Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 854 - 852: Are You an Idiot?

Chapter 854: Chapter 852: Are You an Idiot?

Jiangdu.

A small fishing village on the coast.

Ren Feifan had been drifting at sea for who knows how long, and eventually, he ended up at this place.

The bloodstains on his forehead had dried, his face was still somewhat pale, and his body was a bit bloated. If his Dantian hadn’t been temporarily shattered, he absolutely wouldn’t have been in such a sorry state.

However, a destroyed Dantian can lead to a significant benefit for cultivators!

Just then, a girl with an innocent-looking face passed by, wearing a pair of jeans and a linen top.

The girl was about twenty years old, holding some green nets in her hand—an important tool for the coastal fishermen.

Soon, the sharp-eyed girl noticed a shadow by the sea. She initially thought it was a tourist sunbathing, but upon closer inspection, she found a young man who was somewhat bloated from soaking!

This young man had obviously drowned!

"Grandpa! Hurry over and look, there’s someone who drowned over here!"

The girl was clearly panicked, quickly calling for her grandfather to come over.

An old man not far away, carrying a harpoon, wearing a hat, and with a dry tobacco pipe in his mouth, thought his granddaughter had an accident and hurried over.

"Xing’er, what’s wrong? What happened here?"

The old man was huffing and puffing, clearly out of strength. Only after seeing his granddaughter was alright did he breathe a sigh of relief. Quickly, his gaze fell on the unconscious young man.

"Another one drowned?"

This small fishing village in Jiangdu was quite famous, mainly because many of the bodies of people who drowned ended up here. No one knew why—it was said to be the curse of this sea area.

The old man, obviously experienced, calmly reached out to check the young man’s nose.

He had assumed the other was most likely dead, but to his surprise, the young man was still breathing.

"This is really strange. Considering how long he’s been soaking, and he still has breath in him. He’s truly lucky."

The old man muttered to himself, then pressed down on the young man’s chest a few times. His actions were skilled; he had saved many people over the years.

Soon, the young man reacted, coughing violently and spitting out a mouthful of water.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Grandpa, look, he’s responding, he’s actually responding!"

The girl was somewhat excited, her eyes seemingly sparkling with a glint of light, creating a unique beauty.

The old man chuckled and stroked his beard, "You see who your grandpa is. I’ve saved lives, not a hundred, then at least eighty..."

"Grandpa, didn’t you say last time you saved more than a thousand?"

The girl rolled her eyes at her grandfather and asked seriously.

"Cough, well, that, the kid has woken up... let’s focus on the kid first."

The old man quickly changed the subject.

Ren Feifan struggled to open his eyes, feeling as though his head was about to burst with pain.

He sat up, looking around in confusion, and soon he noticed the old man and the girl in front of him.

He pressed on the painful spot on his forehead and asked with a frown, "Who are you? Where am I?"

The girl, seeing that the young man could still ask questions, breathed a sigh of relief and took a careful look, finding that this young man was quite handsome.

The young man’s complexion was distinct with its sculpture-like darkness and edges, his brow firm and slanted, and his eyes long and filled with sharpness, giving off a chilling impression.

He might not be described as stunningly beautiful, but he was quite good-looking.

"I’m Xiao Xing’er, and this is my grandpa. And, you’re in Jiangdu now. We are quite far from the city center; this is a small fishing village. By the way, what’s your name, and how did you drown?"

The girl said chirpily, appearing rather cute.

Ren Feifan looked over the old man and the girl in front of him, his head still spinning, unable to understand the situation: "Where is Jiangdu? What’s my name? How did I drown?"

He tried to recall the events but found he couldn’t remember anything.

Suddenly, a graceful figure flashed by, Xu Shihan?

Who is Xu Shihan?

And what is this Ren Feicheng?

Saint Doctor’s Gate?

A series of questions whirled in Ren Feifan’s mind. He could recall some names and even remember faint images, but he just couldn’t connect the images together.

The more he thought, the more his head ached, even leading him to roar in anger, which was quite frightening.

