My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 678 - 662: Where Life Lies

Du Mian had never slept so deeply before. When he opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon, and the glaring sunlight was streaming in through the window, causing him to squint.

Where was he, wasn’t he receiving treatment for his injuries? Where were the people?

"Master, you’re awake." Wa Song’s joyous voice reached his ears.

Du Mian looked over, just about to sit up, but with a hiss, he drew in several breaths of cold air and instinctively reached out to touch.

"Don’t move." Wa Song dashed over in a few quick steps, saying, "The Junior Temple Master mentioned that once the effects of the Sleeping Saint Powder wear off, you would regain your sense of pain and need to rest quietly."

Du Mian gritted his teeth in pain and looked at his left hand, which had no strength and was also bound with a board, leaving him somewhat bewildered: "Is it all over?"

"Naturally it’s all over." Qin Liuxi entered from outside, walked over, and told Wa Song, "Go bring that meat soup here for him to replenish his Primordial Qi."

"Okay."

"Junior Temple Master, I didn’t know anything, how is it better?" Du Mian asked with a hoarse voice. Apart from the extreme pain in his body, he couldn’t remember anything that had happened before.

Qin Liuxi smiled faintly, "Had you known, you might have fainted from the pain over and over again, so it’s better not to be awake. That’s why I used the Sleeping Saint Powder, which allowed you to sleep without feeling pain, making it easier to operate. Now, your wounds have been treated. For the following days, follow the prescription and rest assuredly, your injuries will slowly heal. However, your left hand will take longer to fully recover."

Du Mian was surprised, "My hand’s tendons were severed, can they still recover?"

"Mhm, I’ve stitched them back together for you, but since it is a tendon injury, it will depend on your own recovery ability to be exactly as before, but it certainly won’t heal faster than the other injuries on your body."

Du Mian was astounded; he had been prepared for his left hand to be useless, yet Qin Liuxi was telling him it could recover to normal?

Staring blankly at his hand wrapped in the board, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Junior Temple Master is truly a divine doctor of this world, meeting you is a great fortune for me," Du Mian said to Qin Liuxi, "My life was saved by you; to me, you are like parents giving birth to me anew. It is said that a great kindness should not be thanked with mere words. From now on, should you have any orders, Mian dare not disobey."

Qin Liuxi hurriedly responded, "A great kindness should be thanked. I dare not compare to your parents. As a doctor healing ailments, it has taken much effort and thought, just settle the medical fee and that will suffice."

To be the parents, wouldn’t that give him an excuse to mooch off them!

"Ah?" Du Mian was a bit baffled.

Qin Liuxi frowned, "Are you planning to renege on the bill?"

"Naturally not," Du Mian quickly explained, "The consultation fee will of course be paid, but the debt of gratitude must also be acknowledged, rest assured."

"Mhm, we at Qingping Daoist Temple are still short on some hall funds, so why don’t you donate half of the incense money required for the Medicine King Hall?" Qin Liuxi immediately suggested.

"Half? Why half? It’s only one hall, the Cao Gang can surely afford it, I will donate for one hall and can also light some long-burning lamps inside, right?" A hall wouldn’t cost much; it needs to be grand to look right and dignified.

Qin Liuxi smiled brightly, "Blessings to the Infinite, of course, you can."

Such a devout believer, the more the merrier.

Wa Song came in with a bowl of soup, and Qin Liuxi glanced at it then added, "If you want to recover quickly, drink more soup made with lean meat, eat fish, shrimp, and eggs, which help the wounds heal. Moreover, keep taking the medicines previously prescribed; they can strengthen the foundation and build up your Primordial Qi. The prescribed medicine should be taken on time, as it is for regulating the weakness of your internal organs. Harmony between yin and yang, and with smooth flow of Qi and blood, the internal organs will be at peace. One more thing, avoid overexerting your mind, and focus on restorative rest."

Du Mian nodded repeatedly, "Once I can move around normally, I shall personally go to the Daoist Temple to light incense and fulfill my vows."

Qin Liuxi naturally welcomed it and gave a few more tips, saying that he would come again for acupuncture the next day before he took his leave.

Du Mian, after being tended to and having had his soup, asked Wa Song about the process of the surgery.

Wa Song shivered and said, "My lord, it’s better if you don’t inquire about this."

"When I tell you to speak, you speak," Du Mian said gravely. "I’ve already taken dozens of slashes on my body, can’t I listen to this?"

Seeing his insistence, Wa Song said, "My lord, the Junior Temple Master is young, but truly a Divine Doctor. While you were unconscious, she operated with such decisiveness and no hesitation, as if she were butchering a pig, scooping out all the rotten flesh, cutting it open, then stitching up such a long wound as neatly as one sews clothes..."

Du Mian: "!"

Perhaps it’s better not to listen, fragile in body and faint of heart, it’s a bit too much to bear.

...

Feichang Dao.

When Quan Jing and his party arrived, they still encountered an empty temple; Qin Liuxi had already taken an external consultation to see a patient, so they had to wait.

However, different from mere waiting, Chen Pi saw Quan Jing’s frail appearance and settled him in the Daoist Room to meditate; with that, he had already stayed there for three hours.

Quan Jing was happy to enjoy the peace, but Wan Bai, who had expressed her impatience for the third time, was finally driven out by an irritable Chen Pi who could no longer tolerate her.

Will you wait or not; who are you posturing for here?

Enraged, Wan Bai squatted at the doorway; she would not leave, for she wanted to see what that person looked like.

Wang Yuqian said to Quan Jing, "This Wan Bai is too hot-tempered. I advise you to send her back to your residence and wait; don’t let her confront my cousin, or else, she might ruin your business."

Quan Jing opened his eyes and looked at him, "You’ve only seen your cousin once, yet you are so wary of her?"

"It’s not about being wary, it’s just that her temper is even worse than Wan Bai’s. If she is offended, even if she can cure, she might refuse to do so out of spite. Why would you want to suffer that?" Wang Yuqian said, "You’ve come from so far to seek medical help; it would be a pity to come in vain. And as for this Wan Bai, not only is she hot-tempered, but I see that she may have other intentions for you. The way she makes decisions on her own, everyone who doesn’t know better would think she’s your confidante."

Quan Jing frowned.

"Don’t take offense at my blunt words, I’m just giving you a heads-up. My cousin’s temperament is definitely not mild. Even my aunt constantly cautions us. If you want to seek medical treatment, don’t put on airs; you should adopt the attitude of a seeker. Think it over."

No sooner had Wang Yuqian finished speaking than they faintly heard some commotion outside. The two men exchanged glances.

"Young master, the great master has returned," the guard requested at the doorway of the Daoist Room.

Wang Yuqian hurriedly helped him up; Quan Jing thought he might be numb and dizzy from sitting so long, but that was not the case.

After sitting for two or three hours, he did not feel overly tired. On the contrary, his spirit was better than before, and he felt stronger.

Quan Jing was somewhat surprised and subconsciously moved his body. The heavy, weary sensation from the poisoning seemed to have dissipated by half, feeling much lighter.

He couldn’t help but look around the small Daoist Room, contemplative. Was there some kind of secret to this place?

"Head south, and there you will find a thread of life for the young master."

The Heavenly Secret revealed by Daoist Jiu Mei echoed in his ears. Could it be that this place was indeed where that chance of life lay?