Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World
Chapter 479 - 481: Not a Plague

Chapter 479: Chapter 481: Not a Plague

Yun Hua’s emotionless face made everyone suspicious, but only Qingxia naively said, "It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I will protect you."

The others exchanged glances without saying much and looked at the old lady with a disfigured face to ask, "Your face..."

"Don’t come any closer, don’t come! Don’t kill me, I don’t have the plague, I really don’t!" the old lady, terrified, hugged her head and crouched down screaming.

Shao He wanted to step forward to investigate but was held back by Pei Hanze, "Don’t be impulsive, in case she really has the plague, it could infect you."

Shao He took out the prepared protective gear, put on a mask, and approached the old lady, checked her pulse, and observed her face.

Then he turned around to shake his head at them, "It’s not the plague; her face seems to be caused by eczema or something similar."

The old lady looked up at her, tears twinkling in her eyes,

Yun Hua’s emotionless face made everyone suspicious, but only Qingxia naively said, "It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I will protect you."

The others exchanged glances without saying much and looked at the old lady with a disfigured face to ask, "Your face..."

"Don’t come any closer, don’t come! Don’t kill me, I don’t have the plague, I really don’t!" the old lady, terrified, hugged her head and crouched down screaming.

Shao He wanted to step forward to investigate but was held back by Pei Hanze, "Don’t be impulsive, in case she really has the plague, it could infect you."

Shao He took out the prepared protective gear, put on a mask, and approached the old lady, checked her pulse, and observed her face.

Then he turned around to shake his head at them, "It’s not the plague; her face seems to be caused by eczema or something similar."

The old lady looked up at her, tears twinkling in her eyes, and she grabbed Shao He’s hand, saying, "A living Bodhisattva!"

Then, suddenly, the old lady knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Shao He.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

As Shao He hurried to help her up, the old lady not only didn’t rise but remained kneeling on the ground, "Please save my son, it’s just him and me left, we depend on each other."

"Get up first."

"No! Not unless you promise me," the old lady stubbornly held onto her, refusing to let go.

"Where is your son?" Pei Hanze asked.

"Just inside a cave not far from here."

Upon hearing this, they followed her onward, and as they neared the cave, the air around them gradually grew colder.

"Why do you live here?" Qingxia couldn’t help but ask.

"We have lived here all year round." The old lady’s expression included a hint of panic, seemingly fearful of revealing something she was hiding.

Seeing this, Shao He and Pei Hanze slightly furrowed their brows. What exactly was she afraid of and hiding?

"We’re here," the old lady stopped, pointing at the cave, "It’s inside."

After everyone walked in, Qingxia finally saw clearly, the cave was narrow, only wide enough for two or three people to walk side by side, and the temperature inside was unusually warm compared to outside.

Furthermore, there were beds, wooden tables, chairs, cabinets, complete with everything one might need.

"Did you make all these?" Qingxia was astonished and could hardly believe that such crude materials could be crafted into something so exquisite.

"Yes," the old lady nodded with a smile.

"Really impressive!" Qingxia sincerely admired.

"Where is your son?" Pei Hanze surveyed the area and didn’t see anyone else.

The old lady sighed, walked toward a wall, and fumbled around until she found a brick. She pressed it gently, and a door slowly rose, revealing a hidden space.

The room was small, exquisitely and elegantly furnished, the walls adorned with various paintings and a rosewood carved desk with stationery and an unfinished portrait on it.

Beyond a screen in the room, they could faintly see a man lying on the bed, motionless like Sleeping Beauty.

"My son is inside, but you must be prepared. He..." the old lady paused halfway, her eyes brimming with tears.

"We understand."

"Go ahead in," the old lady urged them forward, hiding in a corner to wipe her tears.

As Shao He and the others cautiously moved past the screen, when they saw the man lying on the stone bed, everyone involuntarily stepped back.

Qingxia, more severely, began to cover his mouth and retch; he had never seen such a person before.

Yun Hua lowered her eyes, concealing the thoughtful expression in them.

At that moment, no one had the mind to look at him; the old lady, even more so, said from behind them, "My son has been like this for a long time, which is why we have always lived here."

The man lying on the bed had a disfigured face which emitted a foul stench, causing everyone to cover their noses and mouths.

"What is this?"

"Just a skin disease, although it’s not fatal, it’s more agonizing than death," Shao He couldn’t help but sigh, no wonder they were driven out; no one in this era knew what a skin disease was.

"What do you usually rely on for a living?"

The old lady stayed silent, and seeing this, Pei Hanze guessed, "Could it be that you mainly live on gathering mushrooms and wild vegetables?"

"Yes, there aren’t many people nearby, but this mountain has many mushrooms and wild vegetables, so we often go up to collect them, and occasionally go into town," the old lady replied.

"Were you driven out of Nameless Village?" Qing Shan asked directly, focusing on the crucial point, as everyone’s eyes fell on her, staring with anticipation.