Qingxuan appeared silently in Wei Jie's study. Looking at Wei Jie standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, he saluted respectfully.

"Master, you sent your subordinates to investigate the matter between Zui Xiang Lou and the princess yesterday, and there are some clues!"

Wei Jie raised his eyebrows, without turning around, and just said calmly: "How is it?"

"On the surface, Zui Xiang Lou is controlled by this Du Xiaoyue, but in fact, Zui Xiang Lou's monthly income is deposited into Desheng Manor in the name of the princess. Desheng Manor has branches all over Siyou Country, and the money is diverted and taken away every month."

"In addition to this, I have also found out that besides the Zui Xiang Lou in the capital, there are also branches in other places. Moreover, there are many shops that have deposited money in the name of the princess, including medical clinics, pharmacies, wine shops, teahouses, and even brothels. The classification and variety are not inferior to ours at all."

"Especially because they are very low-key. Except for Zui Xiang Lou, the others have neither lost money nor made a profit. They have been operating steadily. According to a rough estimate, these shops together have an annual income of nearly 500,000 taels."

Wei Jie turned around in surprise, "Five hundred thousand taels? You call this being low-key?"

Qing Xuan also had a look of admiration on his face: "My estimate is not much more than that, because their shop is different from other shops. It is only open for half a day, and there are regulations on how many patients they see, how much tea and wine they sell, how many sets of clothes they sell, and how many orders they accept."

"Sometimes the work is done before closing time, so they will close early. The rest of the time, the shop is empty and you can't find out what they are doing."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Wei Jie became even more curious, "What does this have to do with Ling Yuan?"

"I found that it was difficult to complete the task by my own strength, so I mobilized the power of the organization. Then I found that every shopkeeper of these shops had some relationship with Fengchi Villa, and Fengchi Villa itself had never been involved with other organizations. The investigation here seemed to be somewhat contradictory."

Wei Jie raised his eyebrows, "Fengchi Villa? Where did the money go?"

Qing Xuan said: "There are many channels, most of which are the shops under her, circulating among each other, but where exactly the money finally flows to, is... impossible to find out."

"Even if we mobilize the organization, we can't find out?"

"Yes, we can't find out. Even finding out the Fengchi Villa behind the scenes required a lot of effort."

Fengchi Villa?

He had planned everything, but he had never thought that she would be connected with Fengchi Villa.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan's beautiful face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

He hadn't seen her since the Four Nations Gala, and she had never even come to collect the promise he had made to her.

Is this woman really dead?

"No, it can't be," he quickly denied this guess. If Feng Yan was really dead, how could Fengchi Villa be so quiet?

Also, who exactly is the legendary ghost doctor Feng Chi?

When thinking of Feng Chi, Wei Jie's mind emerged with the black old lady who had detoxified him that day. Her body shape and her skin color made him think of someone involuntarily.

And it just so happens that this person's medical skills...

With a "bang", Wei Jie slapped the table under his command. Ling Yuan? Feng Chi? Ghost Doctor? Ghost Face?

hiss!

Could it be that Ling Yuan is the legendary ghost doctor Feng Chi? ? ?

If you think in this way, then it is not difficult to imagine the influx of all the funds under her control.

Also, this also indirectly explains her connection with Fengchi Villa.

Ghost doctor, could it be her?

If it really was her, then Wei Jie owed her so much!

Qingxuan saw that his master's face was becoming more and more ugly, and was hesitating whether to report another thing he had found out, but Wei Jie suddenly raised his head.

"What else?"

"Master, there is another thing you asked me to check..."

Wei Jie was silent for a while, then he seemed to remember something and suddenly raised his eyes, "How is it?"

"When the eldest daughter of the Shangguan Mansion was born, her life was indeed at stake. However, no one knew who the wandering master was. He had not appeared in the Shangguan Mansion since he showed up once twelve years ago. Even the eldest daughter of the Shangguan Mansion only returned to the Shangguan Mansion once a year after she turned five."

"Because Miss Shangguan has had a congenital disease since she was born, no one has noticed whether she is in the mansion for so many years. Her appearance once a year also makes everyone believe in her health, and the invitations from various families are no longer sent. The only exception is the Four Nations Grand Gathering."

