The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 553 - 550: Healing Hands Restore Life

Master Mo glowered, ready to leave in a huff.

"Wait! Leave the patient here. After all that rough handling, a good man could be jostled to death by you all."

Before leaving, Xin Lin called out.

If they wanted to leave Lu Yuan, so be it. His illness was incurable anyway. If he were to die here, it would only confirm their culpability.

Governor Huang waved his hand indifferently, discarding Lu Yuan.

"Master Huang."

Pitifully, Lu Yuan was already weakened considerably, and being abandoned by his mentor, his sorrow peaked. A sweet, fishy taste rose in his throat, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, then fell into a rigid unconsciousness.

"Goodness, Xiao Xin, come over here quick! This lad better not really be dead."

Master Mo sprang forward in a hurry, checking Lu Yuan’s arms and pinching his robust pectoral muscles.

Though Lu Yuan didn’t compare to Beibei, his constant martial training meant that, if not face, then his physique would do.

"He’s not dying; coughing up that blood did him good."

Xin Lin rolled her eyes, quite contemptuous of Master Mo’s blatant groping.

The blood that Lu Yuan coughed up was a dark, congested color, evidently blood of stifled anger. Evacuating it likely cleared the blockages in his damaged Heart Meridian and lung meridian.

Xin Lin signaled Silly Chu to help Lu Yuan up.

Then, she opened the Dan Wood Furnace.

Though Master Mo continued to mutter, his eyes lit up at the fragrance wafting from the furnace.

"Xiao Xin, what’s that? Smells amazing."

Master Mo drooled with desire.

(Mommy, I want some.)

The Overlord Egg was already stirring restlessly.

"Both of you be quiet, or no dinner."

With a sharp glance from Xin Lin, terrifying in its authority, both Master Mo and the Overlord Egg froze like statues.

The instant the Dan Wood Furnace opened, a voice echoed in Xin Lin’s mind.

Inside the furnace, the fire-roasted steamed fish was ready.

Green from the chopped scallions, yellow of tender ginger, and the eight- or nine-pound Black Fish had a clean, smooth flesh, the pale pink meat and milky white broth completely free of any muddy fishy odor.

Above the fish soup floated a layer of crimson pepper flakes, like clouds of fire.

As the aroma spread, everyone in the School Clinic felt a fierce pang in their stomachs.

Xin Lin took a porcelain bowl and scooped out a portion of both the fish and the broth.

Lu Yuan was barely hanging on to life, unconscious, but upon smelling the fish soup, his nostrils flared, and he woke.

Xin Lin fed him a morsel of fish.

These past days, grief had made eating an impossible task for Lu Yuan.

As the tender fish melted in his mouth, he felt his taste buds explode with flavor.

The fish disintegrated, with not a hint of fishiness; the fragrance of scallion and the spicy ginger, combined with the flavors of various herbs, blended into both the fish and the soup.

A warm current surged into his feeble limbs and across his body.

Where this warmth traveled, he felt his parched pulse slowly rejuvenating.

"Hey, don’t drink too much."

Master Mo, enticed by the aroma, looked on piningly, wishing he were the one lying on the stretcher.

After a bowl of fish and soup, Lu Yuan’s pale face gained color, and a thin sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What... what happened to me?"

Lu Yuan sat up, examining his hands.

Despite the loss of his power, he had the sensation that all the previous blockages in his veins had vanished.

"In a nutshell, congratulations, you’ve been reborn from ashes. Just choose a suitable Cultivation Technique, and you’ll recover quickly."

Xin Lin spread her hands, signaling for everyone to go about their business and eat!