The Martial Doctor

I don’t even have children myself, and you want me to raise one for you?

Although it could provide some early experience, raising a child isn’t just about feeding them. You have to think about their education, and later on, concerns about marriage and having their own children; there’s so much to worry about.

This child is named Li Xiuyuan, which really fits him, but it could also mean he’s destined for Buddhism.

"Hui, why did you send Xiuyuan into foster care? Did something happen?" Lin Miao queried further, even though he knew the reason, but hearing it from Jing Hui’s mouth would be different.

"Mr. Lin, you can’t help me with this matter, it’s better not to ask."

At this moment, Guangmiao spoke: "Jing Hui Senior Sister, you should talk to Mr. Lin. If even Mr. Lin can’t handle it, then even if Master comes back, it’s probably no use."

Lin Miao glanced at Guangmiao. How could this child be so straightforward? If it were another occasion, he’d mentally curse him harshly, but now, he felt this was well said.

Jing Hui looked at Lin Miao with surprise, showing a bit of astonishment.

"Guangmiao exaggerated a bit, but I do have some influence in Dongshan City. Hui, feel free to speak directly, I might be able to help." Lin Miao carefully considered his words and then spoke.

"This..." Jing Hui hesitated. This was her own issue, and if Lin Miao got dragged into the abyss, wouldn’t that be repaying kindness with enmity?

"Don’t worry, just say it as it is. If I can’t help, I will at least keep your secret." Lin Miao said.

"Okay then, my master and I left without saying goodbye yesterday to actually rescue someone. My master and I entered the city to find you for treatment, while the other monks and sisters were captured by our enemies and taken to a manor outside the city. My master, the fortunate-to-escape Junior Sister Jingxin, and I planned to rescue them, but we ran into the notorious Blood Evil Thieves..."

Jing Hui explained the situation in broad strokes but concealed certain key details, such as the identity of their opponent and why they had become enemies.

These were personal secrets, and it’s understandable she didn’t disclose them.

"Mr. Lin, I know that manor, it’s Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion." Before Lin Miao could say anything, Guangmiao straightforwardly pointed it out.

"Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion." Lin Miao pretended to frown, "I have quite a grudge against the Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion. I never expected it to be such a den of vice. Hui, I’m puzzled about why these people from the Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion captured you?"

"This I cannot say."

"They’re after you, aren’t they?" Lin Miao said, "Under Master Dingxian’s name, you’re the only disciple practicing with hair, the others are legitimate Bhikkhunis, besides, when I stayed overnight at Heaven-Reaching Temple a few years ago, I happened to catch you in childbirth. You’re a monk, how could you be pregnant? This child must have a very special identity, right?"

Guangmiao looked curiously at the two of them, finally realizing why Jing Hui sought out Mr. Lin, as they clearly knew each other previously.

Upon hearing this, Jing Hui’s face turned pale, as Lin Miao’s comments had practically uncovered her secret entirely.

"Indeed, it was I who implicated my master and sisters, which is why I must go save them," Jing Hui said through gritted teeth.

"You’re going to save them? That Blood Evil Thief is famous and must at least be a top expert in the Meridian Passage Realm. Hui, can you match him? Moreover, he has many subordinates. Going alone is nothing short of suicide, is it?"

Lin Miao’s question was like a heavy hammer, pounding on Jing Hui’s chest, instantly draining the color from her face.

"Senior Sister Jing Hui, regarding the rescue, we can plan it carefully; it doesn’t have to be rushed." Guangmiao also advised.

"That Blood Evil Thief murders, plunders, rapes, and abuses and enjoys skinning people alive and lighting lanterns. I’m worried that, over time, my sisters might fall victim to his cruelty."

As Jing Hui spoke, Lin Miao also felt silent. Faced with such matters, no one could remain calm. However, all this time has passed, and if the Blood Evil Thief truly wanted to do something, it would have been done already, leaving nothing to salvage.

Among the nuns of Heaven-Reaching Temple, many were indeed quite good-looking. If the Blood Evil Thief were a lecher, he might indeed resort to any means necessary.

Even if the Blood Evil Thief wasn’t interested, what about his subordinates?

Such things are not uncommon in the martial world, and it is especially dangerous for young women traveling there.

With even a little beauty, they’re more likely to be targeted.

"Guangmiao, Shanglin Temple..."

"Mr. Lin, Shanglin Temple has rules not to get involved in martial world grievances," Guangmiao quickly said.

"If your master knew about this, wouldn’t he intervene?"

"Master resents evil and certainly wouldn’t stand idly by, but that only represents him, not Shanglin Temple," Guangmiao said, "Of course, the same goes for me."

This was like an unnecessary precaution, but it’s a flexible way of handling things. Although somewhat like covering one’s ears while stealing a bell, these temple rules exist for a reason.

While one person’s crime might implicate a whole family, it depends on the crime. As long as it’s not treason, deception, or rebellion, it generally doesn’t affect the family beyond financial or social status losses.

Shanglin Temple is a temple, so the actions of any monk do not represent the entire Shanglin Temple. No one would suggest arresting the entire Shanglin Temple for any monk’s crime unless it’s a grave offense like treason.

Similarly, the martial world’s grievances are alike; whoever intervenes is responsible. Shanglin Temple neither favors nor kicks when one is down. If they can resolve it, they will; if not, they will simply declare the matter unrelated to Shanglin Temple, or expel the person from Shanglin Temple.