"The Shangguan family has kept this young lady very secretive. Apart from her talent and stunning beauty, all that has been spread about Shangguan Qingxi over the years is her frail body. Apart from that, there are only a handful of clues that have been found."

Young ladies who never go out of their boudoirs have limited range of activities, so the clues are naturally affected. Especially for this kind of people who only show up once a year and never appear again, it is naturally difficult to investigate them.

"Except for the one month she spent in Shangguan Mansion over the years, where did she go for the rest of the time? Is it possible to find out?"

Qing Xuan shook his head: "These clues have been deliberately erased by the other party. Especially since Miss Shangguan has not left the house since the Four Nations Conference, she has been staying in Shangguan Mansion, so there is no chance to search for them."

After hearing this, Wei Jie said "hmm" lightly and waved towards Qingxuan.

After Qingxuan left, Wei Jie looked at the flickering candlelight and murmured, "Shang, Guan, Qing, Xi..."

Two days later, Wei Jie went to the medicine garden with the finished products produced by Liulichang last time, as well as other small parts needed by Lingyuan.

Seeing him, Ling Yuan was surprised: "Huh? You came back so soon?"

I didn't leave at all. I was in the mansion the whole time, just staying in Xuanyuan Pavilion to do some work.

Thinking that she had been busy in the medicine garden these days, Wei Jie gave up explaining: "Well, you have worked hard these days. How is Yin'er? What is the bottle I gave you just now used for?"

"Oh, that's for his surgery. Since we can't find the herbs, let's put them aside for now. I'll find a way to get the rest."

"You come up with a solution? What good idea do you have?"

"I'll go back and ask the Never-Sleeping City to see if there are any suitable herbs. As for the ones I mentioned before, forget it. It's best to focus on recuperation during this period. After another ten days or half a month, when he has a certain physical foundation, I will perform surgery on him."

"After three operations, he should be able to jump and run like a normal person. However, this process is a bit long and may take one to two years to recover. Also, I'm afraid this child will never be able to fight in this life."

For people who practice martial arts, age is important. The younger the age, the greater the achievements in the future. Du Yin is already fifteen years old this year, and in two years he will be seventeen or eighteen years old. By that time, he will have already passed the best age limit for practicing martial arts. It is indeed a great pity.

"If he can't learn martial arts, he can learn literature, or become a doctor or counselor like you. As long as he is safe and sound, isn't that better than anything else?"

Ling Yuan looked at him in surprise. "You are quite open-minded. I think so too. I think that's why you named him 'Yin', right?"

Wei Jie said “hmm” calmly, “It’s better than anything else that he survived. I don’t dare to expect too much from him.”

Ling Yuan thought about it and nodded in agreement, "Yes, if even living is a luxury, how can we talk about the future? Don't worry, I will do everything I can to save this child's life for you."

At this point, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that this child has no close relatives in this world. If he did, his chances of survival would be much higher."

"Why do you say that?"

Ling Yuan didn't want to talk too much with him, so she asked, "Does he know his own life experience?"

Wei Jie looked at Du Yin's yard with a gaze as deep as an ancient well: "He was three years old that year, and the Du family had such a big change. It was also the beginning of his life's calamity. Even if he wanted to forget it, I'm afraid he couldn't, right?"

"That's right. In his mind, his aunt died, his eldest cousin died, and he was the only one left in the Du family. He had to bear such a serious physical burden. How could he still have the faith to live? He was able to hold on until now because he was hanging on by hatred."

"Speaking of this, I'm very curious, how did he accept the help from you, a member of the Wei family?"

The process of Ling Yuan treating Du Yin was extremely complicated and painful. Sometimes she was afraid whether the child could survive. However, the child shocked her every time.

Especially every time I see him gritting his teeth and persevering, I can always see a flash of hatred in his eyes.

It is not difficult to understand what caused him to endure the pain time and time again.

Du Yin is definitely not as indifferent to the world as he appears. On the contrary, although his body cannot move, his brain does not stop working.

