klisemfg Chapter 224 I observed his symptoms, and it seemed he had a heart of glass.
Chapter 224 I observed his symptoms, and it seemed he had a heart of glass.
Wu Muli's face darkened.
The position of head of the Wu family is likely filled by someone with the ability, regardless of bloodline or social status.
Knowing that he was no match for Wu Muli and had never been able to compete with him over the years, he gradually lost interest in becoming the head of the family.
But things are different now!
As long as Zhai Rongyu is brought back to the palace, he will become the next head of the Wu family!
"Hmph, no matter how capable Wu Muyou is, you're still in my hands now, aren't you?" Wu Muli sneered and stopped looking at her.
He couldn't be bothered to waste words with this vixen.
The princess's fate is now unknown, all thanks to her!
Once he returns to the palace, he will definitely find a chance to torment her!
Seeing that the spirit snake had disappeared, Zhai Rongyu stopped wasting words with Wu Muli.
She closed her eyes and rested against the prison cart.
*
In Longyan Capital, at a medical clinic.
Zhai Muling was preparing medicine at the table when Zizhu came in with a beaming smile, carrying tea.
"Miss, Master sent a letter saying that the eldest young master and the second young lady repelled the Nan Sang army and captured Hai Mu City. Our Minister's Mansion has made a great contribution again!"
Zhai Muling put down the herbs and breathed a long sigh of relief; the heavy weight on her heart had finally been lifted.
It's good that my older brother and younger sister are alright.
"Did Father say when they will return to the capital?"
Father has been busy lately and is rarely at home.
She's been so busy these past few days that she's been staying at the clinic and hasn't been back to the Minister's residence for several days.
Zizhu helped her wrap up the prepared herbs.
"Master said that the eldest son has already set off back to the capital, but the second young lady still needs to make a detour to Haimu City, saying that she has other matters to attend to, and she will return with the Regent Prince."
Zhai Muling nodded.
It's good that my little sister isn't alone.
Being with the Regent would also provide mutual support.
"Doctor! Doctor, help!" A woman helped a young man in from outside the door.
Zhai Muling immediately went to greet her, "What happened?"
"Zizhu, come quick and help!"
"Hey!" Zizhu stepped forward and helped the woman sit down at the table.
Zhai Muling frowned and stared at the man in front of her.
He was thin, with skin so white it was almost transparent, and he was pressing one hand to his chest, looking extremely pained.
Aunt Song wiped away her tears.
“My son Song Yu was born with a weak constitution and has been in poor health since childhood. We have seen many doctors, but they all said that he was just weak and that if he was carefully cared for, there would be no major problems. But who would have thought that his condition would become more and more serious these days, with frequent chest pains, and he even fainted this morning!”
She grasped Zhai Muling's hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "Everyone outside says that your clinic has miraculous healing skills. Please, doctor, save my son!"
Looking at her son's pained expression, Aunt Song felt her heart aching and wished she could take his pain away.
If she faints again like she did this morning, she might as well die.
Zhai Muling took Song Yu's pulse and examined him for a while, her brows furrowing even more.
The pulse is thin and delicate, seemingly broken yet not quite; upon closer examination, it is like a lightly plucked ice string, subtle and indescribable…
She looked at Song Yu with a solemn expression, unable to make a decision for a moment.
"Zizhu, send your medicine boy to Medicine King Valley and ask Valley Master Xue to come over."
……
When Xue Qingchuan rushed over, there was still a fine snow on his brow, his silver hair was slightly messy, and his face was covered with a light pink.
"Mu Ling, you were looking for me?" The cold voice sounded a little breathless.
Zhai Muling was slightly taken aback.
"Did you run here?"
Before Xue Qingchuan could answer, the young apprentice beside him chuckled, "Valley Master has been on his way! As soon as I mentioned Miss Zhai invited him, he rushed off before he even finished his meal..."
"Shut up," Xue Qingchuan interrupted him coldly.
The young apprentice stuck out his tongue and stood to one side with his head bowed.
