Invincible Kungfu Healer

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

While eating, Qin Xiaoyou's mood was not very good. Mo Wen could only awkwardly laugh non-stop. Meanwhile, Wang Xiaofei was like a powder keg and had gone all out in ordering the dishes. She had specially chosen the expensive dishes, as if she was trying to make Mo Wen a pauper by eating.

The meal was very uncomfortable. However, Mo Wen was very good at suppressing his feelings and had managed to force down quite a couple bowls of rice. He had even helped both Qin Xiaoyou and Wang Xiaofei get some of the dishes, which had garnered a few eyerolls from Wang Xiaofei.

After finishing the meal, Wang Xiaofei became very self-aware and left on her own. Meanwhile, Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou strolled together in the little forest by the school while holding hands.

"Why did Teacher Shen Jing look for you for today?" Qin Xiaoyou asked gently.

Mo Wen knew that lying would no longer solve the issue. He could only say the truth.

"She wanted to learn one of my medical healing skill sets. Previously, I had agreed to her request. However, her comprehension was not very good… So, even after half a day, she still has not been able to learn it."

"Then, in order to teach her, you're not even going to eat your meals anymore?" Qin Xiaoyou rolled her eyes at Mo Wen. Previously, when Mo Wen had rushed over, there was clearly a rice grain in the corner of his mouth. Yet, he still claimed that he had not eaten. Why was he being so dishonest?

"Oh…"

Mo Wen knew that Qin Xiaoyou was deliberating with irony. After an awkward moment, he replied with a thick skin, "There was no choice. In order to thank me for teaching her, Teacher Shen Jing insisted on dragging me to her house for a meal. It's not very good if I don't eat at all, but if I do eat, it would take a long time. So I could only hurriedly gobble down two mouthfuls before rushing over to the canteen."

"I don't feel like believing you."

Qin Xiaoyou let out a light sigh and looked at Mo Wen through a side-glance.

However, the increasing blush on her cheeks indicated that she had apparently become less angry already.

"Alright, what are you being jealous for?" Mo Wen patted Qin Xiaoyou's little head.

"Who's being jealous? You really can't get anything good out of that filthy mouth," Qin Xiaoyou said while she glared at Mo Wen.

"Look at you being so petty, don't brush it off as nothing. Even if it's a bit weird, so what? I'm a man. Isn't it normal to have three wives, four concubines, twelve mistresses, and the likes?" Mo Wen said emotionlessly.

When he was the imperial physician in the palace, the entire living quarters of the palace was filled with the emperor's women such that three wives and four concubines was nothing compared to it. Any one of the imperial court officials already had over ten rooms of concubines, while some even had more than three-digit numbers. It was weird now because it had become uncommon.

"What did you say?" Qin Xiaoyou gritted her teeth. She enunciated each and every word as she asked.

"Erm… The moon tonight is so big and round," Mo Wen looked at the black sky and laughed.

"Round your head."

Qin Xiaoyou wanted to step on Mo Wen's face. She said with her arms akimbo, "Xiaofei already said, if you dare be unfaithful, she will do that to you."

As she said that, she extended two of her fair and slender fingers to gesture a cutting action.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth twitched a little, and he felt a chill run down his body. That woman, Wang Xiaofei, was really a little too ruthless.

"Mo Wen."

Qin Xiaoyou suddenly came forward to hug Mo Wen, her eyes glazed over with a layer of tears.

"Don't leave me, alright?"

"Xiaoyou, are you certain you want to follow me? If you're certain, it's not a matter of whether I will leave you, but rather whether you will leave me."

Mo Wen's arms encircled Qin Xiaoyou's slim waist. He raised his eyebrows and a smile stretched across his face.

"Tyrant."

Qin Xiaoyou rolled her eyes at Mo Wen and smoothed her lips a little before leaping forward to plant a kiss on Mo Wen.

It was only after a while did the two of them separate. Qin Xiaoyou's face had become flushed.

"Next time, if you don't like me or don't care for me and go around being unfaithful, I will run away and ensure that you will not able to find me forever."

Qin Xiaoyou buried her head in Mo Wen's embrace, and just like a kitten, she nestled up against Mo Wen's body with deep affection.

"You're still thinking of running away? Fat chance. No matter what, even if I have to ascend to the heavens or go down to hell, I will find you back."

…

In the next few days, Mo Wen would go to Shen Jing's house after school. After talking it out clearly with Qin Xiaoyou, she would rarely bother him about it anymore, as if she had no more feelings of jealousy.

Mo Wen stretched and lazily climbed up from the sofa. He comfortably let out a sigh. He was feeling very relaxed with double the energy.

Meanwhile, Shen Jing had just completed her massage assignment and once again went into the kitchen to busy herself. Not long afterwards, the entire table in front of Mo Wen had been filled with dishes. The aroma had seized him and it whet one's appetite.

"Not bad," Mo Wen praised as he dug up the rice.

"Even food can't stifle your mouth."

Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen. Now, she really wanted to stifle that mouth of his.

"Xiaojing ah, your progress these few days has been rather fast. Not bad, not bad. If you continue to work at it, I believe you would be able to learn my ultimate technique in just a couple of days."

Mo Wen's mouth was stuffed with rice, so his words were muffled and unclear.

"Call me Xiaojing one more time, and believe it or not, I will stuff your head down the toilet bowl!"

