It’s the fifth day, and still no news of Si Miaoxue. Over at Huaye Tower, everything is calm. Such things seem quite common for them.

Every year, the tower master would either fast or go out once or twice, sometimes for half a month, other times for one or two months before returning.

Qin Yanran has other business elsewhere, so not being in Dongshan City is normal for her.

There’s really nothing much to fuss about.

Yet, Lin Miao knew full well Si Miaoxue’s purpose for going out this time. She went to Longchuan Canyon to find Yue Mei’Er.

Though both belong to the Moon Worship Sect, they are not of the same mind. So, if conflict arises, it’s not assured they won’t come to blows.

Si Miaoxue is alone, but Yue Mei’Er might not be.

He worried that Si Miaoxue might suffer, and since Yue Mei’Er was also looking for the Saint Heir to seize power, if they meet, it might turn into a life-and-death battle over the right to search for the Saint Heir.

Just like Long Po and Bai Feng, because of some old grievances between the two sects, not only did they both suffer injuries, but one almost lost an arm, and the other nearly died.

If they were mortal enemies, it would be one thing, but this is merely a struggle for interests in the martial world, not yet to the point of fighting to the death.

Lin Miao was wondering if he should close his clinic for three days and head to Longchuan Canyon himself...

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin..." An urgent shout interrupted his thoughts. He got up, intending to find the source of the voice.

The door curtain lifted, and a middle-aged woman rushed into the consultation area. Upon entering, she knelt before him: "Mr. Lin, please save my son, he’s only ten..."

"Madam, please get up. I don’t yet know what’s wrong with your child. What’s happened to him? Is he here?" Lin Miao hurriedly reached out and helped her up from the ground.

"He’s at home, coughing blood, coughing a lot of blood..."

"Quick, take me there. Xia Zhu, carry my medicine chest and come with me!" As soon as Lin Miao heard the word "coughing blood," he knew it was an urgent condition and could not delay.

Lin Miao and Xia Zhu hastily followed the mother to her home.

But when they arrived, they were met with a scene that left him both amused and exasperated.

In the courtyard, the child’s father seemed to have invited some sort of master to perform a ritual. Perhaps he thought the child suddenly coughing blood was due to some evil spirit...

This kind of ignorance is all too common, even in an era of advanced science.

The child’s mother led Lin Miao and Xia Zhu towards the house.

"What are you doing? You can’t enter the house. The master said it’s due to an evil spirit. If you disturb it, it will harm my son..." The father blocked Lin Miao, refusing to let him enter.

This was awkward.

"This is Mr. Lin, I brought him to save our son!" The woman desperately pulled her husband, fearing he would offend Lin Miao. If Lin Miao got angry and refused to save her son, it would be over.

"Sir, I’m a physician. I’ve come to help your child. Would you let me in to at least take a look at him?"

"This..."

"No, you absolutely cannot let him in. He will disrupt my ritual!"

The so-called master stopped his ritual and directly threatened, "You invited me today, and now this so-called physician. If you disturb the evil spirit and it doesn’t want to leave your child’s body, if the child dies in the end, don’t blame me for not warning you!"

At this, the father became anxious and stood firmly at the door, resolute in not letting Lin Miao and Xia Zhu in.

Under such circumstances, Lin Miao was at a loss. After all, the old saying "a physician does not force entry" is a hard-learned lesson from countless experiences.

If the child’s father refuses his treatment, there’s nothing he can do. If he saves the child, he’s credited. But what if he can’t save the child?

He’d only be inviting trouble.

Doctors certainly follow the principle of "curing illness and saving lives," but under the precondition of ensuring their own safety. Otherwise, how can one save others if they can’t save themselves?

"Madam, perhaps you should discuss this further with your husband." Lin Miao took a step back proactively. It wasn’t that he was unwilling to help, but under these circumstances, he couldn’t just rush in recklessly.

He didn’t even know what the child was suffering from, and the father was standing firm against him, leaving him powerless.

"Dear, this is Mr. Lin, his medical skills are excellent. He healed the illness of Old Zhang’s grandson on the street in front..."

"Your child isn’t ill, it’s an evil spirit. A physician can’t treat that!" The master sneered, "Think about it, how could someone suddenly cough up blood without any cause? If it’s not an evil spirit, what else could it be? Your child has offended some evil spirit that feeds on vital blood."

"The master makes sense. You two, get out, get out. I don’t want you to save him. The master said, once the evil spirit leaves, my son will be fine!" The husband evidently chose to believe the master and picked up a broomstick to drive them away.

Seeing this, the woman, who might usually fear her husband at home, didn’t dare step forward and could only stand there crying...

Lin Miao and Xia Zhu were left with no choice, first stepping out of the house, then being chased out of the courtyard.

"Mr. Lin, what do we do?" Xia Zhu, encountering such a family for the first time, was puzzled why they’d refuse a physician’s visit for their ailing son and instead invite some master for exorcism.