The Billionaire's Divine Doctor

"Alas! The most vital ingredient has fully bloomed! I need to hurry and report this to master." A doll-like little one could be seen dashing across the intoxicating field of lavender and hyacinth. His short, meaty legs did not hinder his speed while his jet black hair bounced in his every step. With glistening bright eyes and a winsome smile, he excitedly called out the person he had been looking for. "Master, the ..." He abruptly forgot what he wanted to say as he was captivated by an ethereal beauty fluidly dancing under the moonlight. The woman's long white silk robe flutters like an angel's wings, adding a surreal atmosphere. He could see her effortlessly waving the thin, soft silk, like a serpent proudly showing its grace. Her soulful jade-like mauve eyes, delicate nose, and sweet honey smile were further magnified by her smooth silvery-white hair caressed gently by the wind with her every twist and turn. The entrancing performance halted, making everything around her stilled. Unexpectedly, a precise action was executed. With a perfect flick of her arm and graceful arching of her body backward, the otherworldly performance ended with a spellbinding scene, like a bewitching illusion instantly charming its spectators. The ravishing beauty not far from him is his master, Camilla, the well-known young medical genius and the most sought-after Divine Doctor of the Underground Society. The very person who let him experience the warmth of a family and even endure the backlash of the inheritance regardless of the consequence, just to save him. "Master." A clear soft whisper was heard in the silence of the night. The woman snapped back to her senses and looked towards the direction where the voice came from. Camilla radiantly smiled, realizing who it was, exposing her oyster white teeth while cheerfully making her way towards the child. "Code? Do you need anything?" She enthusiastically asked while happily squeezing his cherubic cheeks. "Master, you need to learn how to act like a proper lady, or else you'll have a hard time looking for an outstanding man." Code annoyingly said while rolling his eyes. Camilla giggled at his response while affectionately pinching his nose. But Code could still feel the sadness hidden behind her smiles. Despite Camilla's fame and status, it never brought back her once carefree and innocent persona. The day Camilla's master chose to sacrifice his life for her is also when the ruthless Camilla emerged. The tragedy that happened ten years ago left a deep scar in her heart. If Code could just turn back the time, he would never make the same decision that would cause his master to suffer again. "What is the matter? Did you encounter any problem and need my help?" "No, master the medicinal plant you've been waiting for already bloomed! You can start concocting that legendary pill!" Code excitedly answered. Hearing what he said, her body turned stiff while staring at him with unbelieving eyes. Seeing her reaction, Code nodded his head in affirmation. Camilla's eyes turned misty while her body trembled with extreme joy and expectation, making her rush towards her laboratory at the highest level of the palace tower. Seeing her fading figure, a sigh escaped his mouth. "It's been 16 years. The little girl I once guarded and protected has now bloomed into a dazzling lady worthy of her name." He dazedly murmured. Code could still remember that very day, 16 years ago, when he first met his master, Camilla. It was also when he gained consciousness and learned about his identity as a guardian spirit. Even if it was just a memory, that heartbreaking scene of the fragile young Camilla is still vivid in his mind. *** FLASHBACK *** A pitiful cry awoke him from his deep slumber. As if thousands of needles pierced his heart, causing him unbearable pain. As his eyes finally opened, he found himself lying at the center of a sphere-like space similar to an enclosed galaxy full of glittering stars. He doesn't know what is happening, how he ended up in that place, or who he is. Suddenly, layers of glittering fine powder similar to a speck of cosmic dust covered his vision while a series of unfamiliar memories flashed in front of his eyes. Based on the memories, his name is Code, the spirit guardian of a dimensional space called Interstellar, unknowingly inherited by a child named Camilla. "Interstellar? Camilla?" he questioningly whispered. As he roams his eyes across the space, a three-dimensional hologram suddenly pops out, showing a chained battered child around 10 years of age, full of bruises and wounds weakly crying in the dark corner of a room. Her red, swollen eyes hardly open while shivering from hunger and pain. Seeing her miserable state, Code subconsciously reached out his hand, hoping to wipe away her tears. A few moments later, a whirlwind-like force surrounded his body and instantly pulled him out the space. He quietly walks towards the little girl, squatted down, then gently covers her shaking small body with the thick woolen blanket from the Interstellar. His body moved as if he