novelraw Chapter 1348: The Seemingly Down-and-Out Divine Doctor Family
Chapter 1348: The Seemingly Down-and-Out Divine Doctor Family
She wanted to comfort Zirong like she had comforted Tang Bufan before, wanted to tell him there’s still hope, that he absolutely must not give up, but she knew the time left for Zirong was already running out. Tang Bufan could wait, but Zirong could not. Sensing the frenzied toxins coursing through his body, Mu Hanyan knew that this time, once the Thousand Poison Corrosive Powder fully erupts, Zirong might not even last twelve hours.Huayue and Tang Bufan were much calmer than Jiang Yuzhe, and they understood that some things cannot be changed by human effort, at least not by them at the moment, and so they remained silent, their eyes betraying a sense of sadness.
"No, you can’t give up, there’s definitely a way, Han Yan, there’s definitely a way, right?" Jiang Yuzhe’s nature was even more straightforward than theirs, unable to accept such a reality, his eyes glistening with tears, he murmured.
"Yuzhe, Huayue, Bufan, after I’m gone, follow Han Yan for me, stay by her side, ascend to the peak of Sword Dao together." Zirong seemed to use all his strength to finish these words, his expression extremely exhausted.
Although he barely managed to hold on with his remarkable cultivation, the Qi continued to dissipate under the erosion of the Thousand Poison Corrosive Powder, and he was becoming increasingly weak.
"Yes, I promise you, I promise you." Jiang Yuzhe was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Mu Hanyan’s fingers flew rapidly, sealing a few of Zirong’s meridians leading to the Heart Meridian, temporarily slowing the spread of the poison. But she herself knew that it would only help Zirong hold on for an extra two to three hours, ultimately to no avail.
Huayue turned her head away, and when she turned back, her eyes were red.
"We found it, Han Yan, we found it." Just then, Ling Baobao’s joyful voice came from afar.
"Eh, where is everyone, where did they go so early in the morning?" followed by Doctor Sun’s voice.
Then, the two started searching.
Because Mu Hanyan disliked being disturbed by outsiders, the maid and guards arranged by Lu Nianxin were positioned outside the courtyard. However, the courtyard wasn’t large, and soon, the two located Zirong’s room.
"This... What is this?" Seeing the unusual color on Zirong’s face, Doctor Sun exclaimed in surprise, clearly not expecting Ye Lanfeng’s seal to fail so soon.
Mu Hanyan immediately explained the beginning and end of the matter briefly.
"Didn’t expect him to have such a fortune!" After listening to Mu Hanyan, Doctor Sun sighed.
"Fortune may be fortune, but at this time, it endangers his life." Mu Hanyan sighed.
"You don’t need to worry now, let me handle this." Doctor Sun said with a loud laugh.
"Mr. Sun, did you find that Divine Doctor Family?" Only then did Mu Hanyan notice that Doctor Sun was reflective but without any anxiety, and after thinking for a moment, she asked joyfully.
A few days ago, Doctor Sun received news and had been secretly searching, then had some clue yesterday, invited Zhu Xiuqing to help, spent the whole night searching, and finally found it, luckily without wasting time, otherwise there truly would be no way now." Ling Baobao said with relief, answering for Doctor Sun.
"If it were anyone else, Zirong might truly be beyond saving this time, but with the Yan Family’s ancestral medical skills, even if the Thousand Poison Corrosive Powder in Zirong’s body cannot be completely cleared, his life will not be in danger." Doctor Sun also said with relief, seemingly full of confidence in this Divine Doctor Family.
"Then let’s set off immediately!" Mu Hanyan said joyfully.
Despite Doctor Sun’s modesty and calm demeanor, deep down, he was actually very proud, and for this Yan Family to convince him in terms of medical skills meant they had exceptional qualities.
Soon, the group boarded a carriage, journeying towards the Yan Family under Ling Baobao’s guidance.
Just like the Anyun City, the area surrounding the workshops in Shangyue Country’s Capital was also populated by many civilians, the environment certainly not considered serene or elegant. It’s normal; workshops are places where people come and go, bustling, noisy, and filled with all sorts of people. No one with any standard of wealth or power would set their home by the workshop.
The alley ahead was narrow and desolate, the cobblestone path beneath uneven, moss growing on both sides, and the courtyard at the alley’s end was ancient and bleak, the words "Yan Residence" above long lost their previous glory, barely recognizable if not examined closely.
A doorman dozed off at the entrance, wearing a tattered gray cloth robe. Without the faint Yan character embroidered on the corner of his clothing, one might mistake him for a beggar waiting here for the household’s leftovers.
"Is this really the Divine Doctor Family?" Seeing the rundown gate and the doorman looking like a beggar, Jiang Yuzhe, who had initially been hopeful, felt half his hope drained away and asked Doctor Sun.
One must know, an alchemist alongside swordsmiths, and alchemists were deemed as three lucrative professions on the Holy Court Continent, and it was unusual for even a regular medical family to be so dilapidated, let alone a Divine Doctor Family.
"There can be no mistake; though the origin of the Yan Family is something the surrounding inhabitants are unclear about, I have examined our ancestors’ notes multiple times, and I am certain this Yan Family is the legendary Divine Doctor Family!" Doctor Sun affirmed.
Because little talents hide in forests, great talents hide in society; Mu Hanyan, having encountered many sage-like figures, didn’t find it overly surprising.
Getting off the carriage, the group helped the extremely exhausted Zirong, swiftly heading towards that courtyard.
"Who’re you looking for?" Arriving at the entrance, the doorman raised his head, yawning as he asked.
"Excuse me, is the owner here? We have something that requires his assistance." Mu Hanyan asked courteously.
"The owner said no visitors, you should leave." The doorman yawned again, gesturing dismissively.
"A friend of mine is critically ill; we wish for your owner’s help for treatment, please convey the message." Anxious yet polite, Mu Hanyan said, since they sought help, even with a servant, it’s not wise to offend.
"If sick, consult a doctor, what’s my master’s business?" The doorman replied impatiently.
"May I ask, is this the Yan Family of the Divine Doctor Family?" Hearing his words, Mu Hanyan hesitated, feeling a bit doubtful about Doctor Sun’s judgment.
Yet Zirong’s life was at stake, all her hopes tethered to the Yan Family; Mu Hanyan could only patiently ask again.
"It’s the Yan Family, but not some Divine Doctor Family; you’ve got the wrong place, leave quickly, otherwise I’ll release the dogs." The doorman, impatient and sinister, warned.
Mu Hanyan was already in a bad mood, the doorman’s poor attitude infuriated her, about to explode, but reconsidering something, she held back.
Though Mu Hanyan and her companions weren’t extravagantly dressed, their sword robes were of high quality; any observant person would recognize they had some status. The doorman, donning tattered clothes like a beggar, dared behave so arrogantly towards them. Without doubt, he was fearless; this Yan Family wasn’t as impoverished as it appeared.
"Please convey to your master that someone from the Sun Family of Anyun Country seeks an audience." Doctor Sun handed a jade token to the doorman, then slipped him a silver ingot.
"Then wait here." The doorman weighed the silver, his expression a tad brighter, and strolled into the courtyard.