Xiao Xing’er looked on with a pale face and directly said to her grandfather, "Grandpa, is this guy an idiot? He’s so scary."

The old man took a drag of his dry pipe, eyes filled with profound meaning; after a long time, he finally said, "If I’m not wrong, this lad must have lost his memory. It’s just unclear whether it’s temporary or long-term. Look at this youngster’s forehead, he’s clearly been hit hard, probably turned into an idiot..."

"Ah! What should we do then? Let’s take him to the police station in Jiangdu."

Xing’er said worriedly, fearing that Ren Feifan might engage in some crazy behavior.

The old man nodded, "Let’s take this idiot back first. It seems like he is not a bad person. When we go to Jiangdu to sell stuff the day after tomorrow, we’ll take him to the police station as well."

Xing’er nodded, "Alright, Grandpa."

Soon, Ren Feifan was taken back by the two of them. Along the way, although Ren Feifan’s brows were tightly furrowed, he was not an indifferent person and basically answered whatever Xing’er asked him.

Xing’er discovered that this somewhat foolish-looking fellow wasn’t as silly as she had imagined. He had simply lost his memory of many things. He had no trouble speaking, could even converse with her fluently in English, suggesting that he must have been a highly talented student before losing his memory, but now he couldn’t even do basic arithmetic.

Once home, Xing’er gave Ren Feifan a set of her father’s work clothes, which he wore in the workshop. They were a bit earthy, but Ren Feifan surprisingly carried some charm in them.

"Wow, how come you have such a good physique, and even eight-pack abs, hey, what did you do before?"

Xing’er inadvertently saw Ren Feifan’s build as he changed his clothes, her eyes slightly shocked. His physique was way better than those who worked out in the gym! She grew even more curious about Ren Feifan’s identity.

Ren Feifan scratched his head, clearly a little embarrassed. After pondering carefully, he said offhand, "I seem to have been a doctor."

The moment he uttered these words, the phrase "Phenomenal Pharmaceuticals" surfaced in his mind. He was not sure what it was and didn’t think much of it.

Xing’er gave Ren Feifan a disdainful look, obviously not taking his words seriously.

Then she circled around Ren Feifan a few times, looking at him all dressed up neatly in work clothes. She patted his shoulder contentedly, nodded, and said, "Seeing that you’re so well-built yet not so smart, I’ll call you ’Big Silly’ from now on."

Ren Feifan was a full head taller than Xing’er, so her comment wasn’t entirely incorrect.

However, he still frowned a bit at this nickname but did not say anything and nodded in agreement, "Alright."

Afterward, Ren Feifan was arranged by the old man to stay in a storage room. The old man tidied it up a bit and then cleared a space for Ren Feifan to sleep before leaving him alone.

After dinner, the three chatted briefly before each went back to their rooms to rest.

The people in this seaside town didn’t have much nightlife, so they tended to go to bed early.

In the storage room, the light from the incandescent bulb was faint, and no matter what, Ren Feifan couldn’t fall asleep.

Eventually, he simply sat up and started to meticulously recount his memories, but each time he recalled something, his head felt almost as if it was going to explode.

Memory is not something that can be forced.

His gaze swept lightly, and he quickly noticed the Dragon Tattoo on his arm.

It looked as if it were alive.

Ren Feifan reached out his other hand, touching the tattoo, and the next second, the entire tattoo actually moved!

This gave Ren Feifan quite a shock!

Soon, Ren Feifan discovered that the tattoo on his arm started to flicker with golden light, and then the entire room was filled with a hint of special gas. This gas felt very comfortable and even caused him to sit down cross-legged unconsciously, and instinctively started to absorb the True Qi.

Having consumed all of the True Qi, Ren Feifan felt as if something near his Dantian was slowly recovering.

He clenched his fist, swung it casually, and a large stone carving beside him shattered to pieces!

Not even debris remained!

Looking at his own fist, Ren Feifan’s eyes shone brightly as he murmured, "Who am I? And who is Xu Shihan? What is Saint Doctor’s Gate? Where should I go?"

(PS: There is a secret at Saint Doctor’s Gate in Jiangdu.)