Once the seeds of hatred are planted, it is definitely not that easy to extinguish.

When asked by Ling Yuan, Wei Jie's face stiffened for a moment. In fact, when Du Yin first knew his identity, he was once critically ill because of his resistance. Later, he was pulled back from the brink of death by his "theory of hatred".

So when Ling Yuan talked about hatred, he felt very uncomfortable.

"As long as he can survive, even if he regards me as his enemy, what's the problem?"

Ling Yuan couldn't hide her surprise and looked at Wei Jie in disbelief: "You, you won't use yourself as a target to encourage others to live, right?"

No wonder the child always had such a strange and complicated look on his face every time Wei Jie appeared beside him.

I guess Du Yin must be very conflicted inside, right?

He should have hated the Wei family, but in the end, he was saved by the Wei family.

He probably didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect that Wei Jie would persist for more than ten years.

I believe that the grudge against him has faded away with the passage of time, right?

Wei Jie didn't want to talk about this anymore. "How long will it take for his body to recover? Is half a year enough?"

"Almost. But it depends on the actual situation. After my care these days, at least he can eat. This is a good start."

"In fact, his biggest problem is that he suffered a severe injury when he was young, which led to congenital deficiencies. In addition, the shocking-looking skin on his back allowed the fire poison to seep into his internal organs. Over the years, various complications caused by physical weakness have followed one after another."

"Years of illness have caused his organs and muscles to atrophy. Years of medication have also made his body more sensitive and his resistance has decreased. Sometimes, a small cold can cause him to suffer heavy damage."

"So, the recovery period is long and unpredictable. Don't worry, since you have entrusted it to me, I will definitely return you to a healthy person."

Wei Jie listened, his face full of worry: "Yes, that's what Hei Lao said. In fact, the poison in his body is not difficult to cure, but if these poisons are cured, it may not be a good thing for him. All things are interdependent. Without these poisons in his body to stimulate the blood vessels and organs around his body, he might have died long ago. Am I right?"

Ling Yuan sighed, "In principle, this is the case. Fire poison is not a serious poison. It is an environmental poison derived from the desperate environment at that time. He was too young at the time and could not take medicine like a normal person. If he is not checked, it may cost him his life."

"That's why he missed the best period for detoxification. These poisons have accumulated in his body for many years and have long been integrated with him. Therefore, it is not possible to detoxify them just because he wants to!"

"It's troublesome?" Ling Yuan nodded. "It's not that detoxification is the key now, but the child's body can't stand the big toss. Medicine is three-quarters poison. He has been taking medicine for more than ten years. These medicines have almost occupied an indispensable part of his life. It is a miracle that he can live until now.

Once there is a big move, there is only a one percent chance of surviving.

Grandpa’s medicines are all life-extending medicines, but he may not be able to withstand their effects.

The drug poison and fire poison plus the congenital deficiency make treatment more than a hassle, it is a difficult challenge!"

"What do you want to do?" She said it so sternly. Even though she had said that it could be cured, Wei Jie couldn't help but frown in worry.

"Blood for blood."

When Ling Yuan uttered these four words from her red lips, Wei Jie's pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice trembled a little: "What did you say?"

"Use my blood to blend into his blood, force out the poisonous blood first, and gradually replace it with normal blood. Only then can we continue."

"How are you going to release your blood? This, this sounds too horrifying!"

Ling Yuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, human blood can be regenerated. As long as it doesn't exceed a certain amount, it is completely feasible. I have compared our blood, and our blood types are the same."

"Plus, my grandfather has been soaking me in various medicinal herbs since I was a child. My blood can cure all kinds of poisons. Although it is not that evil, it is much better than normal people's blood. For Yin'er, there are only benefits and no harm."

"But you, aren't you also poisoned?"

Ling Yuan frowned slightly after hearing this. Oh no, how could she have forgotten about this?

Although her poison only affected her skin and body, she had never discussed the advantage of self-healing with outsiders. If she gave her blood to other people, not to mention whether it would have an impact on herself, she was afraid that it would also affect Du Yin.