Zhai Muling felt a slight unease. She handed the handkerchief in her hand to Xue Qingchuan, then pointed to her eyebrows, indicating that he should wipe away the snow.
"From now on, there's no need to be in such a hurry."
"For some complicated illnesses, even those that are difficult to treat, I can provide temporary relief."
"We won't let patients just wait around and suffer."
Xue Qingchuan took the handkerchief and followed her gaze to Song Yu, who was lying on the couch and seemed to be asleep. Aunt Song was sitting beside him, and her expression was no longer as panicked as before.
Xue Qingchuan turned his gaze back to Zhai Muling's face.
Seeing this, the apprentice muttered under his breath, "He's not worried about the patient at all, he's clearly..."
Xue Qingchuan glanced at him, and the medicine boy shut his mouth and made a zipping gesture.
What illness does this person have?
Xue Qingchuan walked to Song Yu's side, and Song Yu's mother immediately stood up to offer him her seat. Just as she was about to speak, she met Xue Qingchuan's cold eyes and for some reason couldn't utter a single word.
Zhai Muling followed behind him, her expression solemn.
"Judging from his pulse, he seems to have a heart of crystal."
"However, this condition is extremely rare, and I dare not make a diagnosis, which is why I asked you to come and take a look."
Xue Qingchuan nodded and reached out to feel Song Yu's pulse.
A moment later, he withdrew his hand and looked at Zhai Muling, a slight smile appearing on his indifferent face.
"Your diagnosis is correct; it is indeed a heart of glass."
"A heart of glass?" Aunt Song's heart skipped a beat, and she asked anxiously, "What kind of illness is that?"
“It’s a heart ailment,” Xue Qingchuan said.
Seeing that Aunt Song's face had suddenly turned pale, Zhai Muling patted her shoulder reassuringly, "Auntie, don't worry. Although this disease is rare, it is not incurable."
"Leave him here to rest for three days. Come and pick him up after three days."
Aunt Song said anxiously, "Can't I stay and take care of him?"
Xue Qingchuan explained to Zhai Muling: "To treat Liuli Xin, emotional fluctuations are a major taboo. If family members are present, they will inevitably worry about him, which will make it more difficult for him to recover."
"Don't worry, there are people taking care of him at the clinic."
Aunt Song looked at Zhai Muling, then at Xue Qingchuan.
She had only just realized, after listening to their conversation, that the man before her was none other than the renowned Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, Xue Qingchuan.
With him around, Xiao Yu's illness should be fine.
Aunt Song breathed a sigh of relief and took Zhai Muling's hand: "Then I'll leave Xiao Yu's illness in your care."
She was busy with family matters and needed to go back to earn more money so she could pay for Xiao Yu's medical treatment.
"Don't worry." Zhai Muling grasped Song Da Niang's hand in return and asked Zizhu to see her off from the clinic.
Xue Qingchuan raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhai Muling, "How do you plan to treat her?"
Zhai Muling pondered for a moment and said, "Patients with the Glass Heart are physically weak. Conventional herbal treatments are not only slow to take effect, but may also damage the heart meridian."
"I'm going to try acupuncture."
Xue Qingchuan nodded, then asked, "Do you know where to begin?"
“His heart meridian is not flowing smoothly. If we start with acupoints such as Xinshu, Shenmen, and Neiguan, we may be able to regulate his Qi and blood, and nourish his heart and calm his mind.”
Xue Qingchuan stood up, and when he looked at Zhai Muling again, his eyes were like a pool of clear spring water.
"You've made great progress these days."
His smile was gentle, and his voice was like a warm spring breeze blowing across a lake.
Zhai Muling looked away uncomfortably.
She paused for a moment, then said, "If Valley Master Xue doesn't mind, please have a meal before you go back."
She had just heard the young apprentice say that he had rushed over before he had even finished his meal.
If you need his help, it would be inhumane to send him back after you've used him.
Xue Qingchuan paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.
"it is good."