Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor-Chapter 1089: First Arrival at the Female Kingdom

Luo Yang came here just to save Zhu Zishan.

This transparent-skinned woman seems to have contracted this mysterious illness right from her mother’s womb.

"Is this illness congenital?" Luo Yang asked.

"Yes. I have been like this ever since I was born. I have never walked on land; I always lived in the water. My sister calls me Shuimei, and you can call me Shuimei too," said the transparent woman.

From these words, it was evident that Shuimei had placed her hopes on Luo Yang.

But there’s one thing that Luo Yang didn’t quite understand: how did Shuimei know about his exceptional medical skills?

"Elder Sister Shuimei, your illness is too complex..."

Before Luo Yang could finish, Shuimei got angry.

"You’re saying my illness is incurable?!"

Hearing this despairing tone, Luo Yang felt that if he said "yes," Zishan’s little life might not be spared.

His mind raced, and Luo Yang replied with confidence, "Elder Sister Shuimei, I don’t mean that it’s incurable; it’s just that it might take a bit more time."

Upon hearing this, Shuimei’s tone softened considerably.

"I’ve been like this for twenty years already; I don’t mind waiting a few more days. If you can make me walk on land, I can marry you!" Shuimei suddenly said.

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Luo Yang was startled and quickly said, "Elder Sister Shuimei, there’s no need. Saving a life is a greater merit than building a seven-tiered pagoda. Helping you with your illness is what someone with my medical knowledge should do."

Speaking against his conscience, Luo Yang felt a bit embarrassed.

Marrying a woman from Skull Fortress—who could guarantee he wouldn’t turn into a set of skull bones by dawn?

Luo Yang had no fondness for the people of Skull Fortress and only wanted to stay away from these evildoers.

"I keep my word! As long as you cure me, I will be yours!" Shuimei asserted uncompromisingly.

This...

If so, Luo Yang didn’t dare to cure Shuimei’s illness.

After all, Shuimei could live in the water, so why bother walking on land? Is there anything enviable about that?

Being able to swim freely in the ocean truly inspires admiration.

"Elder Sister Shuimei, I’m not someone who takes advantage of others. You’re sick, and I’m helping you; that’s the right thing to do. Don’t repay me with ancient methods. Just release my friend, and it’ll be fine," Luo Yang said.

"I! Don’t go back on my word! Is Zhu your wife?!" Shuimei asked.

In such a situation, if he misspoke and angered Shuimei, Zhu Zishan might be in danger.

Luo Yang thought for a moment and said, "Does it matter?"

Shuimei seriously replied, "Yes! If she’s your wife, I will be the main one, and she will be secondary!"

At times, when Shuimei spoke, she seemed to lack energy, and Luo Yang worried she might pass out while talking.

"Elder Sister Shuimei, I can help you with your illness, but it can’t be cured in a day. Can I meet with my friend now?" Luo Yang quickly changed the topic.

"No! You help me with my illness right now!" Shuimei demanded.

At this point, Luo Yang had no choice but to sit by the edge of the pool, stretch his hand into the water, and check Shuimei’s pulse.

For a moment, Luo Yang considered capturing Shuimei on the spot or pulling her out of the water.

But if he failed, Zhu Zishan would surely die.

Thus, Luo Yang had to think three times about this risky move.

Touching Shuimei’s skin felt like touching ice, cold and smooth.

After checking the pulse, Luo Yang realized that Shuimei had no pulse!

This situation was not recorded in the medical section of the Shennong Scripture!

Luo Yang was also flustered.

"You! Can’t cure me?!" Shuimei sensed something from Luo Yang’s worried expression.

"No! Your illness is particularly complex, and it might take a long time to treat." Luo Yang replied without hesitation.

A moment’s hesitation would make Shuimei more suspicious.

"As long as my illness can be cured, time is not a problem!" Shuimei said excitedly.

At present, he could only treat a dead horse as a living one. The urgent task is to find out where Zhu Zishan is being held.

"Where is my friend Zhu Zishan? I’d like to say a few words to her," Luo Yang requested.

"Once you cure my illness, she will appear!" Shuimei said.

It sounded like Zhu Zishan was under house arrest.

Everyone entered the altar under the Frozen Lake, and they needed Zhu Zishan to accompany them.

If Zhu Zishan disappeared and Luo Yang didn’t explain the situation, Hua XiYi and others would think Luo Yang deliberately hid Zhu Zishan.

This blame, Luo Yang did not want to carry.

He couldn’t bear it even if he wanted to.

The Skull Fortress must know Zhu Zishan is going to find the Blood Devil, Luo Yang said, "If Zhu Zishan doesn’t show up, then I’m in trouble. So will my other friends. You should understand."

Shuimei pondered silently.

This made it clear she knew Zhu Zishan’s significance to Hua XiYi and others, but she just hadn’t found a solution yet.

By her demeanor, she intended to imprison Zhu Zishan until Luo Yang cured her illness.

"Take him to meet my sister!" Shuimei suddenly said.

Her sister?

Damn.

Still need to meet her sister?

Luo Yang just wanted to quickly find out where Zhu Zishan was held and rescue her.

Once Zhu Zishan was rescued, he didn’t want any more involvement with the Skull Fortress people.

If the Eight Immortals Hall, Jiuyang Hall, and Shi Sheng Palace found out Luo Yang came into contact with Skull Fortress, he might become a target of public criticism.

The hoarse-voiced woman respectfully acknowledged and led Luo Yang around the large pool, heading deep into the basement.

It would seem that this basement was most likely a long strip.

While passing by the large pool, Luo Yang glanced down and saw that the pool floor was pot-shaped. Whether it was connected to an underground river was unknown.

Gradually, a red light appeared ahead, indicating there were more red lanterns.

Suddenly, more potted plants appeared, and Luo Yang guessed Shuimei’s sister might like plants.

After walking a hundred steps, he saw various ornamental plants, including cacti, gingers, morning glories, and more.

While looking around left and right, the hoarse-voiced woman suddenly reached out to stop Luo Yang, preventing him from moving forward.

As Luo Yang took a look forward, he was startled.

Don’t panic, he only saw women’s clothing hung up, like skirts, dress pants, casual pants...

The various large glasses and small clothes were dazzling, providing quite the spectacle.

Even a clothing city might not have so many clothes.

The most peculiar thing was, they were all women’s; not a single piece belonged to men.

Of course, if one insists that the triangular small garment could belong to a man, there’s nothing to be done about that either.

While being amazed, a strange thought crossed his mind, startling Luo Yang.

It must be known that the Skull Fortress, once they start killing, are merciless.

Could it be that these clothes...

Luo Yang was wondering if the Skull Fortress brought back the clothes of slain women and hung them as trophies for display.

But with so many clothes, a rough estimate would be at least a few thousand pieces.

Luo Yang muttered a prayer in his heart, hoping these outfits were not those of the deceased.

"Reporting to Lord Bao, Mr. Luo has arrived," the hoarse-voiced woman said respectfully.

Speaking in the basement, the sound echoed, and one could still hear the words "has arrived" long after, as if someone were harmonizing.

Only an extremely old woman’s voice came from behind the pile of clothes: "Bring him here."

Then the hoarse-voiced woman signaled Luo Yang to continue with her.

The further they walked, the narrower the path became.

Surrounded by clothes, they had to weave through them, giving a taste of first entering the Female Kingdom.

Occasionally, when his head brushed against large glasses or small clothing, questions would surface in Luo Yang’s mind: who wore these?