Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 473 - 468 Peerless Divine Doctor (3) Add one more update

Chapter 473: 468 Peerless Divine Doctor (3) Add one more update

"This kind of disease can’t even be cured thousands of years later," Liao Mingxin stated with certainty.

She had heard plenty of rumors in Jiangnan, and as a doctor, she naturally looked down upon people like Ye Bozhong.

Now, hearing this sentence from the elderly princess consort, she knew that the Ye Family were clearly nothing but charlatans posing as experts.

Heart disease, even in the scientifically advanced modern era, remains an extremely complex condition, how could Liao Mingxin not know this?

In this ancient time with extremely backward medical knowledge, and yet there are those who shamelessly claim they can cure it?

For Liao Mingxin, who has studied medicine for ten years, the Ye Family are nothing but a bunch of big frauds. She had no good feelings toward such quacks who harm others, thinking the ancients’ perspective was just too narrow, ignorant of how vast the world outside was.

They had no idea that thousands of years later, such quacks would be eliminated.

To think that such quacks used to be considered the Sacred Hands of the Royal Court, it’s simply laughable.

In Liao Mingxin’s eyes, she couldn’t be bothered to pay any attention to the Ye Family, who weren’t even worthy of being her competitors.

"Thousands of years later?" The elderly princess consort had never thought so far ahead, and seeing the look of conviction on Liao Mingxin’s face made the princess consort feel that Liao Mingxin was more inscrutable than ever.

With an air of profundity, Liao Mingxin smiled slightly, "Yes, but who would’ve thought that the so-called Sacred Hand of the Royal Court would have such mediocre ability."

Towards the end, she even shook her head and sighed, as if outraged by their lack of ambition.

The elderly princess consort had been treated by Liao Mingxin these past few days. Liao Mingxin hadn’t used acupuncture on her, simply giving her medicine pills occasionally, and naturally, her condition had eased.

Now there was mention of some Heart-saving Pill, which sounded like a serious matter.

The elderly princess consort regarded Liao Mingxin with even more respect.

After completing her treatment, Liao Mingxin let the young girl beside her carry the medicine chest and leave the Wang Residence.

"Mingxin, have you noticed that Linlin looks a lot like King Rui?" Jiujiu, the girl at Liao Mingxin’s side, was originally a servant girl taken in by Liao Mingxin.

But Liao Mingxin never allowed Jiujiu to call her "Lady," insisting on equality for all and that no one is born inferior; this deeply moved Jiujiu, who was also influenced by Liao Mingxin’s constant preaching of these ideas.

She held a noble identity, treated the common folk and those in power within the city no differently.

Everyone had been influenced by her worldview and had found balance within Revival Hall.

At Jiujiu’s words, Liao Mingxin paused slightly.

Naturally, her thoughts turned to Sikong Mingyu, her fingers moved slightly, and her gaze became a bit vacant.

Come to think of it, Liao Lin’s peach blossom eyes were indeed spitting images of Sikong Mingyu’s, and his features bore a strong resemblance to Sikong Mingyu as well.

Pondering this, Liao Mingxin couldn’t help thinking, could it really be such a coincidence?

When she first arrived in this book, she found herself under the influence of a spring aphrodisiac, and by chance, there was a man nearby who was seriously injured.

Liao Mingxin, as a modern person, didn’t have such rigid ancient thinking.

One-night stands were not uncommon in modern times.

She stripped the seriously injured man, who was even more handsome than modern-day celebrities, so she felt she wasn’t losing out and took her chance.

The body she had assumed was experiencing its first time, and although the man was young, men in ancient times married at the age of fifteen. Liao Mingxin still felt she was the one at a disadvantage, so she left without any psychological burden.

Little did she know that from that departure, she would gain something extra in her belly.

And that’s how things became what they were now; she had kept a low profile for years, never hearing any mention of important figures seeking revenge on her.

But now she had encountered Sikong Mingxuan himself...

Although there were no paternity tests in ancient times, Liao Lin resembled Sikong Mingxuan too closely...

That’s why Liao Mingxin felt a tad embarrassed, but she wasn’t too afraid after all. They were both adults, and comparatively speaking, she was the one at a disadvantage. Furthermore, she had no expectation for the man to take responsibility; he should probably be laughing to himself.

It’s better to keep Liao Lin hidden to prevent people from the Duanwang Residence from seeing him.

No sooner had she left the Liao Family than Sikong Mingxuan returned.

"How is Shaohua?" asked the elderly princess consort upon seeing Sikong Mingxuan.

"She’s not in great spirits, but she seems alright," replied Sikong Mingxuan.

"Ah, what a sin..." The elderly princess consort squeezed her prayer beads, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

The princess consort and her late husband had once been quite fond of Ye Shaohua, but they were less interested in Ye Shaohua herself than in Ye Bozhong’s relationship with the Royal Court.

As far as she knew, Ye Bozhong had always treated the Empress Dowager, and their relationship was excellent. Ye Shaohua, in turn, had made several visits to the Palace, where the Empress Dowager was very fond of her. Although barely in her teens, Ye Shaohua was lavished with favors, surpassing even several princesses in the Palace.

The Duanwang Residence had been banished to Jiangnan, and the elderly princess consort longed to return to the Imperial City to live the life of glory she once knew there.

She had thought that if her grandson married Ye Shaohua, the Empress Dowager would favor the Duanwang Residence due to Ye Shaohua’s influence, possibly persuading the emperor to issue an edict allowing them to return to the Imperial City.

Although Ye Shaohua eventually returned to Jiangnan, she was still highly sought after at the time. Alas...

**

Ye Shaohua opened the window and took a piece of paper from a white dove that landed in her hand.

Dong Xue curiously glanced at it. Ye Shaohua didn’t bother to hide it, allowing her to see.

There was just one sentence and a signature on it.

Dong Xue didn’t understand the complicated sentence but saw the signature—

Xiaoyao Pavilion.

A power desired by both Jianghu and the Royal Court alike.

Liao Lin?

Ye Shaohua looked at the message with a sarcastic smile. It turned out there were so many people out to play the original character to death.

Liao Mingxin’s genius son, whose Martial Arts had reached the transcendent realm at just five years old, lived a life like a cheat code. He, like Liao Mingxin and Sikong Mingyu, was a genius level being. Such a person would only have contempt for an orphan girl like the original character...