Lin Jing then realized his mistake and laughed, "I was wrong. This will indeed damage the county princess's reputation."
Shang Shaoyan laughed: "You're overthinking it. I'm not afraid of rumors, nor do I care about my reputation. I'm just afraid that these rumors will humiliate you."
Lin Jing shook his head, then smiled and said, "Your Highness is magnanimous. As a man, I cannot be petty. A painter is a painter. We have acted uprightly and honestly, so what are we afraid of in the face of gossip?" And so the matter was settled.
At this moment, while Lin Jing took her pulse, Shang Yunlan looked at Shang Shaoyan reproachfully: "Just how many young men are you going to ruin?"
Shang Shaoyan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Shut up, okay? For Dr. Lin's sake, just say less, alright?"
Before Shang Yunlan could say anything more, Lin Jing spoke up: "The Duke has not been taking good care of his health during this period, and his body is truly too weak."
Shang Yunlan: "..."
He immediately looked at Shang Shaoyan with some guilt, and sure enough, the next moment, Shang Shaoyan's face darkened: "You haven't been taking good care of yourself?"
Shang Yunlan quickly gave Lin Jing a look, signaling him to stop talking. But Lin Jing was straightforward: "That's right. It seems that the Duke has not been eating and sleeping on time. His schedule is upside down. If this continues, he probably won't live past twenty-five."
As they were talking, the carriage arrived at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. Shang Shaoyan got off the carriage with a sullen face and walked slowly. Shang Yunlan did not dare to say a word and could only follow behind her silently.
Lin Jing slightly curled the corners of his lips, but the moment Shang Yunlan turned around, he immediately reverted to his usual classic divine doctor demeanor. Shang Yunlan could only give him a wronged look before following Shang Shaoyan step by step.
After the three of them sat down in the council hall, Shang Shaoyan finally spoke: "Although it is late, Heyang is really worried about my brother's condition. Doctor Lin may not be able to go to bed until later. I apologize."
Lin Jing shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and then began to formally examine Shang Yunlan. She went through all four diagnostic methods: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. The hall was very quiet, and all the servants had been dismissed. Shang Shaoyan sat in his seat, looking calm on the surface, but in reality, he was quite restless.
Lin Jing would occasionally jot something down in her specially made book, and then flip through it as if to confirm something.
After a quarter of an hour, he looked at the two of them and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, this disease can be cured."
Shang Yunlan didn't react much, but Shang Shaoyan's emotions fluctuated wildly. He was so happy that he almost fainted and was swaying precariously.
Seeing this, before Lin Jing could do anything, Shang Yunlan quickly pinched Shang Shaoyan's philtrum, which was still not unconscious, so hard that the skin there was almost broken.
Shang Shaoyan immediately slapped Shang Yunlan's hand away with a ferocious expression: "I haven't fainted yet, do you want to disfigure me or what?"
Shang Yunlan quickly grabbed Shang Shaoyan's hand: "I was just worried about you. Concern makes you confused, concern makes you confused... and it's actually quite useful. Look at you now, you even have the energy to curse people."
Lin Jing glanced at the brain-awakening pills in her hand, then silently put them away: "..."
Shang Shaoyan covered his throbbing philtrum and gave Lin Jing an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Doctor Lin. Please continue."
Lin Jing actually found the siblings' interactions quite interesting and didn't feel offended: "This ailment is not a heart disease, but rather a residual poison from birth that has spread to the heart meridian. The poisoned person should be the old Duchess. This poison is not severe and should be easy to cure, but the problem is that it has remained in the Duke's body for twenty years. If we want to remove it, it will take at least two months."
Shang Shaoyan was stunned for a moment, not in the mood to care about who poisoned her. She asked to confirm, "Can it be cured in two months?"
Lin Jing nodded affirmatively: "Yes. But the premise is that you take good care of yourself, follow the doctor's advice, take your medicine on time, and don't have the same irregular schedule as before."
Shang Yunlan had just breathed a sigh of relief because her illness could be cured, but she was jolted awake again when she heard the last sentence.
Sure enough, the next moment, Shang Shaoyan grabbed his ear and cursed, "Speaking of your schedule, I haven't settled accounts with you yet! Can you stop courting death? Your body is already like this and you still dare to act like this, do you have a death wish?!"
Shang Yunlan immediately cried out "It hurts!" but she knew she was in the wrong and dared not argue back.
Considering Shang Yunlan's health, Shang Shaoyan finally let go, then his eyes reddened: "I traveled all the way to Shuzhou to seek medical treatment for you, just so you could live to be a hundred years old? And you, all alone in Shengjing, didn't take good care of yourself. If I had arrived late, how would I have survived?"
At this moment, Shang Shaoyan seemed to have returned to the day of her car accident in her previous life. She trembled with fear and held Shang Yunlan's hand tightly, as if she was extremely afraid that he would leave her.
Shang Yunlan's body stiffened, as if she realized something. She looked at Shang Shaoyan cautiously, then patted her shoulder but didn't say anything.
Seeing that the brother and sister seemed to want to have a heart-to-heart talk, Lin Jing tactfully left the council hall.
After Lin Jing left, Shang Yunlan spoke up: "An'an, don't cry."
He shouldn't have said that. Shang Shaoyan hadn't intended to cry, but Shang Yunlan's words made her burst into tears: "Do you know how scared I was?"
Shang Yunlan hugged her younger sister and patted her back to comfort her, saying, "It's all my fault, don't cry."
He didn't say that his irregular schedule was to help Shang Shaoyan achieve great things, because he knew that his sister cared more about his health than about the country.
Shang Shaoyan pushed Shang Yunlan away, choking back tears, and said, "In my past life, you told me to live well, and then you left me alone in a hospital bed. That was the most painful time of my two lives, you know? Your career was just starting to take off, you had so many things you wanted to do, but for me, you gave up all of that, even your life! In this life, all I want is for you to be well. Brother, brother, Shang Yunlan... I beg you, please take care of yourself, okay?"
Shang Yunlan's heart trembled—he had thought he could save Shang Shaoyan in that car accident, but when Nan Chen saw his sister, he knew he had failed to protect her.
But he thought that An'an had died on the spot like him, and that she had not suffered too much.
But it turns out that his An'an had been struggling desperately in her hospital bed—she had lost the most important person in the world, who had died trying to save her.
Thinking of this, Shang Yunlan felt a sharp pain in her heart.
He gently wiped away Shang Shaoyan's tears and coaxed, "Okay, I'll take good care of myself. I still have to watch you ascend the throne and have three thousand beauties."
Shang Shaoyan burst into laughter through his tears at the phrase "three thousand beauties," but quickly tapped Shang Yunlan's forehead with a seemingly fierce but actually gentle touch: "Don't be so glib here. Take good care of yourself, you hear me?"
Shang Yunlan smiled: "Okay, I heard you, I'll listen to you."
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