Chapter 14

At the age of five, Mo Wen began cultivating inner energy, combining his family's cultivation techniques with special medicinal treatments. It took him fifteen years to achieve great success in his inner energy cultivation. Now, this body's conditions are far inferior to those of his past life, and he has already passed the optimal cultivation period. Starting cultivation at the age of eighteen, it is likely that he will never achieve any significant success in his lifetime.

"If only there were those legendary holy medicines."

Mo Wen sighed helplessly. The current situation was not optimistic. It was highly likely that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to cultivate his inner energy to the level of his past life. In that life, he had started cultivating from a young age, with the support of his family and the consumption of many medicines that could enhance inner energy, allowing him to achieve great success by the age of twenty.

But now, he had nothing. How could he possibly reach that level?

He knew that there were a few holy medicines in legends that could cleanse the marrow and enhance one's inner energy by sixty years, but even in his past life, as a divine doctor, Mo Wen had only heard of them and never seen them.

Wishing for those holy medicines to exist on Earth was less realistic than believing he could achieve great success in his inner energy cultivation through his own efforts.

Mo Wen sighed helplessly again. Whether he could restore his inner energy to the level of his past life was something he could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

He patted the weeds off his body, stood up, and stretched his limbs. Although he had not slept all night, due to his cultivation, he felt refreshed and invigorated.

"Hey, where did Qin Xiaoyou go?"

When Mo Wen's gaze swept over the bench, he found that Qin Xiaoyou was gone. It was just dawn, and she had only slept for about two hours. Where could she have gone?

He searched the area but found no sign of Qin Xiaoyou, feeling a bit disappointed. Qin Xiaoyou had left while he was cultivating. He had planned to secretly investigate what difficulties she was facing, but now that she was gone, there was nothing he could do.

"Mo Wen, you're up?"

Just as Mo Wen was feeling helpless, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him. Standing behind him was a delicate figure, none other than Qin Xiaoyou.

"Where did you go?" Mo Wen asked with a bitter smile. He had searched for a long time without finding her, thinking she had already left, but she had come out on her own.

"I went to buy breakfast."

Qin Xiaoyou waved the breakfast in front of Mo Wen and then placed it on the bench.

"Quick, eat. I'm leaving."

Qin Xiaoyou smoothed her slightly disheveled hair and did not intend to stay longer. After placing the breakfast, she turned and walked away.

Mo Wen picked up the breakfast and started eating it as if nothing had happened, but his eyes followed Qin Xiaoyou as she walked away. When her figure was about to disappear from his sight, he stood up from the bench and quietly followed her.

Qin Xiaoyou seemed unfamiliar with the area, turning left and right before finally entering a tall building.

"First Military Hospital!"

Mo Wen looked at the grand sign in front of him and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He had only been here once yesterday, and now he was back again.

"What is Qin Xiaoyou doing at the hospital? Is her family sick?"

Mo Wen stroked his chin thoughtfully and followed her quietly.

The First Military Hospital was large, and someone unfamiliar with the place might wander around for half an hour without finding their way out. Although Mo Wen had been here once, he was not familiar with the hospital, but he was not worried since Qin Xiaoyou was leading the way.

The two of them entered a ward building and finally stopped in front of a room on the eighth floor. Qin Xiaoyou seemed to come here often and naturally pushed the door open and walked in.

Mo Wen followed to the door and, through the glass window, saw that it was a shared ward with four beds. Qin Xiaoyou was taking care of a middle-aged woman with a pale face at one of the beds.

"Is that her mother who is sick?"

Mo Wen frowned. He knew a bit about Qin Xiaoyou's family. Like him, she came from a single-parent family, raised by her mother alone. As for her father, he did not know what had happened.

Moreover, Qin Xiaoyou's family was not well-off, similar to Mo Wen's family, both living in poverty.

With a clear understanding, Mo Wen quietly left the eighth floor and appeared in the first-floor lobby. It was still early, and the spacious lobby had few people, with only a few nurses on duty.

"Excuse me, what is the illness of the patient in Room 806, Bed 032?" Mo Wen walked to the service counter and smiled at a cute nurse.

"Sir, may I ask who you are?" The nurse looked up, puzzled, as patients' conditions could not be disclosed to just anyone.

"I am her family member, preparing to pay the fees."

Mo Wen continued to smile, lying without a hint of embarrassment.

"A family member... " The nurse tapped her pen on her head, seeming a bit hesitant. She blinked at Mo Wen and then suddenly pointed to the other side of the hall. "The payment area is over there. I don't handle payments."

"What about my question?" Mo Wen laughed bitterly. Nurses these days were so sharp!

"Well, I actually don't know." The nurse shrugged, as if to say, "Don't ask me."

Mo Wen's lips twitched, and he had no choice but to leave the counter and head to the payment area. If his guess was correct, Qin Xiaoyou probably lacked the medical fees, which was why she had run to the park in the middle of the night to cry.

He approached a window and inquired. Indeed, Qin Xiaoyou owed more than 5,000 yuan in medical fees. In the current hospital, it was already quite good that they had not kicked the mother and daughter out. If the fees were not paid soon, they would not be able to stay in the hospital.

Mo Wen used the 10,000 yuan he had taken from the two thugs the previous day to pay Qin Xiaoyou's medical fees. Although he was also poor, money was not a big issue for him. With his current abilities, he would not starve in any situation.

After paying the medical fees, Mo Wen left the hospital without telling Qin Xiaoyou. He did not want to explain where the 10,000 yuan came from and did not want to add pressure to Qin Xiaoyou, so he signed her name when making the payment.

Before he could leave the hospital, he encountered someone.

"Brother Mo, I didn't expect to run into you again so soon. What a coincidence."

An elderly man in his sixties, but still energetic, walked over quickly with a happy smile. It was none other than Han Jianguo.

"Brother Han, what a coincidence."

Mo Wen smiled, a bit surprised. The First Military Hospital was large, and the chances of running into an acquaintance were not high, especially someone like Han Jianguo.

The two of them, one calling the other "little brother" and the other "big brother," left the others in the lobby staring in surprise. Given their age difference, they could have been grandfather and grandson, yet they called each other brothers!

"What brings you to the hospital, Brother Mo? Why didn't you come to see me directly?" Han Jianguo asked curiously. Mo Wen had just left the hospital yesterday, so why was he back today?

"I came to visit a friend." Mo Wen smiled slightly.

"You have a friend in the hospital? Why didn't you contact me earlier? I might not be able to help with other things, but hospital matters are different. Not coming to your big brother for help is not very brotherly."

Han Jianguo pretended to be upset and glared at Mo Wen. He was eager for Mo Wen to owe him a favor and to strengthen their relationship, so he would not let this opportunity pass.

Mo Wen's eyes flickered, and he smiled. "The patient in Room 806, Bed 032, is the mother of a friend. I hope you can take care of her, and I would like to know about her condition."

Although he had paid 10,000 yuan, the hospital was notorious for its high costs. A more complex illness would likely require more, and 10,000 yuan might not last long for hospitalization.

Now that Han Jianguo had appeared, he did not mind asking for his help, as Han Jianguo owed him a favor.

"Ha ha, no problem, it's a small matter."

Han Jianguo laughed heartily, waved his hand, and walked to the service counter to inquire about Mo Wen's friend.

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