If there was a conflict with the fire poison in his body, the consequences would be something that even she could not bear. In that case, she could only try another way. She had extorted a lot of simple medical equipment from Gongzi Yan, which was very convenient for testing blood type.

He immediately turned to look at Wei Jie, "It doesn't matter. Since you can't use mine, you can use someone else's. There are so many people in your house. It shouldn't be a problem for them to donate some blood, right?"

Wei Jie looked at her uncertainly: "This method is totally unheard of. Are you sure you want to do this? There won't be any mistakes?"

Ling Yuan knew that this method was difficult for the ancients to understand, and did not want to explain it further, "Fang Zheng is already in this state, even if you don't hand it over to me, he won't be able to survive, what do you think?"

Are you trying to save a dying horse as a last resort?

Now, even if Wei Jie wanted to object, he couldn't find any reason to do so.

He immediately frowned and asked, "Are you planning to start next month?"

It is already mid-April, and there is less than half a month left before May. This half month is indeed enough time for him to give him a full body check-up.

He nodded immediately, "That's about right. If you have time this afternoon, pick a hundred people for me. I want to check their blood types one by one and match them. Those who are a good match will also be given a good rest during the remaining time."

"Oh, by the way, you should also tell them that it is good to release human blood occasionally, so there is no need to worry about whether it will cause any major problems to you."

Wei Jie saw the confidence emanating from her brows, and gradually, he began to believe him.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements in a bit. But remember to notify me when the time comes. I'll be worried if I don't watch over you."

Ling Yuan glared at him unhappily, "Alright, got it. Can you please give way now? Du Yin's medicine is ready, I have to go feed it to him!"

Wei Jie's lips twitched slightly. Thinking that she might be a ghost doctor, he wanted to ask her in person, but he was afraid that something would be inappropriate and would annoy her.

After thinking it over, I gave up. I thought there was a long time to come and there was no need to rush, so I had to give way.

After Ling Yuan went in, Hei Lao came out. He looked at Wei Jie who was standing in the pavilion, wondering what he was thinking about, and walked over.

"You have a good eye, boy. This girl, apart from her plain appearance, is an expert in all kinds of things! Especially since she is still so young, only eleven years old. It's incredible. With her medical skills, I'm afraid she has already surpassed me, an old man."

Beyond the Black Poem?

Wei Jie looked up in surprise: "Really?"

Hei Que glanced at him unhappily: "Do you think I am kidding you, old man? Not to mention me, even Yao Ren and Ling Wentian, those two old guys, may not be able to reach her level. She is so bold and careful that she dares to try any method. Compared to her, we are really old-fashioned!"

Hei Que seldom praises others, but now he praised Ling Yuan like this. Wei Jie's heart moved and he immediately looked up at him.

"Her technique does seem very sophisticated. Do you think there are still people of her level in the world today?"

Hei Que was an old man who had been active in the martial arts world for many years. After hearing what Wei Jie said, he immediately touched his chin and shook his head: "I am an old man with rich experience, but I have never seen a little girl with such skills. The key is that she is young, and her level will only get higher and higher in the future. You, boy, have found a treasure. This girl's future is limitless, limitless!"

"It's already amazing to have one such talent, how can we expect to have a second one? Impossible, impossible!"

After hearing what he said, Wei Jie became more certain that the ghost doctor might be Ling Yuan.

He even had some doubts about Feng Yan, who shined at the Four Nations Gala.

After all, there are so many people studying medicine in this world, but not many girls. Especially, they are all eleven or twelve years old. How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

However, the reason why he didn't think about it in this regard was that he couldn't find any similarities between the two people except their medical skills and age.

If the ghost doctor Feng Chi is good at disguise, then the old lady who is about the same size as Ling Yuan might have been packaged before appearing in his sight.

But Feng Yan's figure and body shape are very different from Ling Yuan, and it is difficult to associate them with the same person.

But the more this happened, the more he felt there was something fishy going on.

The four young masters of Fengchi have not been active in the martial arts world for a long time. How do we explain the fact that they all knew Ling Yuan?

Judging from all the actions of the City That Never Sleeps, it seems a little too familiar.

Just because he doesn't say something doesn't mean he ignores the details.