Chapter 1386: 1386: Can't Deny Me (4)

Chapter 1386: Chapter 1386: Can’t Deny Me (4)

Medicine King Hall is located on the east road within Lingyin Temple, comprising one of the larger and relatively more independent courtyards.

A group of people walked over from Daxiong Baodian, which was already filled with quite a few devout followers. Yet, the atmosphere was serene; everyone would consciously lighten their footsteps upon approaching the entrance, even softening their breaths.

Indeed, temples everywhere are quite similar, as are the forms of religious services. Having experienced it at Qinglian Temple before, there was nothing peculiar here.

“Xiuxiu, let’s go together.” Dong Wenming came over and invited Dong Wenxiu to enter with him.

Dong Wenxiu glanced at Yang Ruxin.

Yang Ruxin nodded, “Mother, please go with my uncle. I’ll just walk around outside.”

“I’ll accompany Aunt Xiu.” Yu Qingge followed them in to listen to the Buddhist teachings.

Dong Wenxiu nodded and entered the hall with Dong Wenming, respectfully placing the Buddhist scriptures she had embroidered earlier onto a table at the front, before finding a cushion to sit on.

Meanwhile, the Ya Family also arrived with Dong Ruoqiu and Yang Baiyue.

Yang Ruxin nodded to Mrs. Ya as a form of greeting, then instructed Du Juan to keep a good watch on Dong Wenxiu, while she herself turned to visit the side hall of Medicine King Hall, where the historical Medicine King Sun Simiao, along with the two Divine Doctors, Bian Que and Hua Tuo, were enshrined.

Since everyone was in the main hall, other areas were less crowded.

“Xinxin.”

Having just offered incense and kowtowed, planning to leave after dropping the Incense money, a nauseating voice called from behind, causing Yang Ruxin to frown and turn around, “Cousin-in-law, shouldn’t you be with my cousin? Why are you here?” she said as she walked towards the exit.

Yang Baiyue wore a pained expression but continued to follow, “Xinxin, I know you hate me, but you can’t deny me, after all, I am your—”

“Mo Wenjie.” Yang Ruxin suddenly turned frosty, “Have you forgotten what you said back at the old Yang Family estate? Are you sure you want to continue? No worries, just step out now and admit that you’re not Mo Wenjie, that you’re Yang Baiyue who was thought to have died six years ago, then I’ll acknowledge you as my father.”

“I…”

“Don’t talk to me about amnesia—I’m a doctor, I can tell at a glance whether it’s amnesia or not. Isn’t it too coincidental? If my mother weren’t the lost daughter of the Dong Family, would you still come to recognize us?” Yang Ruxin sneered, “Perhaps even the heavens couldn’t stand watching your cruel and ungrateful actions, so they arranged for my mother to become the young lady of the Dong Family—which, by the way, is a fate you should thoroughly enjoy…”

“Xinxin, even if I’m entirely in the wrong, I’m still your father. The blood running through your veins is mine, and that will never change.” Yang Baiyue took a deep breath inwardly; these two damned people were very lucky. The carriage and even the horses were tampered with, yet they survived. Could it truly be divine intervention aiding them?

“Why don’t you just say it?” Yang Ruxin laughed, “Let’s see if you can disgust a bunch of people to death.”

“You…”

“What? You want to hit me?” Yang Ruxin stepped forward, smiling strangely, “But haven’t you felt a sporadic ache in your lower abdomen?”

Yang Baiyue’s face suddenly turned pale.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you die. However, the suffering will follow you for the rest of your life.” Yang Ruxin spread her hands, “Do you remember what I told you when you came to me for treatment? If the treatments are insufficient, the poison inside you will persist forever…”