Zhao Zilong's Elder Brother and Younger Sister

Ding Ling repeatedly gestured for them not to be so ceremonious.

But it had the opposite effect.

By the end, nearly everyone had knelt and kowtowed in thanks.

Seeing that he could not stop them, Ding Ling could only accept their gratitude.

He had not expected things to work out so neatly.

Not only had he arrived just in time to save the people of Zhao Family Village, but his own maidservant, Zhao Bingxuan, was actually acquainted with Zhao Yun and the others!

This was too absurd, too coincidental.

But when he thought about how Zhao Bingxuan and Zhao Yun both had the surname Zhao, and how their ancestral home was also Zhending in Changshan Commandery,

Ding Ling was relieved.

They were all members of the Zhending Zhao family, so it was perfectly normal for them to have some connection.

Clip-clop!

Zhao Xiaoyu led the way, running swiftly the entire time.

Ding Ling and Zhao Bingxuan followed behind on horseback.

Before long, they arrived in front of a courtyard.

"This is the place."

Zhao Xiaoyu was somewhat reserved, but with her elder brother's life at stake, she could no longer worry about such formalities. She opened the door and let Ding Ling and the others in.

Ding Ling handed the reins to Zhao Bingxuan.

Then he followed Zhao Xiaoyu into the courtyard.

He swept his eyes over the place.

Perhaps because a war had just taken place,

there were fragments of objects scattered everywhere in the courtyard and inside the house.

Zhao Xiaoyu saw that Ding Ling was wearing General's Armor and looked exceptionally mighty. From the small section of sleeve showing beneath it, he could clearly be seen to be wearing fine clothes.

He was obviously a young master from a wealthy family.

Her own family was far too shabby.

Zhao Xiaoyu could not help feeling inferior, timid, and embarrassed.

The closer she got to Ding Ling, the more intense these emotions became.

Only concern for her elder brother's safety managed to suppress them!

Clutching the corner of her clothes, she led Ding Ling into the inner room and pointed at a man lying on the bed:

"He's my elder brother, Zhao Feng."

Ding Ling stepped forward and looked at Zhao Feng.

He had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a resolute face. His build was quite sturdy, and both his hands were covered in calluses. At a glance, it was obvious that he was someone who had worked and practiced martial arts for many years.

But at this moment, his face was deathly pale, and his skin was cold to the touch.

Ding Ling carefully examined him for a while and understood.

This was what happened when a wound became inflamed and did not receive timely treatment.

Ding Ling might have been helpless against internal injuries.

But he was particularly skilled at treating injuries like this.

In the Library of the real world and across the internet, he had read an extraordinary number of medical texts!

He was a true master of medicine!

A miracle-working surgeon!

He immediately ordered Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Bingxuan, who had just arrived, to prepare hot water, needles, thread, and other supplies.

An hour and a half later,

everything was ready.

Ding Ling began using a knife heated until red-hot to cut away the pus-filled flesh on Zhao Feng's body. He then promptly applied the hemostatic and healing herbs he had gathered from the mountain!

The herbs had already undergone Ding Ling's special preparation and possessed miraculous effects.

He was busy for nearly an hour.

Only then did Ding Ling finish, his forehead covered in sweat.

This was his first time performing surgery on someone. Although his techniques were already thoroughly familiar to him, almost having become instinctive, this made his movements exceptionally steady!

Anyone watching would have thought he was an old hand!

But he knew his own limits. This really was his first time doing something like this, and Zhao Feng was Zhao Zilong's elder brother at that. Ding Ling could not help but be cautious and tense!

As a result, this treatment consumed an enormous amount of his mental energy.

Fortunately, he had succeeded.

Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Bingxuan witnessed everything.

They were filled with immense admiration for Ding Ling.

It was one thing for him to be young, brave, and unbelievably formidable!

He was actually also a miracle-working physician!

How incredible!

Their faces were full of adoration.

Zhao Xiaoyu was especially grateful. She even slaughtered the only old hen in the household and stewed it into soup and meat for Ding Ling, hoping he could eat well and have his fill.

