Peach Blossom Divine Medical God Chapter 2 - 2 2 Receiving the Legacy

Chen Yang’s gentle hands moved rhythmically over Wang Hong’s flawlessly smooth and tender skin, a sensation exquisitely delightful.

This profound pleasure compelled Chen Yang to apply even more pressure during his ministrations.

As the intensity of the massage grew, Wang Hong found herself gradually surrendering to the soothing touch, reveling in Chen Yang’s expert care.

Chen Yang's massage techniques were so incredibly effective that, even when he inadvertently touched certain sensitive spots, Wang Hong’s cheeks would flush, and she’d let out soft, alluring moans.

This experience far exceeded the expectations she had harbored.

After approximately thirty minutes, Chen Yang, feeling a slight fatigue in his hands, reluctantly withdrew.

“Aunt Wang, that’s sufficient for today. Be sure to get plenty of rest at home and stay warm. Come back in a couple of days for another session, and you should be completely recovered,” Chen Yang advised, handing Wang Hong her clothes and offering a gentle reminder to maintain warmth.

The moment Chen Yang concluded his massage, Wang Hong, her face still flushed, opened her eyes and gracefully sat up.

“Understood,” Wang Hong replied, a sense of profound well-being settling within her.

Despite their interaction being limited to mere touch, the lingering sensation felt akin to a deeply intimate connection…

It had been an incredibly long time since she had experienced such a feeling.

“Yang Zi, how much do I owe you?

Aunt Wang is ready to settle the payment,” Wang Hong inquired, her cheeks tinged with red, as she reached for her wallet after adjusting her attire.

However, Chen Yang merely gestured dismissively.

“It was a small favor, entirely complimentary. There’s no charge.”

“I see…

Very well!

Aunt Wang expresses her sincere gratitude,” Wang Hong accepted, not pressing the matter further when she realized Chen Yang was unwilling to accept payment.

With her thanks delivered, she departed the clinic, her hips swaying gently.

The instant she stepped outside, Wang Hong found herself eagerly anticipating their next appointment.

After seeing Aunt Wang off, Chen Yang offered a faint smile and returned to his rocking chair, intending to relax for a while.

The thirty-minute massage had indeed taken a slight toll on him.

Yet, this exhaustion was a welcome sensation for Chen Yang, and he too looked forward to Aunt Wang's subsequent visit.

Once Aunt Wang had departed, Chen Yang glanced at his phone to check the time, noting it was already three in the afternoon.

At this hour, the villagers were typically occupied with their work in the fields, meaning his clinic rarely received visitors during this time.

“With no urgent matters, it’s the perfect opportunity to delve into the ancient tome left by Grandpa,” he mused, reclining in his rocking chair and casually retrieving a very old-looking book from the clinic's counter drawer.

This particular volume was known as the Medicine King’s Classic, a legacy passed down to Chen Yang from his grandfather.

Chen Yang’s grandfather, Chen Changhe by name, had been a renowned Divine Doctor in the vicinity of Liuhe Village many decades prior.

Regardless of the malady, Grandpa possessed the innate ability to cure it with ease!

Furthermore, he had mastered an incredibly profound acupuncture technique.

Those treated with his acupuncture not only found cures for ailments that baffled local physicians but also experienced significant improvements in their physical constitutions!

Such remarkable effects defied conventional scientific explanation, leading the local villagers to regard Chen Yang’s grandfather with reverence as a true Divine Doctor.

However, what captivated Chen Yang even more than his grandfather’s medical prowess was another unique capability he possessed.

It seemed Grandpa held some kind of mystical art that permitted him to traverse the nearby Primitive Mountain, entering and exiting its depths with absolute impunity.

While the mountain had grown considerably safer over the intervening years, it had once been teeming with ferocious beasts.

In those perilous times, even groups of over ten strong young men hesitated to venture too deep into the mountain's embrace, yet Chen Yang’s grandfather was different.

Each expedition into the mountains would see him remain for several days, returning with an abundance of wild game and a variety of rare herbs.

During Chen Yang’s more impetuous youth, his grandfather’s remarkable ability to navigate the perilous mountain safely almost elevated him to the status of a legendary hero in Chen Yang's eyes!

“Grandpa never received formal schooling, nor did he ever formally apprentice under anyone.

His exceptional medical skills and his uncanny ability to navigate the wilderness were both derived from his dedicated study of the Medicine King’s Classic,” Chen Yang reflected, his fingers tracing the ancient script as he recalled the moment his grandfather entrusted him with the treasured book.

In his grandfather’s final moments, he bequeathed three precious items to Chen Yang!

The Medicine King’s Classic, an exquisite set of silver needles for acupuncture, and a jade pendant shaped like a medicine jar.

With his dying breath, Grandpa earnestly impressed upon Chen Yang that besides the Medicine King’s Classic and the silver needles, the jade pendant must be kept close, no matter the circumstance, even if the heavens were to crumble.

