The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Chapter 1599 - 1598: Public Outrage

"Old lady, you're here to seek the Divine Doctor's help too, aren't you? Let me tell you, the Divine Doctor hasn't appeared for a long time. Many people have waited for days and left without seeing the Divine Doctor. People like us, waiting for the Divine Doctor to save our lives, have been kneeling outside for several days, but they haven't come out. I advise you, if your family's illness isn't too serious, find another doctor, so you don't waste time."Just like Bei Lin, it's not unusual for those who have a serious illness themselves or a family member with a serious illness to come seeking the Divine Doctor's help. They advised Bei Lin out of goodwill, not wanting her to waste too much time.

"It's okay, the Divine Doctor is just temporarily declining visitors. I'll wait a bit longer, I'm not in a hurry."

Bei Lin's voice was like a willow warbler, melodious and sweet, unlike other 'old ladies', whose voices would turn hoarse and aged with time.

"Your voice, old lady, sounds like a little girl's, quite pleasant. Fine, fine, do as you please. If you want to wait ten days to half a month, it's no big deal."

Seeing Bei Lin's determination, the others waiting for the Divine Doctor next door didn't persuade her further. After all, everyone followed the principle of first come, first served, so Bei Lin waiting there didn't affect them much.

The Divine Doctor was actually at home, having shut herself away for quite some time now.

Initially, she only wanted to settle in the peach blossom land, but then she accidentally saved a person's life. Her reputation grew to the point where everyone in the peach blossom land knew of her, and she realized that agreeing to treat people was a mistake from the start.

The Divine Doctor cannot heal herself. After working tirelessly for some time, she found her health deteriorating. Checking her own pulse, she knew that if she carried on like this, she would surely exhaust herself to death.

Lying in bed, her beautiful eyes stared outside the window. She suddenly wanted to leave the peach blossom land. The worse her health became, the stronger her desire to leave. The steadfast ideas buried in her heart about seclusion and returning stronger had become mere bubbles. Her heart, as those fantasies of the man occasionally appeared before her eyes, told her she had already lost.

Wen Jinjin's eyes were moist, her tears soaking the entire pillow. How many days had she shut herself in the room?

It seemed even she could barely remember.

"Tang Rao, during the time away from you, I missed you so much. No one knows to what extent I missed you. After I left, did you think of me or try to find me?"

Struggling to get up from bed, Wen Jinjin looked at her own hands. These hands had killed and saved people. During her time apart from Tang Rao, Wen Jinjin had a fortuitous encounter and, through her healing skills, built quite a reputation for herself.

But would Tang Rao like the person she had become now? Back then... back then, Wen Jinjin felt tainted, her reputation sullied, so she left Tang Rao. Even now, she didn't know if Tang Rao would despise her.

If Tang Rao looks down on her, even though she is the Divine Doctor, given Tang Rao's character, he would still look down on her, right?

"Divine Doctor Wen, please save my wife. If she isn't treated soon, she truly won't make it."

Outside Wen Jinjin's door, it had been buzzing for days. Every day, there were plenty of people waiting outside, wailing as if their lives depended on it. Hearing those cries asking for help, Wen Jinjin had developed an immunity, ignoring them no matter how they cried.

"Divine Doctor Wen, my wife is pregnant. As long as you're willing to help, our whole family's lives will be yours. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."

It started to drizzle outside. Wen Jinjin had anticipated that with so many people, queues might run into blazing sunshine or rainy days, so she had someone set up a shelter outside. Bei Lin was now in it, while an anxious man, instead of seeking shelter from the rain, knelt with his pregnant wife in front of Wen Jinjin's door, determined not to get up unless she saved them.

"Please, Divine Doctor Wen. You're the Divine Doctor who saves people's lives, how could you not help my wife? If anything were to happen to her, our Li Family line would be cut off!"

The man's heart-wrenching cries were met with Wen Jinjin's determined refusal to emerge.

She thought this man was wholeheartedly trying to save his woman's life, but realized he only wanted to save the child in her womb.

She had thought she finally encountered a genuinely devoted man, yet realized such devotion was as rare as a phoenix feather, not as easily found as she imagined.

"Please, Divine Doctor Wen, help my wife. She's nearing death. Aren't you known for having the heart of a Bodhisattva? Why can't you save her?"

Hearing the man's cries, those taking shelter inside couldn't bear it. Those who held high expectations for the Divine Doctor felt agitation towards her after seeing her attitude and hearing the man's cries.

"Divine Doctor Wen, the man's wife is about to die. Aren't you the Divine Doctor who saves lives with impartiality? It's a life at stake. Aren't you planning to save her? We'll give you as much Purple Crystal as you want, just please ensure she delivers the baby safely."

Once one person spoke up, others followed. Most in the shelter didn't just want the pregnant woman treated; they aimed to force Wen Jinjin out—this was their true intention.

Bei Lin could see through their intentions? But she had her own troubles and didn't want to meddle in others' affairs.

Wen Jinjin intended to keep ignoring them, to recuperate first. But she didn't expect that the situation outside would grow more agitated, as if without her going out to 'dispense medical aid', she would be drowned in their outcry.

The voices outside grew louder, and she feared that if she didn't go out soon, they would storm inside in a fit of impulsiveness.

People could do anything once their emotions hit a certain peak; of this, she was certain.

When Wen Jinjin got up from the bed, she was already gasping for breath.