Chapter 266
Throughout his life, Tristan saved countless lives from ordinary civilians to prominent leaders who made outstanding contributions to that Ration
As a result, he was held in the highest esteem by the nation.
Aria had long heard of Tristan’s renowned reputation, yet had never met him in person.
She kept searching for information about Tristan until she came across a photo.
In the photo sat a silver–haired old man in a wheelchair, his emaciated frame marked by deeply sunken cheeks and bony hands resting visibly
The photo was taken from a distance, making the old man’s features indistinct.
Yet Aria recognized him instantly.
‘That’s him–the old man,‘ Aria realized.
Aria realized with a jolt that the old traditional medicine practitioner she knew turned out to be Tristan!
Aria was stunned. Why would Tristan, a man of such great renown and accomplishments, quietly conceal his identity and show up in an obscure village
like Jamelan?
That was news from five years ago.
Since then, there hadn’t been a single trace of Tristan. No one even knew which sanatorium he was staying in.
Aria was so lost in thought that she strayed off course without noticing.
Noticing Aria drifting away from his side, Owen turned his head just in time to see her veering off course, heading straight for a tree trunk.
In a flash, he lunged forward and, just before her forehead hit the tree trunk, firmly blocked it with his hand.
Her forehead met something unexpectedly yielding, sending Aria stumbling back a step.
She looked up to find Owen’s hand still outstretched, shielding her from the thick tree trunk mere inches away.
If she were alone, she wouldn’t have been so deep in thought as to have walked straight into a tree.
Aria thought, ‘Is it because Owen is with me? Do I really trust him this much?‘
Owen withdrew his hand, gently grasped her arm, and pulled her close. “What’s on your mind? You seem completely lost in thought.”
His gaze dropped slightly, catching a glimpse of her phone screen.
Though the text was unclear, he could make out the wheelchair photo.
“Dr. Tristan Todd?” he asked.
Aria looked at him. “You know him?”
Owen hesitated briefly and asked, “Are you looking up Tristan because of Culver?”
Aria nodded. “Tristan might actually be that old traditional medicine practitioner.”
Owen looked surprised. “That old traditional medicine practitioner who collected traditional medicines?”
For a period of time, Tristan vanished from the public eye, and no one knew where he had gone.
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Chapter 266
“Yeah,” Aria acknowledged. A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes as she looked at Owen. “Culver is Tristan’s student?”
Owen replied, “Yes, he became Tristan’s student over a decade ago.”
Aria raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “Wait. Tristan actually took on a student that old?”
Owen paused thoughtfully, recalling stories he’d heard in his youth. A teasing smile crept onto his lips as he said, “Maybe Culver was just thick skinned enough!”
Tristan had only ever taken on one student and had long declared he would accept no more.
Despite Tristan’s initial refusal to take on more students, Culver’s relentless persistence and genuine sincerity eventually won Tristan over, making him his second student.
After Tristan retired and faded from public view, someone mentioned the arduous journey Culver had taken to become his student years ago. Culver’s face instantly clouded over, and the atmosphere grew tense.
Owen was present at the scene. While he admired Culver’s contributions to the medical field, witnessing that incident cast doubt on the man’s character.
Owen explained, “Five years ago, word got out that Tristan intended to pass the Todd School to Culver. But when the National Doctor’s Seat and those precious medical books went missing, the succession had to be put on hold. Culver has been searching for them ever since.”