Shen Jing grinded her teeth as she looked at Mo Wen. This Mo Wen was really becoming more and more arrogant. He simply showed no respect to his elders and superiors. After only teaching her for a few days, he was ready to climb all over her.

"A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime. Why don't you know this important principle of respect for your teacher at all?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"So, you mean I have to call you father?"

Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen fiercely. How could he only be a father if he was already an ancestor?

"Don't, being a father makes me sound too old. In the future, calling me Big Brother Mo will do."

"So do you still want to eat? If you don't, I'm going to throw out all the food. You can go and eat sh*t…"

…

When Mo Wen taught Shen Jing, he did not do so shoddily. The purpose of getting Shen Jing to massage him was to get her familiarized with the most basic finger techniques, as well as the body's acupoints and its relative changes.

If not, teaching her the theoretical knowledge would only allow her a broad understanding instead of allowing her to put it to practical use.

After the few days of training, Shen Jing had basically almost become a master. After all, she was also a doctor and was familiar with the body's various joints and organs. Hence, when she learnt it, it was far easier than for the average person.

After eating, Mo Wen left Shen Jing's house. After all, a two-hour training session everyday was about it. Any longer than that and Shen Jing would not be able to take it.

Just as he had arrived below the male dormitory, Mo Wen realized he had left his phone in Shen Jing's house. Feeling helpless, he had no choice but to return to Shen Jing's house once again to retrieve his phone.

However, when he had arrived at Shen Jing's door, he noticed that the door to the living room was wide open. It appeared as though there was nobody inside.

He perplexedly walked inside and circled around before realizing that there was, indeed, nobody in the house.

It was so late in the night, so where could have Shen Jing run off to? A look of suspicion flashed through Mo Wen's eyes.

Then, his pupils suddenly contracted. There were traces of blood in the house, and a glass cup was knocked over on the floor with its sparkling glass shards scattered all over.

Had something happened? In a moment, those three words surfaced in Mo Wen's head.

He had just left Shen Jing's house half an hour ago, so something must have happened in that time.

He searched the entire building once, but did not find any traces of Shen Jing. On the stairs, there were some subtle traces of blood which led up the stairs.

Mo Wen's face darkened. He found his phone from Shen Jing's sofa and called Shen Jing's number.

Shen Jing's phone was always with her, so perhaps he would be able to call through.

Indeed, the call had gone through…

However, before there could be a sound from the other side, the line had dropped suddenly. When he called again, the phone had already been turned off.

Mo Wen furrowed his brows. Just what had happened in Shen Jing's house?

From whatever had happened till now, it should not have exceeded half an hour.

With a flash of his silhouette, he had leapt out of the window. Multiple flashes later and he then disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Within a short two to three minutes, he had returned to the dormitory once again. With a single foot, he kicked open Dongfang Yi's door and barged in.

The bedroom door was knocked open with a "ping" sound and gave Dongfang Yi a fright. He stood up angrily, and after noticing that Mo Wen was standing by the door, his face turned black immediately. It was already the third time; he could take it no more!

"What are you doing here again?"

Dongfang Yi basically bit out with his teeth gritted. If he had not known that he was no match for Mo Wen, he would have stormed forward and taught this b*stard a lesson already.

"Help me find a person," Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Who's gone missing again?"

At this point, Dongfang Yi was a little speechless. Why was it that all the people related to Mo Wen liked to pull the disappearing act?

"Shen Jing, the instructor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine stream class 1413. She had disappeared unexpectedly half an hour ago."

Mo Wen told Dongfang Yi the entire situation in detail.

"She had only disappeared for half an hour," Dongfang Yi furrowed his brows, "It will be a little difficult for me to investigate. However, since I have some leads, I will be able to investigate it."

"Hurry up then. What's the use of spouting nonsense?" Mo Wen said with his eyebrows furrowed.

"You…"

Dongfang Yi had been completely rendered speechless. He had never given out his information without remuneration in return. It could not be helped if Mo Wen was unwilling to give him any, but he still had a temper.

"Pass me your phone. You said you called Shen Jing's phone a couple of minutes ago?" Dongfang Yi asked helplessly.

He knew that at this point, he should not go and provoke Mo Wen. He could only shut his mouth and not be too calculative with Mo Wen.

"That's right." Mo Wen fished out his phone and threw it over to Dongfang Yi.

"Although Shen Jing's phone has been turned off and the signal will not be able to accurately pinpoint her location, I can use the signal memory technology to find out the location of Shen Jing at that point in time."

Dongfang Yi took out a laptop and started it up familiarly. Although he was unable to find the exact location, he could find out Shen Jing's position a few minutes ago, which would make the whole process of finding her easier.

But even before Dongfang Yi had finished setting it up, Mo Wen's phone started ringing. On it, Shen Jing's number was displayed.

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and picked up the phone immediately. Meanwhile, a pensive smile had spread across Dongfang Yi's face. His fingers started tapping swiftly across the laptop's keyboard.

Nobody would have expected Shen Jing's call to come in at this moment.

Just as the call connected, a low voice came through the phone. It was not Shen Jing's voice.

"Are you Shen Jing's fiancee who hails from a very rich family?"

"Who are you? Where is Shen Jing?"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. Since when had he become Shen Jing's fiancee?

"You don't have to worry about who I am. You just have to know that within an hour, if you don't transfer 20 million dollars into this account, prepare to identify and bury Shen Jing's dead body."

The low voice read out the account number before hanging up. Then, the phone only let out the beeping of an ended call.