Chapter 622: Chapter 610: I See You’re Bound to Be Doomed Sooner or Later

The Zhang Family’s uproar at the Jiuxuan Auction Hall was widely discussed by gossipers, not for anything else, but for the Daoist doctor Qin Liuxi’s odd abilities. For diagnosing Mrs. Lv’s condition as one that couldn’t be nourished, a sinister conspiracy to cut off her family roots was revealed, leaving everyone in awe. Some frail nobles began to introspect, wondering if the reason they felt weaker despite nourishment was the same—could their own constitution also reject nourishment?

Consequently, tonic herbs temporarily fell into a decline in sales, vexing all major herbal medicine businesses. Behind closed doors, they cursed Qin Liuxi for meddling, but that is a story for another time.

As the person caught in the eye of the storm, Lv Xiaoshan, after dealing with her ancestral grave issue, personally escorted Qin Liuxi back to the Jiuxuan Auction Hall and earnestly offered a bow: “I will send the reward for the Junior Temple Master later.”

This time, not only did Qin Liuxi pinpoint the ailments in her body but also helped her resolve such a major calamity and reselected a feng shui Treasure Cave for the Lv Family, so the reward could not be given carelessly.

Qin Liuxi said, “Please convert seventy percent of this reward into rice, grain, and medicinal materials and deliver it to the refugees in the eastern parts of Sichuan, in the name of Li City Qingping Temple, to carry out charitable acts. The remaining thirty percent can be sent as good silver to the Jiuxuan Auction Hall.”

Lv Xiaoshan paused, puzzled: “Seventy percent for charity?”

Qin Liuxi nodded: “The Taoist tradition already emphasizes the Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies. Taoist priests use the Xuanmen Five Skills to dispel disasters and resolve difficulties for others, often discussing the idea of going against fate. Therefore, one should only take as much as is necessary and almsgiving can counteract these Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies. This is also one of the principles our disciples from Qingping Temple adhere to when assisting the world in mundane affairs—to accumulate virtue and benevolence.”

Lv Xiaoshan solemnly remarked, “The goodness of the Junior Temple Master is vast.” After a pause, she inquired, “Why send it to the eastern part of Sichuan?”

Qin Liuxi sighed lightly: “There will be hardship there this year, I fear a drought.”

Lv Xiaoshan frowned and said, “I’ve taken note of it and will make arrangements. Our Lv Family will also contribute to the good causes.” This would also be a way to accumulate virtue for her father, to dispel the resentments he suffered from being oppressed by others.

“Blessings to the Infinite Heavenly Venerate,” Qin Liuxi performed a Taoist ceremony and said to her: “Karma and retribution are destined by the heavens. Miss Lv, you needn’t involve yourself with insignificant people and attract bad karma, which could harm your fortune.”

Lv Xiaoshan was taken aback, fixing her gaze steadily on Qin Liuxi, who slightly nodded before entering the auction house.

Lv Xiaoshan watched as she disappeared, then boarded the carriage and closed her eyes to rest. After a long while, she opened her eyes, her gaze cold and detached.

Death penalty might be spared, but life penalty is inescapable.

Sometimes, living is far more torturous than death. It’s time for the Zhang Family to endure the hardship and torment she had suffered.

The appearance of Qin Liuxi eased Lin Xiang’s mind, grateful that no disaster had befallen her. However, he thought of Marquis Ancheng, who had been paranoid these past few days, mysteriously inquiring if anyone had sought the Jiao Pearl from him, the dark circles and pallor of his face revealing his recent suffering.

Moreover, there seemed to be an eerie chill surrounding the Marquis, no wonder he wore a brocade robe with a light cape despite it being April.

Could he be hexed?

Lin Xiang touched his Jade Talisman, feeling immensely relieved.

In the following days, aside from revisiting patients she had seen before, Qin Liuxi spent time cultivating in Jiuxuan, gathered some medicinal herbs in Changsheng Hall, made some pills, then brought Teng Zhao to perform free medical treatment at the City God Temple for two days. As a result, those who wanted to seek medical consultation from Qin Liuxi at Jiuxuan all returned empty-handed.

Those active around the City God Temple were mostly refugees who had fled from calamities, impoverished. And even if they felt ill, they usually just had minor ailments that could be cured with a few needle pricks or an affordable prescription—commonly seen and harvestable herbs from the mountains.

The free medical treatment was meant firstly for charity, and secondly to train Teng Zhao, giving him a chance to apply what he learned.

At first, Teng Zhao hesitated to take the pulse of the dirty little refugees, but it was Qin Liuxi who forced him to do it. After examining the first one and feeling uncomfortable for a bit, it was much easier to handle the second, but at the end of each session, once they returned to their lodging, he would thoroughly wash himself from head to toe. It wasn’t out of disdain for the sick, but he couldn’t stand the filth.

Qin Liuxi didn’t scold him for being fastidious. As long as he learned the skills and became a formidable person, no matter his quirks or how fussy he was, outsiders wouldn’t care, focusing only on whether he was capable.

As for his medical skills, she was extremely strict and demanding, because misdiagnosing an ailment or prescribing the wrong medicine could easily lead to death. Therefore, Teng Zhao had to keep a record of the patients he saw during the free clinics for repeated contemplation and study.