching the pills.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Master Geng weakly coughed again. Following the sound, Xiao Jiang’s gaze locked onto the man hiding behind the hay. His clothes were tattered, bloodstained, and he looked unkempt—clearly a fugitive.

Xiao Jiang pretended not to notice him, eyes unfocused, ignoring Master Geng.

“Who?”

“Whose voice is that? It seems to be over there!”

Seeing the child nearby trying to leave, Master Geng felt speechless. This little brat had clearly noticed him but was pretending not to see. Was he truly stupid or just playing dumb? If he weren’t completely immobile and exhausted, he could have easily killed this kid.

But looking at the old horse on the ground, it was already much better, no longer twitching.

This proved that the kid’s medical skills were genuinely impressive.

After thinking it through, Master Geng mustered all his strength to crawl out from beside the hay: “Save… save me! Help me!”

“Please, have mercy…”

He reached out his mud-stained hand and grabbed Xiao Jiang’s ankle.

Xiao Jiang glanced down. The hand, blackened and claw-like, was clutching his snow-white sock. Did this man have any manners?

In Xiao Jiang’s mind, the big bear stood up and roared sharply.

Xiao Jiang smiled on his little face and lightly kicked Master Geng’s hand with his other foot: “Sir, what’s wrong with you?”

“Let go and speak properly. If you keep holding me, I get scared. Once I’m scared, I’ll start yelling. If I yell, my senior brothers will definitely rush over immediately.”

Being threatened by this little brat?

Master Geng’s chest tightened. Over the years, with his Grandmaster-level skills, he had always been respected wherever he went. Who would have imagined that today he’d have to beg a child for help?

There was no choice. He had to get treated quickly in order to escape this cursed place. If that woman came with reinforcements now, he wouldn’t even have the strength to run.

After a mental struggle, Master Geng forced a ferocious smile: “I see… you’re a disciple of the Medicine King Valley?”

“People from Medicine King Valley have pure hearts and dedicate themselves to saving lives. Little divine doctor, please… grant me a pill to take.”

Cough cough…

After speaking, Master Geng couldn’t stop coughing. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Seeing the bloodstain on the snow, Xiao Jiang’s lips twitched slightly. His face showed sympathy, and he said anxiously, “Sir, I think you’re seriously ill. Taking a pill won’t help anymore.”

What?

This kid didn’t want to save him?

A flash of killing intent crossed Master Geng’s eyes. Xiao Jiang squatted beside him, reaching out his small hand to lift Master Geng’s eyelid. Master Geng froze instantly.

Why did this gesture feel so familiar?

Then he heard the kid say: “The pill won’t help anymore. How about I give you an acupuncture treatment instead?”

“I think your internal organs are injured. My master, Qiu Feibai, taught me a method for repairing internal organs not long ago.”

Qiu Feibai?

The greatest divine doctor under heaven!

Master Geng’s eyes flared with urgency. Children couldn’t lie. Moreover, how old was this brat? At the age of wearing open-crotch pants, could he really be so clever?

Kids are so easy to deceive. Seeing someone hurt naturally triggers sympathy. Master Geng, eager and impatient, ignored the fact that the silver needle in the child’s hand might have just been used on the poisoned old horse and pretended to be touched: “Fine, I’ll follow the little divine doctor’s instructions.”

Xiao Jiang’s little face was serious. Without a word, he jabbed the needle into Master Geng’s head.

Master Geng, lying on the ground, felt a warm current flow from his head into his limbs. Overjoyed, he realized this kid truly had skills. After a single needle, his body felt warm and comfortable, even his limbs regained strength.

Seeing the little boy withdraw the silver needle, Master Geng’s gaze turned cold and disdainful: “Since you’re so obedient and cute, I’ll spare your life. Come with me and be my disciple from now on!”

“Really?”

Xiao Jiang blinked innocently: “But I don’t want to follow you.”

“That’s not your choice!” Master Geng said. He tried to gather his energy to get up, only to find his limbs uncontrollable. His face filled with terror: “What have you done to me?”