Chen Yang found his grandfather's insistence rather perplexing.

His grandfather wasn't a man swayed by material possessions; if the jade pendant were a mere trinket, he wouldn't possibly value it more than the Medicine King’s Scripture!

Therefore, this jade piece, much like a medicine jar, had to hold some unique quality.

"What is so special about this Jade Pendant?" Chen Yang mused, picking up the jade dangling at his chest again, beginning to scrutinize it closely.

However, upon all his examination, the jade piece appeared to be just that – ordinary jade.

If anything seemed odd, it was the peculiar shape of the jade, resembling a strange medicine jar, and its rough texture, giving the impression of a flawed piece.

Chen Yang turned it over and over, attempting to see through the jade's nature.

"Ouch!"

As he maneuvered it, Chen Yang inadvertently aligned the jade with the sun!

Instantly, a blinding light pierced through the Jade Pendant, striking directly into Chen Yang's eyes and inflicting sharp pain, causing him to cry out in agony.

"My eyes, the pain is unbearable..."

"How could such a crude piece of jade allow sunlight to pass through?" Chen Yang grimaced, clutching his eyes, which felt as if they were engulfed in flames.

Chen Yang sprang to his feet, searching for remedies to tend to his injuries, intending to treat his eyes.

Yet, the moment he stood, a wave of weakness washed over him, his mind went blank, and he collapsed on the spot.

Within the hazy realm of his unconsciousness, the Medicine King’s Scripture and the set of silver needles bequeathed by his grandfather astonishingly manifested in Chen Yang's mind!

What had been recorded as mere obscure medical knowledge and peculiar formulae in the Medicine King’s Scripture now blazed with brilliance in his dreamscape.

They swirled within Chen Yang's consciousness, turning by themselves in a rapid flurry, and from this frenetic page-turning, countless golden characters detached themselves from the Medicine King’s Scripture and surged into Chen Yang's mind.

The deluge of information brought about excruciating pain to Chen Yang.

This torment persisted for an immeasurable period. When Chen Yang eventually regained consciousness, the sun had already dipped below the horizon!

After a period of rest and subsequent awakening, Chen Yang's eyes were no longer in pain!

More remarkably, the injured eye seemed to have gained enhanced clarity.

The world around him appeared with astonishing sharpness through Chen Yang's gaze!

It felt as though with a mere glance, he could perceive the very essence of things!

Beyond these ocular transformations, upon rising from the ground, Chen Yang sensed a profound enhancement in his physical constitution!

His body buzzed with an inexhaustible wellspring of strength!

This sensation of surging power left Chen Yang feeling wonderfully invigorated!

"The Medicine King’s Scripture?"

"Could this be the medical legacy passed down from our progenitor Shen Nong?" Chen Yang momentarily set aside the changes within his body; in that instant, he grasped that the golden characters he had witnessed in his dream were now indelibly imprinted upon his mind, as if carved with chisel and hammer.

His consciousness now held not only the entirety of the medical knowledge contained within the Medicine King’s Scripture.

But also a multitude of potent pill formulae, such as the Dragon Tiger Pill capable of fortifying one's physique, the Yang Boosting Pill for strengthening the body, the Hundred Grass Pill effective against a hundred poisons, and numerous others...

A vast collection of such medicinal concoctions.

Furthermore, Chen Yang, who previously possessed no knowledge of acupuncture, suddenly found his mind filled with intricate acupuncture techniques and a precise chart of human acupoints!

At this revelation, Chen Yang finally comprehended the profound reason behind his grandfather's repeated admonitions to safeguard the jade!

It transpired that this medicine jar-shaped Jade Pendant concealed the extraordinary inheritance of the Divine Doctor Shen Nong, renowned for sampling hundreds of herbs!

"I am immensely grateful to Grandfather for bestowing upon me such a miraculous treasure!" An elated Chen Yang clasped his hands in thankfulness, offering silent gratitude in his heart, before he eagerly rushed towards the bathhouse with renewed excitement.

Initially, Chen Yang merely intended to douse himself with a bucket of cold water to quell his ebullient emotions.

However, upon removing his clothes, Chen Yang discovered his skin coated in a thick layer of dark grime, emitting an unpleasant odor.

"This must be the impurities being expelled as my constitution undergoes enhancement," Chen Yang deduced with a thought.

With this realization, Chen Yang drew a bucket of hot water and meticulously cleansed the dark mud that had surfaced from his body.

Soon, Chen Yang regained his composure. After washing off the dark mud, he went back to the medical hall and resumed his spot on the rocking chair, reviewing the mystical formulas from the Medicine King’s Scripture stored within his mind.

No sooner had Chen Yang settled down than a little girl, her face etched with worry and brimming with tears, dashed into his medical hall.

“Uncle Yang Zi!

Uncle Yang Zi!

Are you in?”