“Online! You said online, didn’t you? What kind of net? Explain it to me clearly!”
The man grabbed Mingxi’s hand, his tone extremely agitated.
Mingxi was startled by his sudden revival. “Let go, let go! You’re about to crush my hand!”
The man loosened his grip slightly but still looked at her with hopeful eyes.
Mingxi tentatively whispered: “Inter.”
The man responded: “net.”
They said simultaneously: “Network!”
Well, well! So they’d encountered a fellow transmigrator!
Mingxi immediately felt relieved, while the man also relaxed and promptly fainted.
Mingxi: “…Bro, big bro, don’t faint now! You’re so big I can’t carry you. Hold on a little longer!”
Having endured for so long already, what difference would a little more time make? Why faint so quickly?
Mingxi felt both angry and speechless. Originally, she couldn’t bear to leave this man unattended, but now that she knew he was a fellow transmigrator, she absolutely had to save him. After all, they were compatriots.
There was no way she could leave today—at the very least, she had to save this man first.
Gritting her teeth, Mingxi carried the man on her back. While trudging forward with difficulty, she muttered complaints: “What kind of luck is this? If I enter the city carrying someone like this, will I get arrested?”
In this era, things were so sensitive. The man was covered in blood—clearly no ordinary person.
The more Mingxi thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Eventually, she found a spot to hide the man. His bleeding had stopped, and most of his injuries were superficial. The herbal medicine was quite effective, so leaving him here for a while should be fine.
“Just pray that you’re a good person. I’m going to find someone to help save you. If you’re a bad guy, considering we’re both transmigrators and I saved you, please don’t drag me into this.”
Mingxi hadn’t stopped talking the entire time. While she could leisurely stroll on her way here, now she had to sprint back at full speed.
She didn’t have many close connections here, so she could only seek out Old Qi.
If the man was good, Old Qi could send someone to rescue him. If he was bad, they could just arrest him directly.
By the time she returned and found Old Qi, it was already nighttime.
Upon hearing her story, Old Qi immediately brought people to help without another word.
Along the way, Old Qi continued scolding her.
“You’re just a young woman. When you encounter an injured man on the road, aren’t you afraid? How dare you interact with him directly? What if he’s a bad person?”
“What if that person was faking injury? Someone as pretty as you—if you fell into a trap, you’d truly find no help from heaven or earth.”
Mingxi listened to the lecture with bowed head. She knew Old Qi cared about her and had her best interests at heart.
As they approached where the man was hidden, Old Qi and the two men he brought along began looking increasingly puzzled.
Old Qi asked uncertainly: “Where did you hide him? I still don’t see anyone around.”
The area was completely bare—even the grass wasn’t very tall. Where could anyone possibly be hidden?
Mingxi quickly walked over to where the grass grew slightly taller and started digging up the soil.
“Old Qi, I buried him here. There was nowhere to hide anyone in this area, and I didn’t know if his enemies were nearby. There happened to be a pit here, so I had no choice but to bury him.”
Old Qi and the other two men were dumbfounded.
Burying someone—was this saving a life or taking one?
Old Qi slowly approached with his companions and immediately saw a man with only his head exposed above ground. He lay flat on his back, but everything from his neck down was buried in soil. Even his head had been concealed by grass moments earlier.
Old Qi leaned in for a closer look, and the longer he stared, the more familiar the face seemed.
“Yue Kai!”
Mingxi looked up in confusion. “Old Qi, you know him?”
Old Qi’s expression turned peculiar as he gazed at Yue Kai, who was reduced to just a head above the soil. “Know him? Of course I do. He’s my god-grandson,” he replied—and also the person I wanted to introduce to you, though he kept that last part to himself.
Mingxi’s face froze in astonishment. What were the odds? She’d randomly rescued someone on the roadside who turned out to be not only a fellow time-traveler but also Old Qi’s god-grandson. The world truly felt tiny.
After checking Yue Kai’s breathing, Old Qi immediately began digging him out, with the other two men quickly joining in. Soon, Yue Kai was freed, though he looked even more disheveled than before.
Since Old Qi had arrived by car, their return was swift. Noticing the neatly dressed wounds and applied herbs on Yue Kai, Old Qi asked Mingxi, “Did you handle all these bandages? And the herbal poultice too?”
Mingxi nodded. “That place had nothing to work with, but fortunately, there were some medicinal herbs around. I could only manage basic first aid.”
Old Qi grew even more impressed. If this was her idea of “basic” treatment, her skills were remarkable. What a waste for such talent to leave now! With many traditional Chinese medicine texts destroyed and Western medicine gaining popularity, the treasures left by their ancestors were fading into obscurity.
“Mingxi, would you consider staying here to practice medicine and heal people?”
Mingxi was taken aback. Could she just decide to stay?
Reading her thoughts, Old Qi explained, “I have a way to help you settle here.” Since Mingxi had saved Yue Kai—who carried something critically important—she had indirectly performed a meritorious deed. With a little assistance from him, allowing her to stay wouldn’t be difficult.
“Just tell me: do you want to stay? If you do, there’s no need for you to leave. Remain here as a practitioner of traditional medicine, helping those in need.”
“You’ve had some education, right?”
Mingxi nodded again. “Yes, I graduated high school.”
Old Qi looked puzzled. “If you’re a high school graduate, why does your ex-husband go around claiming you’re uneducated?”
Mingxi replied, “We only met once. He doesn’t really know me.” Although Lin Jianguo constantly dismissed her as uncultured, both she and the original owner of her body were educated.
She herself was a top student in the modern era and a skilled heir to traditional Chinese medicine. As for the original owner, she might not have been a stellar student and had disliked studying, but her father had insisted she complete high school. If only he hadn’t passed away so early, she wouldn’t have ended up in such dire straits.
“Your ex-husband has poor judgment, mistaking a pearl for a fish eye!” Old Qi lamented. But perhaps it was for the best—now someone else could appreciate her worth. A man who failed to recognize her value didn’t deserve such a gem.
And so, Mingxi stayed. Yue Kai was admitted to the hospital for further treatment.
Lin Jianguo had initially been delighted that Mingxi was leaving, but his joy lasted less than a day before Mingxi returned.
Soon after, he heard the news that Mingxi had joined their hospital.
“What medical skills could an uneducated village woman possibly have!”
Lin Jianguo immediately went to ask Director Zhao, wanting to understand how this had happened.