Achievement Medal obtained: You saved Zhao Feng, who was certain to die.

Note: According to the course of history, Zhao Feng would certainly not live much longer. Your treatment cured the injury that would have killed him.

Achievement Medal obtained: Zhao Xiaoyu's gratitude!

Note: Zhao Xiaoyu flashed through the currents of history like a firework. Without your rescue, there is no doubt that her fate would have been very unfortunate.

She understood this herself.

She was already extremely grateful to you, and the moment you finished healing Zhao Feng,

she had already begun thinking about working like an ox or horse for you in repayment!

As long as you put in some effort, it would not be difficult to marry her and bring her home!

In ancient times, it was perfectly normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. You need not doubt your charm or ability!

After obtaining two Achievement Medals in succession,

Ordinary Achievement Medals: 24!

This was Ding Ling's current progress.

It was extremely impressive!

There were almost no traces of Zhao Feng or Zhao Xiaoyu in history. Who would have thought that he could obtain Achievement Medals from them?

Was it because they were related to Zhao Zilong?

As a character who could be called the number one in martial prowess during the latter half of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zhao Zilong's fortune was unquestionably immense.

As his close relative, Zhao Feng, who was also no weakling in martial prowess, having an Achievement Medal seemed understandable.

As for Zhao Xiaoyu? Perhaps she had received the exclusive affection of both Zhao Feng and Zhao Zilong, and was deeply grateful to him, which was why she had also yielded an Achievement Medal?

Ding Ling pondered this, but did not overthink it.

After all, this was a good thing, and he hoped to receive more of them.

The next day.

Zhao Feng awoke and naturally expressed his boundless gratitude to Ding Ling.

Upon learning that Ding Ling had come this time to seek Zhao Zilong's Master, Tong Yuan,

Zhao Feng had initially wanted to volunteer to lead the way, but with his injuries, traveling was inconvenient.

In the end, Zhao Xiaoyu took the initiative to say:

"I've been to Mount Penglai several times. I can lead the way!"

Perhaps afraid that Ding Ling would not believe her, she added:

"My martial arts are actually pretty good too. It's just that I fought several battles earlier and was exhausted on top of suffering minor injuries, which was why the bandits were able to capture me alive. With my skills, going into some remote mountains and old forests would be no problem."

Ding Ling thought for a moment, then said:

"Let's wait until your elder brother has mostly recovered before we go. Otherwise, what if the bandits return? Wouldn't you two be in danger?"

Zhao Xiaoyu was even more grateful.

In this era, there were not many important figures who could consider things from the position of the 'common people.'

Ding Ling could be said to be the only general she had ever met who knew how to put himself in others' shoes and consider the 'common people.'

Ding Ling had no idea what Zhao Xiaoyu was thinking.

He acted this way

also because he wanted to raise Zhao Feng and Zhao Xiaoyu's favorability toward him.

That would make it easier to spirit the three Zhao siblings away.

Even if he truly decided to take the Path of the War God and temporarily pledge allegiance to a wise ruler, Ding Ling still hoped to bring a few more experts with him.

That way, his Path of the War God would certainly proceed more smoothly.

And so, three days passed.

During that time, Ding Ling logged off three times.

Each time, he came and went in a hurry.

He still did not communicate with any players.

However, he knew that his fame must have spread across many regions, simply because every time he logged on or off, he noticed some players looking at him with 'strange' gazes.

"What do they mean by this?"

Ding Ling was puzzled.

But he could not be bothered to investigate.

He had already moved to a rural area far from the conflicts of the city.

Only old people and children lived there.

Without exception, they played no games and used no internet. At most, they watched television and movies through an internet-connected television.

But Ding Ling did not know that...

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The book has now reached more than eighty thousand words since its release. If I continue updating ten thousand words a day, I won't be able to receive the newcomer recommendation.

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Starting tomorrow, I'll resume the normal schedule of two to three chapters a day.

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