The Almighty Healer

Author: Lena

Chapter 1: The Fisher Family's Son-in-Law

Words : 1905 Updated : Aug 14th, 2025

In the golden days of September, during the Mid-Autumn Festival-a time for family reunions-Ramon Hahn stood alone on the summit of Nino Mountain, facing the fresh mound of his grandfather's grave. "Grandpa, three years ago you ordered me to leave the mountain once I finished my training, marry into the Graham family, and for three years never reveal my cultivation technique." "You didn't know that for three years I've had all this Geomancy Medicine training with no chance to use it. In the Fisher family, I swallowed every insult and lived worse than a dog." "The three years are up, yet you left Molly and me and passed away. The scum who framed you-I'll make them pay, one by one. No one will stand in my way." His knees gave out, and he dropped to the ground with a thud. He knelt before the grave, and at last, the dam of his tears burst. "Daddy, don't cry!" The little dumpling who had been standing silently at his side scurried forward at the sight of his tears. She lifted her small, soft hand and tried to wipe his face. Ramon pulled his daughter close and forced a smile. For three years, his only solace had been his daughter, Molly Hahn. Even when the Fisher family showered him with contempt and he lived worse than a dog, he gritted his teeth and endured for her sake. When Grandpa was still alive, he said fate had decreed Ramon would have a daughter and had urged him to protect her and keep her by his side. So from the day she was born, Ramon had never left her side. He never imagined the Fisher family would be this heartless. Not only did they throw him out without pity, but they even cast off Molly, their own flesh and blood. "Daddy, don't cry. Molly is with you!" Molly had never seen Ramon weep. Her adorable little face tightened with worry. "Molly, be good. Daddy is not crying. Daddy will protect you." He gathered her in, kissed her cheek, then motioned for her to kneel and bid farewell to her great-grandfather. Molly knelt without a murmur, her voice still baby-soft. "Great-grandpa, you turned into a star in the sky. Molly will always think of you." She finished and knocked her little forehead to the ground three times. Thump, thump, thump. Looking at his impossibly sweet daughter, Ramon's mouth softened into a grateful smile. The moment shattered under a rush of hurried, officious footsteps. Two women in flashy, expensive clothes came striding over. Ramon turned, and his face darkened. It was his wife and his mother-in-law. Evie, his mother-in-law, wore a blazing red dress, arms crossed, chin lifted, swaggering as if the world owed her something. "Ramon, hurry up and sign the papers. Stop stringing Ariella along." She closed the distance without another word and slapped a stack of papers against Ramon's chest. It was the divorce agreement they had badgered him about endlessly. Ramon picked it up and let out a bitter laugh. "Ariella, we've been married for three years. Do you really feel nothing for me or our child?" He lifted his eyes to Ariella Fisher and finally voiced what had weighed on his heart. At his question, Ariella's nose wrinkled; she quickly lowered her gaze. "Stop dreaming, Ramon!" Evie snapped. "Do you know who our Ariella is? You think she would ever look twice at you?" "Take a good hard look at yourself. Does trash like you deserve to stay in the Fisher family?" "The matriarch has already agreed to marry Ariella to the Dixon heir. Sign it now and stop holding back our Ariella's future." She stepped in and yanked Ramon by the arm, trying to force him to sign. Ramon's brow furrowed. His face went colder still. He flung off Evie's hand and, anger seething, finally roared, "Evie, you show up in red at my grandfather's grave. That alone is a grave insult to the dead. And you'd make me sign divorce papers here, at his grave?" Evie did not flinch at his fury. Instead, she let out a scornful chuckle. "Heh. What a joke." "Your grandpa is a dead man in the ground. You think he can still protect you? Be smart, sign the papers, and disappear with that little brat." Her face twisted with malice as the words dripped off her tongue. She lunged to grab him again, but Molly darted out from behind Ramon. "Grandma, you are bad! Don't bully my daddy!" She shook her tiny fists and planted her frail little body before Ramon, fierce in the way only a toddler could be, heartbreakingly brave. Evie showed not a shred of mercy to her own granddaughter. She shoved Molly hard; the vicious look on her face sent the child into terrified sobs. Ramon choked down the fire surging in his chest and hurried to scoop Molly up. "Evie, I'm not signing the divorce papers. This marriage isn't being dissolved. This was my grandfather's dying wish. If this marriage is dissolved, the Fisher family will face calamity-your family will be ruined, and people will die." He picked up his daughter and turned to head down the mountain. Before he could leave, a cold laugh rang out behind him. He looked back and saw two figures approaching. The man in front strutted with a vicious glint in his eyes, sneering at Ramon with open contempt. Ramon recognized him at once: Huxley Dixon, the Dixon family's eldest grandson. A man in Daoist robes trailed him, chin tipped arrogantly high, aping his swagger. Huxley, backed by the Dixon family's dominance in Jifgas, acted with such swagger that ordinary people stepped aside wherever he went. He had grown even bolder, setting his sights on Ariella before Ramon was even divorced. "Huxley, you finally came." At the sight of him, Evie practically worshipped him. She rushed over, seized his hand, and put on a mournful look. "You have no idea. This Ramon has no shame. He refuses to sign the divorce and even claims that if he and Ariella split, the Fisher family will face disaster-that the family will be ruined and people will die." Huxley gave a short, icy laugh. He pulled the Daoist-robed middle-aged man forward. "This is Master Noah, Chicia's renowned number-one geomancer." "Master Noah reads yin and yang, sees life and death. In geomancy, no one in Chicia can top him." "He says this marriage is a perfect match, and you, a stray dog, still dare to talk nonsense?" Huxley shot Noah a look. Noah nodded at once. "Exactly. That lunatic Ramon is just like the old man-no real ability at all. It's pure nonsense." He jabbed a finger in Ramon's face as he scolded and cracked his horsetail whisk against Ramon's shoulder. From Ramon's arms, little Molly saw it all. She poked out her head, pouted, and pointed right back at Noah. "Bad uncle, don't hit my daddy." Noah tossed her a dismissive glance. Then his gaze snagged on her and froze. Shock overtook his face, as if he had seen something monstrous. "Impossible. Judging by her fate, this girl should already be dead-how is she still alive?"

The Almighty Healer

Chapter 1: The Fisher Family's Son-in-Law

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