Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1289: Medical Treatment Is Best When There Is No Illness

“See? I told you there wouldn’t be a problem.”

When the Winslow couple rushed forward recklessly, Fu Qian didn’t try to stop them. Instead, another beam of moonlight sent Orintel flying, swiftly putting an end to Silent Contemplation.

His final action was to bow slightly to the patient’s relatives, motioning toward Miss Winslow lying at his feet.

The abnormalities on her body had vanished without a trace, her face now lifelike—a result Fu Qian imagined would match what the patient’s relatives hoped for.

The lighting was poor; these two mere mortals clearly couldn’t perceive any finer details.

So, as he let go of her hand, Fu Qian casually flicked her forehead as a parting gesture.

As Miss Jane’s body jolted awake, the icy expressions on her parents’ faces instantly melted away.

“Jane is okay? Then earlier, you were…”

But clearly their lingering doubts remained, as Mr. Winslow asked his question with a complex expression.

“A healer delights in curing the unill, believing it a merit.”

Regrettably, the experts’ answer seemed obscure, and Mr. Winslow had no chance to press further.

“Who are you, really?”

Covered in wounds but still defiant, Orintel spoke with a voice that preceded him.

Despite everything, the sight of a fully recovered Jane had evidently invalidated his initial assumptions about Fu Qian’s intentions.

And the recent, dazzling spectacle plagued his thoughts like a vision he couldn’t shake.

“Moonlight burns like frost—it’s the only light piercing the veil. But do not fear the darkness, for it has always been here.”

Alas, Fu Qian’s response was steeped in the cryptic aura of a Shen Gun.

“Right now, unlike you who follow the Herder forward, my eyes are already open.”

“You’re coming with me today!”

It was clear Orintel harbored a deep hatred for Fu Qian’s riddling demeanor—not to mention the heartbreak of shattered love that colored his rage.

“Where to?”

Staring at Orintel’s exposed gums, Fu Qian didn’t respond in anger; instead, he nodded slightly and asked calmly.

“The West District Church, of course. Where else could it be?”

“Got it. I’m a bit occupied right now, but I’ll visit later.”

“Don’t even think about it—!”

Orintel’s fury, leaking in spurts, was abruptly silenced by the sudden shift before him.

Coldness engulfed the air as an even more resplendent brilliance descended, illuminating his figure in a near-unhuman light.

And by the time the radiance faded, no trace of him remained.

…

[Mission Evaluation: Good Doctor Leytin]

At the crossroads, an exquisite leather boot lightly stepped down from mid-air.

Following the hints in the letter earlier, the moment Fu Qian took this step, he had traversed into the carriage.

After a night of diagnosis and treatment, he finally completed the latter step.

The street remained silent and deserted, the letter in his hand vanished, replaced by the continuous ringing of the mission summary.

[As upper-class members of Leytin, the Winslow family recently found themselves beset by even higher-level troubles.

Mr. Winslow was well aware of the dangers at hand, knowing that any mistake could bring devastating consequences to his family.

But he was equally aware that no degree of risk outweighed losing his daughter.

After attempting various methods, he ultimately took a significant gamble, placing his hopes in a mysterious wandering healer.

The healer delivered an astonishingly optimistic prognosis and, amidst heavy skepticism, proved his claims beyond doubt.

Jane Winslow regained her health and no longer felt the presence of the Stars shining upon her.

Orintel returned to The Sect, carrying his broken heart.

Natalie and the father of her unborn child were expelled together.

Despite substantial evidence of the latter’s embezzlement, the magnanimous Mr. Winslow refrained from pressing charges. Not only did he forgo sending him to prison, he even provided a generous severance package.]

[Kills: None]

[Rewards: SAN Points +20]

[Special Reward: Fine Spirit Wine]

[Current SAN Points: 115, Current Inspiration: 99]

A positive mindset, it seems, is indeed crucial for restoring one’s health.

Listening attentively to the mission summary, Fu Qian felt remarkably satisfied with his performance on this journey.

As the attending physician, he maintained a rigorous approach to treatment, paired with an optimistic mindset, successfully countering inappropriate practices like mournful celebrations and excessive medical interventions. He concluded this impeccable consultation, a true example of benevolence.

Of course, the rewards were equally abundant.

Two major factions in Leytin witnessed the glory of me, the Dark Moon Cult Leader, in a near-perfect display.

Moved by their shock, it’s unlikely either side will dare to slack in their efforts.

With the clues I’ve left behind, the World Within the Painting will undoubtedly receive unprecedented attention.

Even more gratifying, this attention was born days ago and has already driven effort up to this moment.

This is the ultimate utilization of time.

Additionally, the reactions from Mr. Winslow in the summary were very intriguing.

This man is undoubtedly clear-headed.

Fu Qian believes that even with Miss Jane’s recovery, there’s no way Mr. Winslow would extend foolish magnanimity to two individuals who previously posed threats to his daughter.

Perhaps to consider Orintel’s feelings, he may refrain from dealing harshly with Natalie, but the fact that he completely let off the morally compromised steward indicates the latter’s role in this affair is far from passive.

And Mr. Winslow’s actions suddenly make a lot of sense.

If he had sent the steward to prison, leaving him destitute, the erratic and unhinged governess Natalie would likely sever ties with her “tool” instantly, finding various means to pursue her intellectual ambitions.

Clearly, Mr. Winslow wouldn’t want her to escape this way. Instead, he chose to tie the two together for the rest of their lives using a sum of money.

If Natalie had any sense of strategy, the bargaining chip she’d wield beyond any doubt would be her unborn child.

From this perspective, this revenge-driven father even saved a life.