Qiu Yan looked back at Qin Feng: "Are you really Song Jiao's brother?"
Seeing Qiu Yan's surprise, Song Jiao explained:
"His name is Qin Feng, and he is my half-brother."
I never expected to meet him at Xingyue Tower today. Seeing that he was seriously injured, I thought that you have excellent medical skills, so I brought him here to see you.
"Girl, please save him!"
Qiu Yan overheard the gist of it and thought, "What a small world this is!"
She looked at Qin Feng, "How did you get injured?"
"Being hunted down by enemies, I barely escaped with my life." Qin Feng's gentle eyes turned sharp.
Qiu Yan took a close look at Qin Feng's pale face.
"Your heart and lungs are damaged. If you don't take care of them, your life may be in danger."
Song Jiao's expression turned tense: "Is it that serious?"
"With proper care, his life can be saved." After saying that, Qiu Yan looked at Doctor Hu and said, "Doctor Hu, this person is seriously injured. Please take a look at him and prescribe some medicine."
Hu Langzhong had been standing not far away. When he heard Qiu Yan call out, he hurried over.
Qin Feng looked displeased. "Miss Qiu Yan, I've come to see you for a medical consultation."
He knew about his condition, but his injuries were too severe to heal quickly.
"Our Physician Hu's medical skills are not to be underestimated." Qiu Yan said little and sat quietly to the side.
Qin Feng's face darkened, and he looked at the physician Hu with displeasure. "Can you even diagnose a patient?"
Even though he was being looked down upon, Doctor Hu remained neither anxious nor angry.
"Hu has been practicing medicine for over a decade; how could he not know how to diagnose?"
He grabbed Qin Feng's wrist and began to take his pulse. "The pulse is weak and feeble, and the left cun pulse is weak and insufficient. That's right, there is a problem with the heart and lungs."
After saying that, he began to write down the prescription.
Song Jiao didn't understand medical principles, so she just watched quietly from the side.
Soon, Physician Hu finished writing the prescription and handed it to Qin Feng, saying, "Our pharmacy is not open yet, and the herbs will arrive tomorrow."
Qin Feng took the prescription and glanced at it casually: ginseng, astragalus...
"Without herbs, how can I take my medicine today?"
Qiu Yan retorted, "Aren't you a medicine merchant? Why would you need herbs?"
The question left Qin Feng speechless.
"Of course I'm a pharmaceutical merchant." He paused, then continued, "As you can see, how can I do business in my current state?"
Song Jiao shook her head; she had no idea that her brother was a pharmaceutical merchant.
"Brother, let's go, we'll come again tomorrow."
Qin Feng left the pharmacy reluctantly.
After they came out, he asked Song Jiao, "When did you arrive in Baiyang?"
He already knew about the pipa player from Xingyue Tower, but he wasn't interested.
Now, he never dreamed that this person would be his own sister.
"Last year." Song Jiao felt a pang of sadness as she thought of her deceased father. "And you, what brings you to Baiyang?"
"What purpose could I possibly have? I just want to live a peaceful life." Qin Feng is already grateful to have a peaceful life right now.
"You'd better believe it's true. It was Miss Qiu Yan who helped me in my time of need, and I won't allow you to do anything to hurt her." The beautiful past is gone forever.
"Do you think I can hurt her in my current state? She's more likely to hurt me." Qin Feng said, then involuntarily recalled the scene of him hitting on her that day.
It was incredibly awkward.
Qiu Yan is no ordinary person.
...South of the city,
Several teenagers were leisurely playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football) on an open field, each one smiling and enjoying the beauty of the moment.
As the ball rose and fell, they vied for it, and fine beads of sweat covered each of their faces.
Next to them was a blacksmith shop of moderate size.
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