Chapter 213 Get Well-Treated
Pei Yanzhi raised his hand and stroked her slightly furrowed face, saying in a low voice, "Don't worry, I know my own body. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable when it's windy or rainy, I'm usually fine."
Ji Shu immediately flew into a rage and retorted, "What do you know? If you don't take good care of your health, do you believe that after you turn forty, your health will deteriorate rapidly?"
Pei Yanzhi felt a warm glow in his heart when he saw how seriously she spoke, knowing that she cared about him and that's why she was so anxious.
"Alright, alright, I'll go with you tomorrow. Once things are settled here, we should head back to Luoyang."
After saying that, he looked at her intently and said, "You should also say goodbye to the old man."
Ji Shu turned her head to look at the wooden table beside her. Seeing her expression, Pei Yanzhi became a little anxious, afraid that she would go back on her word again. He said urgently, "Shu'er, you promised me."
“If you break your promise, the entire Guangmintang, its staff, including Old Master Sheng, and Qiumanlou, which you secretly run, will become my bargaining chips to threaten you.”
Ji Shu immediately turned her gaze to Pei Yanzhi and slapped him across the face.
"Shameless!"
"Dirty!"
"mean!"
He accepted everything without question, as long as she was willing to go back with him, he didn't mind being scolded by her a few times.
Seeing that he remained unmoved, Ji Shu became even more furious, "You've always acted this way, only caring about your own pleasure, never considering how innocent others are? Why do you always have to drag others into this!"
Pei Yanzhi pulled her into his arms, remained silent for a moment, and then whispered, "Have you ever thought about why I'm so anxious and insecure?"
"Just a glance from you, a single word from you, can sway my heart, and yet at my age, I've fallen into such romantic entanglements..."
"Sometimes I think, how ridiculous am I?"
Ji Shu gradually calmed down in his arms. He stroked her hair and continued, "Shu'er, I have wronged you all these years. Now I only hope that the three of us can return to Luoyang and make it up to you."
Her nose suddenly began to sting and throb, and she raised her hand to tightly hug his broad shoulders and back.
...
The next day, Ji Shu got up early and was thinking about taking him to have the old man take his pulse.
As Grandpa Sheng sat down, his brows furrowed, and he focused intently on taking her pulse, Ji Shu paced back and forth somewhat restlessly. The old man looked up.
He said in a deep voice, "Since you're so agitated, why don't you go for a walk and not bother me here?"
Ji Shu glanced at Pei Yanzhi and saw him nod slightly.
Thinking that she would only cause trouble for the old man if she stayed in the house, she walked towards the old man's herb garden.
When the old man first placed his hand on the wrist, his brows furrowed involuntarily; the pulse...
He looked at Pei Yanzhi; this pulse was definitely not a sign of longevity.
He then focused his attention and examined the body more carefully. After asking a few questions intermittently, he understood the diagnosis.
Although the old man's expression didn't reveal anything, Pei Yanzhi had already noticed, and his heart sank.
Could there really be a problem?
The old man sighed inwardly and slowly asked, "Has Your Majesty been experiencing chest tightness lately?"
Pei Yanzhi thought about it carefully and realized that it was true; he would also feel dizzy when he was angry.
He said it all at once.
Grandpa Sheng nodded and said, "Fortunately, it was discovered early. His Majesty has been overworked all these years."
"It took a lot of effort."
Ji Shu walked in from outside and called out, "Is there any way to cure it?"
When Ji Shu heard the result outside, she already knew it when she took her pulse last night.
She found it particularly difficult to accept when she learned that she had not made a wrong diagnosis.
Only now did she realize that her unwillingness for him to get into trouble had nothing to do with the child or anything else.
She only followed her heart and did not want him to die.
The old man gave her a disapproving look. "You should have known about this situation already, yet you still made me come to see you. It's just adding to your troubles. Even a god couldn't save you!"
Ji Shu stepped forward and, ignoring Pei Yanzhi's surprised gaze, knelt down. "Grandfather, I only ask you one thing: is there any other way? Even if it can't save him, it would be good if it could alleviate the symptoms."
Pei Yanzhi was briefly stunned for a few seconds, many thoughts flashing through his mind, but he rejected them one by one.
Helping her up from the ground, the old man sighed wearily and said, "It's not that I'm unwilling to help, what do you take me for? It's just that external injuries heal easily, but internal injuries are hard to repair."
Ji Shu sat back down in her chair, her voice low and hoarse: "Isn't there any other way?"
The old man shook his head at first, then pondered for a moment and said, "However... there is a way. Although it cannot guarantee that one will live to be seventy or eighty, if one takes proper care of oneself, it may be possible to live another ten years or so. It's just that... no one has ever tried it."
Ji Shu's eyes lit up. "What method?"
She looked up at Pei Yanzhi and saw him calmly sipping his tea. She knew that if she could really live another ten years or so, it would be an unexpected joy.
Seeing her like this, Old Master Sheng said to Pei Yanzhi, who was standing to the side, "Your Majesty, I have a few words to tell my granddaughter."
Pei Yanzhi understood, and at this moment his emotions were also extremely difficult to calm. He nodded slightly to the old man.
He glanced at Ji Shu again before walking out.
After he left, the old man stroked his beard and pondered for a moment. "I also saw this method in an ancient medical book. It says that the ancestor of the Sheng family used this method to save a general and let him live for ten more years. I just don't know if it's true or not."
Ji Shu said resolutely, "No matter what, I'm going to give it a try."
Grandpa Sheng called out to the butler, "Bring me the yellowed ancient book on the top shelf of my antique display."
The butler replied, "Yes."
Not long after, Butler Chen came in from outside with the ancient book and presented it to the old man.
Grandpa Sheng opened the book and said to Ji Shu, "Come and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Ji Shu stepped forward. The document detailed how to apply acupuncture points and required seven consecutive days of treatment.
After a three-day break, the treatment continued for another seven days, followed by bloodletting at various joints.
With the addition of herbal decoctions, and if properly cared for, one may be able to extend their lifespan by more than ten years.
Seeing this treatment method, Ji Shu felt a glimmer of hope and silently memorized the words from the ancient book.
Seeing this, Old Master Sheng said in a deep voice, "But you must know that the treatment process is extremely dangerous. What if the patient doesn't recover..."
"I know." She recalled that dream, and she didn't want to, nor did she want him to leave like that again.
Pei Yanzhi stood under the corridor and couldn't help but give a wry smile.
For the first time, he began to doubt himself; he hadn't expected his health to be in such a poor state.
He had been so determined to get Ji Shu back to Luoyang, but now he was wondering if she would go back so he could take care of him, who was on the verge of death.
I am much older than her, and it's bad enough that I can't grow old with her, but now I have to borrow even these ten years from heaven.
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