The Martial Doctor

Then someone pointed it out, and they found us. This was a matter of life and death, and Lin Miao naturally couldn’t refuse. He hurriedly got into the carriage with Sun Youwei and rushed to the home of the woman experiencing a difficult childbirth.

Four to five hours had passed.

The pregnant woman was almost exhausted. When Lin Miao took over and checked her pulse, he was nearly frightened. The baby in her womb almost had no heartbeat.

There was no other choice. Lin Miao immediately gave the woman a bowl of brown sugar water, adjusted the position of the fetus, and although the child was born, he was completely blue and purple, without a heartbeat.

At such a festive time of year, anyone who encounters this situation would feel as if the sky had fallen.

Initially, Lin Miao thought it was hopeless, but after feeling the baby’s heart area, he noticed a trace of warmth.

Holding the attitude of treating a dead horse as if it were still alive, he quietly infused a hint of rejuvenating inner energy, and that tiny hint actually stirred the little heart that had stopped beating.

Overjoyed, Lin Miao continued to stimulate the infant. After a short while, this child, who had seemingly died, miraculously regained a heartbeat and even opened his mouth to utter a weak cry, albeit not loudly. Nonetheless, he was alive.

Fortunately, it had not been long since he stopped breathing. This little guy was lucky to have encountered Lin Miao; otherwise, he might never have come into this world to witness the human experience.

With the child alive, a blessing followed adversity. For this family, this New Year, they had another cause for joy.

Apart from the medical fee, the woman’s husband also gave a large red envelope.

Although Lin Miao didn’t care much about the money, it was an expression of their gratitude and a good omen, so he naturally accepted it.

The concept of the birthing hall should be executed soon, just waiting for Guan Biyun to return from Li Jing so the preparations can begin.

Biyun was supposed to return before the new year, yet there was no news even after the holiday, presumably caught up in trivial matters.

...

"Lianxin, is it really this much?" Ji Fei’Er was utterly stunned after listening to Lianxin describe the Lin Family’s conditions.

This was far better than being in the Moon Worship Sect.

Though the Moon Palace Four Attendants had fairly good conditions in the Moon Worship Sect, even enjoying some privileges not available to ordinary members,

in terms of actual benefits, it was still not as good as the Lin Family.

After all, the Lin Family provided tangible benefits, while the Moon Worship Sect, with its vast operations, allowed its members to rely only partially on the sect for income.

Many people had their own businesses and holdings, but to maintain one’s wealth and power, unity was necessary; without an organization, that would be impossible.

However, for someone like Ji Fei’Er, young and inexperienced in managing businesses, the sect’s stipends and resources made up most of her income.

Otherwise, she would have to work as a hired blade, capturing fugitives for the government in exchange for bounties. In Yue Country, as long as you did not expose yourself, others wouldn’t label you as a member of a demonic sect.

The Moon Worship Sect wielded significant influence in Yue Country. Even the country’s government dared not easily wipe them out. There was a tacit understanding between the sect and the government.

As long as the sect did not rebel and its members abided by the laws of Yue Country, the government would not target the Moon Worship Sect.

Conversely, if the government deliberately repressed or attacked the sect, there would be consequences. In southern Yue Country, the sect’s followers numbered in the hundreds of thousands, involved in various industries such as tea, transportation, tung oil, silk, weaving, and sugar production.

Ordinary people didn’t care about the feuds and distinctions between orthodox and demonic paths; they only wanted their daily meals and a life of modest wellbeing. Whoever could provide that naturally earned their support.

"Our Lin Family’s enterprises are not extensive yet, but conditions will improve. Additionally, for those of us who practice martial arts, we can ask the young master to help clear our meridians and customize medicinal baths tailored to us."

"As for martial arts manuals, our collection is somewhat scant, but it will grow. The young master has authored many fist, staff, and spear techniques. Should you wish to learn, you can do so anytime; just don’t overindulge, as the young master’s martial skills are all top-tier..."

"This is the Martial Pavilion, Fei’Er sister, you haven’t been here before, have you?" Lianxin said. "There are three keys to the Martial Pavilion; the young master and Youwei each have one, and I have the third. If you want to enter, feel free to come to me anytime."

Lianxin was now the personal concubine and head of the inner courtyard, holding a position second only to Youwei.

"Beneath the Martial Pavilion is our Lin Family’s treasury, containing many good things. Fei’Er sister, would you like to see it?"

"No, I’m not interested in those," Ji Fei’Er replied, though she was indeed curious about the items within the Martial Pavilion, especially the martial skills authored by Lin Miao.

"Would you like to continue looking around, or should I take you to your prepared room?"

"Hmm, let’s go to the room," nodded Ji Fei’Er. The Martial Pavilion was here to explore anytime; there’s no rush.

At lunch, it was apparent that two people were missing. Shi Yin was busy at the Huaye Tower next door and wouldn’t be dining at home; that much was known.

But Liuli had already returned and wasn’t planning to leave; why wasn’t she home either?

"Liuli went to the shop; she won’t be back for lunch. She told me," Liansuo explained on behalf of Liuli.

"Oh, there’s no need for you all to stay in the mansion all the time. If you want to go shopping or to the theater, feel free; just make sure to stay safe."