had already done it a thousand times before. Feeling the warmth that enveloped her petite frame, the little girl tried to raise her head with great difficulty while faintly asking. "Who are you?" "Your guardian." Code softly answered. "Like an angel?" "Mm-hmm" Code hummed in response. He is actually unsure of how to answer her hopeful question. After a minute or two, the dark, cramped room returned to its comforting silence. Little by little, the curtains of clouds unravel the rich silvery glow of the moonlight, illuminating the tiny figure peacefully sleeping on the cold, dusty floor. The little one's soiled clothes and battered figure were not enough to conceal her adorable countenance. With a wave of his hands, a long blue laser-like light scanned her whole figure while several windows popped out in front of him. It contains the record analysis of the little girl's health condition. Luckily, there are only minor injuries and health problems found. Code silently squatted, pried her mouth open, and swiftly slipped a white pill that gently melted in her mouth. Camilla's delicate brows furrow with the medicine's bitter taste. It only took a few seconds for the medicine to take effect. The child's wounds and bruises healed in an almost impossible phase for the human eyes to see. Before going back to space, Code sprinkled a bag full of medicinal powder on Camilla's body, creating an illusion of her old wounds and bruises to avoid alerting their enemies. "Code. My name is Code. From now on, I will never let you suffer again ... master." Code did his best to take good care of Camilla from that day onwards. Since she is held captive by a ruthless human trafficking syndicate, Code ensures her safety without anyone noticing it, not even Camilla. *** END OF FLASHBACK *** "Code!" Camilla energetically called him. He snapped back to his senses after hearing his master calling him. She is currently standing at the front of an enormous white stone gate made of quartz that doesn't erode or crumble. Its well-polished surface looks like a mirror reflecting the soft mystical moonlight, earning its name as the Fortress of the Tempest. After the gigantic door fully opened, a century-old palace came into view. The castle is set on a rugged cliff with a scenic mountain landscape and majestic waterfalls. Rows of luminous pearls were used to lighten up the entire palace enhancing the magnificence of the rare quartz and limestone used for the palace walls, while the floor was covered with marble tiles. As Camilla waltz in, she hurriedly goes to the palace's eastern wing and hastily climbs the spiral case leading to the highest level of the east tower. After reaching the topmost floor, she impatiently pushed the thick metal door open. A vast circular space full of medicinal plants, rare tools, and an ancient furnace at the center part came to her sight. Camilla's attention is wholly immersed in the context of the formula stated in the time-worn scroll that her master gifted to her before he passed away. While Camilla is leisurely making her way to the furnace, a pair of fleshy white little hands handed her a bottle of dark red medicinal liquid with a pungent stench of blood. "Blood Clover?" Camilla questioned as her shoulders uncontrollably trembled while tears continuously rolled down her mournful eyes. "Yes, master, you are right. The medicinal plant you've been waiting to bloom all these years is now finally ready. Although only this one bloomed, with the addition of other essential ingredients, it will be enough for you to concoct that legendary pill." Code assuringly answered while holding her hands tightly, letting her feel that he would always be by her side no matter what. Tyrian Sea Pearl, Lithania Vimanthum, Alabaster Munde, Onyx Cicada, Sangria Vial, Liserian Wine, and Blood Clover are the seven main medicinal ingredients they both painstakingly gathered. Code proceeded to powderize the Tyrian Sea Pearl and Onyx Cicada using a mortar and pestle molded from a volcano's core. He then accurately measured the amount needed to be dissolved in a bowl full of Liserian Wine. On the other hand, Camilla individually decocted the Lithania Vimanthum, Alabaster Munde, and Sangria Vial before separately sealing it in an air-tight jar to preserve its essence. "Master, everything is ready." "Mm-hmm" Camilla hummed in agreement. The never-before-seen seriousness plastered in Camilla's face showed the gravity of the situation. They both know that one single mishap would cause their life. Beads of cold sweat form in her forehead while thoroughly pouring the Liserian Wine mixed with Tyrian Sea Pearl and Onyx Cicada in the furnace full of smooth milky white substance. While Camilla was stirring the thick solution meticulously, Code carefully added the Lithania Vimanthum, Alabaster Munde, and Sangria Vial, making the solution look like a vast galaxy swirling inside the furnace. "Code" Camilla solemnly called while looking in his direction. Code paused what he was doing after realizing the weird tone of her voice. An indescribable feeling started to arise in his heart.