Chapter 224 Regenerating a Severed Hand
"Yu Zhiyi! Yu Zhiyi! I'm going to kill you!"
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Yu Zhiyi opened her eyes, and it seemed as if the woman's hateful shouts were still lingering in her ears.
She picked at her ear, trying to recall the familiar voice.
After washing up and having breakfast, Yu Zhiyi went to a small courtyard in the capital before her shift started.
It's not entirely without its benefits in her marriage to Du Ziheng; at least she gained the affection of Prime Minister Du and Madam Yao, as well as someone who could help the disabled people in the Disability Home.
When she arrived at the gate of the small courtyard she had only visited once before, Yu Zhiyi knocked on the gate.
After a long while, the courtyard gate finally opened from the inside.
A hint of doubt appeared on the face he had only met once: "Who is this young lady looking for?"
Yu Zhiyi did not show up when she came last time; everything was arranged by Du Ziheng, so Su Yuanlin did not recognize her.
Yu Zhiyi smiled and explained her purpose: "My surname is Yu, and I am the owner of Yiluan Charity."
In the capital, everyone with a bit of status knows that the mastermind behind Yiluan Charity is a fifth-rank official of the current dynasty, and even a female official personally appointed by the emperor.
However, compared to these identities, people are more interested in her other identity—the ex-wife of Prime Minister Du's son.
Although the news of their divorce wasn't heavily publicized, it has become quite a hot topic over the past few days.
The reasons for their divorce have been the subject of much discussion.
Among the many reasons for the affair, the most common explanation is that Du Ziheng was entangled with other women, and Yu Zhiyi couldn't accept it and angrily divorced him.
This statement is not close to the truth, but it is not entirely unrelated either.
It's just the most superficial of all the reasons.
Yu Zhiyi had no intention of explaining; she simply looked at the person in front of her, hoping that her affair with Du Ziheng would not affect their cooperation.
Su Yuanlin quickly realized her identity: "Mrs. Du?"
Yu Zhiyi shook her head: "I am no longer Mrs. Du. If you insist on calling me by any title, you can call me Master Yu or Doctor Yu."
Su Yuanlin paused for a moment, realizing that this woman was different from the others. He didn't dwell on the matter and instead asked, "Is there something you need, Master Yu?"
Yu Zhiyi explained her purpose: "Du Ziheng came to you before, wanting you to help me motivate someone."
Zhang Tuwa now has the motivation to keep living.
In any era, people in academia are more proud than people in other circles, and sometimes even the powerful cannot make them bow their heads.
But Su Yuanlin is different. He also came from a humble background and is very empathetic to the hardships of people at the bottom of society.
Zhang Tuwa's health has improved a lot, and he is happy every day. Especially when he sees that Old Man Zhang is gradually developing the desire to live a good life and is getting along well with the people around him, he feels relaxed and has begun to enjoy life every day.
He later realized that even if he couldn't do anything, as long as he was alive, his father still had hope of living.
Both father and son were striving to ensure the other could live a good life.
Many people in the Disability Hospital were not as fortunate as the father and son.
Especially for some women with disabilities, their families have no hope for them at all, and when they throw them into the disability home, it's like throwing away trash.
Let alone encouraging them to live well, it would be good enough if they weren't forced to steal things from the Disability Home to supplement their family's income.
Su Yuanlin asked in confusion, "Didn't Zhang Tuwa already have the motivation to live?"
“It’s not that,” Yu Zhiyi said. “Old Zhang and his son are doing very well now, and they don’t need you to do anything anymore.”
Su Yuanlin breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as his efforts weren't in vain, that's enough.
He didn't really want to paint with his mouth in front of outsiders; he had his pride, and that kind of posture was too ugly.
If it weren't for the desire to awaken Zhang Tuwa's will to survive last time, and Du Ziheng's mediation, he wouldn't have agreed.
He soon realized that he had let his guard down too soon.
Yu Zhiyi said, "I have established a 'House of Imperfections' where there are many disabled people living in poverty. Although they are disabled, they are not completely paralyzed and still have hope of living a good life. I would like to ask you to demonstrate your exquisite painting skills in front of them so that they can know that even with deep imperfections, people can still shine and give off warmth."
Su Yuanlin: "...How could Lord Yu possibly think I would be willing to make a fool of myself in front of outsiders time and time again?"
This has nothing to do with who the other person is; he simply doesn't want to paint in front of anyone right now.
No matter how well he draws, he's still different from a normal person.
Normal people paint with their hands, but he paints with his mouth.
It sounds inspiring when you talk about it, but it's actually quite ugly when you do it.
Sometimes he can't help but drool.
If he were alone, he could move the pen away the moment he started drooling and then find a way to wipe the drool off the pen.
He certainly couldn't have wiped it off secretly in front of so many people.
He had no interest in doing something that would make him look foolish in public.
Seeing that Yu Zhiyi was just looking at him thoughtfully and didn't leave even after being rejected, he frowned.
Her previously polite demeanor, which had been reserved for her because she was Du Ziheng's ex-wife, suddenly turned cold: "Even if you are a high-ranking official of the fifth rank, you cannot force me to do something I don't want to do. I would rather die than... What?"
"I can heal your hand."
Su Yuanlin stared at Yu Zhiyi in astonishment, wondering if he had misheard: "What did Doctor Yu say?"
"I said, in exchange, I'll heal your hand," Yu Zhiyi repeated.
Seeing his disbelief, she said, "I am a doctor, and I am skilled in divination and fortune telling. Your hand is a problem that ordinary doctors cannot solve, but for me, as long as I have the materials, it is not a problem to make your hand heal."
“I am a cultivator of the Tao, and there is no need for me to lie about such things, because lying will only disturb my Tao mind and bring me no benefit.”
Su Yuanlin's eyes flashed intensely.
He wasn't unaware of the rumors surrounding the woman before him; to be honest, he treated those rumors as mere fantasy.
It's not that I don't trust her abilities, it's just that I feel these abilities have nothing to do with me.
But now...
"Lord Yu, you must show me that your promises are likely to be fulfilled before I can make a decision."
After all, his hand wasn't just badly damaged; his palm had been cut off!
Yu Zhiyi nodded: "Of course."
She thought for a moment and said, "I'll come find you tonight."
Su Yuanlin: "?"
ah?
night?
Before she could say anything, Yu Zhiyi turned and left.
Su Yuanlin was worried that it was inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room late at night, and Yu Zhiyi shared the same concern.
However, she wasn't worried about people seeing them together at night and spreading rumors; she was worried about people seeing them together during the day and gossiping.
She wasn't afraid of gossip, but it was quite annoying if gossipy women kept coming up to her.
The Ministry of Justice's case file today doesn't involve murder; it's another case about searching for something. Yu Zhiyi easily figured it out, and that's the end of today's business.
Back at Yiluan Charity, they found Princess Ping sitting in the reception area enjoying tea and snacks.
"Physician Yu, you're back?" Compared to her previous aloof and haughty demeanor, Princess Ping was much warmer today.
"What has happened to Princess Ping this time?" Yu Zhiyi glanced at her face, but found no signs of disaster or evil, which made her feel strange.
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