"For me?"
He Wei fumbled to take the porcelain bottle.
Manor Master He nodded: "After examination by Divine Doctor Jiang, this medicine can cure Xihua's poison."
The pure white, unadorned porcelain bottle was a common sight in the herbal medicine shop, yet inside it lay the antidote they had been searching for so long. He Wei pursed his lips, his delicate brows furrowing slightly as he asked, "Dad, don't you know who sent this?"
Master He shook his head. The beggar was only responsible for running errands, and it was said that his reward was only a roast chicken... There was no way to find out.
"Weiwei, no matter what, since it can cure Xihua's poison, you should take it first."
He Wei had no choice but to open the porcelain bottle. Suddenly, a strong stench hit her. Her face turned green instantly. She subconsciously pushed it away and said with difficulty: "Dad, can I not eat it?"
She suspected that she was being pranked. How could there be such a smelly thing in the world?
Manor Master He was suddenly embarrassed: "This... Weiwei, eyes are important."
He almost fainted from the fumes at that time, but since it was an antidote... He Wei swallowed it despite the nausea. Her face turned green after she finished it. She guzzled several cups of tea. Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation in her eyes, and something flowed out of them: "Dad, my eyes!"
He Wei touched his eyes in panic, his face full of horror.
Doctor Jiang immediately stepped forward to check. A dark green liquid flowed out of the girl's eyes. The girl's gray eyes gradually became clearer. "Miss, your eyes are healed."
He Wei blinked. A kind-looking old man with a white beard spoke in a familiar voice: "Are you Dr. Jiang?"
Divine Doctor Jiang stroked his beard and smiled, "It's me."
He Wei looked around and saw her father's tearful face and her brother's red eyes. She burst into tears of joy and asked, "Are my eyes really healed?"
The simple and elegant building, the golden sunlight, the lush trees outside the window, the excited eyes of the maids...
He Wei couldn't help crying, she could finally see.
The entire Luoyun Villa was filled with joy, and perhaps He Wei was a person favored by fate. Not long after her eyesight recovered, a young doctor came to the mountain gate and said that he had a way to treat the eldest lady's legs.
He was dressed in shabby coarse linen clothes, had a pale complexion, and an evasive gaze, which made people very distrustful.
Especially when asked how many years he had studied medicine? Had he come across relevant cases? How many people had he investigated? The young man hesitated, his face reddening, unable to utter a single word, but he firmly stated that he could cure Miss He...wasn't that just bullshit?
"Dad, I want to try."
He Wei pursed her lips and took the initiative.
Manor Master He was a little embarrassed: "Weiwei, why don't we wait a little longer..."
"But even Dr. Jiang can't do anything, right? You've consulted so many doctors, and everyone says this is the best outcome for me. Dad." He Wei looked up and smiled. "It can't be cured anyway, so why not try it out? Maybe I'll be lucky and be able to stand up again?"
She didn't even believe what she said, but there was a voice in her heart urging her to give it a try.
He Wei clenched his palms and said firmly: "Father, I want to try!"
Master He had no choice but to let the young doctor try, but he insisted that Doctor Jiang and others supervise at all times.
The treatment began. The young doctor carefully took out the gold needles from his arms and inserted them into the tendons and veins one by one according to his memory... Sweat broke out on the young doctor's forehead. He stared at the gold needles and counted the time silently in his heart. When the time was up, he would immediately remove the gold needles.
The doctor began to massage and take a medicinal bath, and all the doctors watched intently.
This cycle continued for several times until one day He Wei felt a sharp pain in her leg. She was startled. The maid went to call for help, and all the doctors came. Doctor Jiang examined her and said with a complicated expression: "Young lady's legs are gradually regaining sensation."
In an instant, cheers filled the entire room.
In late autumn, the chrysanthemums bloomed at Luoyun Villa. In Miss He's courtyard, the young doctor took out the last golden needle and carefully placed it in a brocade box. He instructed the maid: "Don't forget the daily medicinal bath and massage. Occasionally, help your young lady walk in the courtyard."
The maid nodded hurriedly, and tears came to her eyes when she looked at her mistress.
Manor Master He couldn't help but wipe away his tears: "Thank you, Doctor Lu. If you want anything, just ask. From now on, you will be the great benefactor of Luoyun Villa!"
Lu Wensheng's face instantly turned red, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, practicing medicine and saving lives is the duty of a doctor."
Zhang Zhang looked around and found the eldest son of Luoyun Villa sitting in the corner with his eyes downcast. He hurried over with his medical box. The doctors watching subconsciously made way for him. Lu Wensheng walked up to He Yu, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "There are many tigers in the mountains. I wonder if you could trouble me to see you off for a while?"
He Yu raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then stood up: "Okay."
Lu was instantly surprised when he heard the news. Without waiting for Master He to stop him, he quickly grabbed He Yu's arm and rushed out of the yard.
He Zhuangzhu:???
It was the golden autumn of October, the sky high and the air crisp. The maple leaves in front of the mountain gate were ablaze with red. Lu Wensheng paused, panting heavily. Turning around, he saw Young Master He looking at him expressionlessly. He patted his head, pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him: "I apologize for any offense I caused you earlier. Someone asked me to bring this to you."
The wrinkled straw paper was folded into four, and there was a faint smell of cheap ink.
He Yu took it and opened it... Lu Wensheng quickly pressed it shut. Seeing his eyes narrowed slightly, he hurriedly said, "I've delivered the letter. I'll be leaving now, young master. See you later!"
He tucked the medicine box under his arm and ran down the mountain holding up his clothes with one hand.
The clean stone steps, the fiery red maple leaves, and the gray figure disappeared in a flash. He Yu paused, lowered his head and slowly opened the letter: the handwriting was sloppy, the paper was stained with grease, and there were only a few words written on it: "He Yu, I don't owe He Wei anymore."
He Yu, I don’t owe He Wei anything anymore.
His head buzzed, and He Yu held onto the mountain gate, his steps unsteady.
The next second, he stood up straight, stared at the letter carefully with wide eyes, trying to find anything else on it, but there was nothing, nothing, just a few simple words.
With a sudden pain in his heart, He Yu couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
"Young Master!"
The gatekeeper disciple hurried forward.
He Yu closed his eyes tightly, covered his heart and stood up: "Prepare the horses! Chase them!"
More than a dozen fast horses rushed out of Luoyun Villa and headed down the mountain, searching for the young doctor at lightning speed. Unfortunately, they turned the whole place upside down in the market but still couldn't find him.
Hiding in the woods, watching the fast horses leave, Lu Wensheng patted his chest and said, "That was a close call! I almost got caught!"
He patted his butt, threw the medicine box onto his back, and ran into the forest.
He Yu: ...
As he listened to the reports from his subordinates, his face became darker and darker.
"Get down!"
"yes."
The disciple left the room.
He Yu lowered his head and rubbed the letter carefully. His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe: Cheng Xi, where are you?
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