Young hero, stay put and don't be reckless.

Chapter 45 What Did You Do to My Master?

That night, Jiang Xun couldn't sleep.

He lay on the wooden bed, staring at the dark wood on the roof beams, his mind filled with images from the daytime.

Gu Yunqian stood in front of the porridge stall, sunlight shining on her face, and she smiled at him.

That smile was like a pebble thrown into a pond, rippling in circles and making his heart itch.

"It's all over, it ...."

He buried his face in the pillow and turned over.

Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun, don't you know what kind of person you are?

She's a lady from a respectable family, who do you think you are?

He was a street urchin, barely any money in his pocket, and a sickly man who didn't know how many days he had left to live.

Do you deserve it?

He slammed his fist on the bed.

The wooden plank creaked, as if mocking him.

The next morning, Jiang Xun came out of the house with dark circles under his eyes and bumped into Yu Xiaoyi.

Yu Xiaoyi glanced at him, paused, and her lips began to twitch.

"What did you do last night?"

Jiang Xun yawned, sounding listless: "Nothing, just couldn't sleep."

Yu Xiaoyi stared at him suspiciously: "Can't sleep? I bet you've been doing something shady."

Jiang Xun rolled his eyes: "What shameful things could I possibly do?"

"Who knows?" Yu Xiaoyi snorted, his eyes clearly saying, "Something's not right with you."

Jiang Xun's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be nonchalant and walked straight towards the clinic.

But little did he know, his behavior today had already given him away—he was talking half as much as usual, his mind wandered while he was working, and he would occasionally burst into inexplicable silly laughter, laughing until his eyes disappeared, as if he was thinking about something wonderful.

While getting the medicine, Yu Xiaoyi secretly glanced at him, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong.

This person definitely has a problem.

Just as I was pondering this, the door to the clinic was suddenly pushed open.

Sunlight streamed in from outside, dazzling one's vision.

A young woman stood at the door, wearing a light blue dress, her hair tied in a simple bun, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Sunlight shone from behind her, giving her a faint golden edge, making her look like she had stepped out of a painting.

"Is Dr. Jiang here?"

The sound was clear and crisp, like water in a mountain stream.

Yu Xiaoyi was stunned.

Dr. Jiang? There's no such person at the clinic.

Just as he was about to say, "Miss, you've got the wrong person," he caught a glimpse of Jiang Xun beside him out of the corner of his eye—the man was completely frozen, his eyes wouldn't move, his mouth was slightly open, looking exactly like a fool.

Yu Xiaoyi blinked and looked at the girl again.

No way... they're talking about him?

That girl was Gu Yunqian.

She then saw Jiang Xun, a faint smile appearing on her face. She slowly walked up to him and gave him a proper bow.

"Dr. Jiang, could you please come to my house?"

Jiang Xun stared at her blankly, as if he had been struck by acupuncture, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out a single word.

"it is good."

Just one word.

Yu Xiaoyi watched in stunned silence.

This person definitely has something going on.

…………

The Gu family's carriage was parked at the street corner.

The blue cloth curtain looks simple, but the fabric is fine and smooth, and the brass nails on the cart wheels are polished to a shine—it's the kind of understated refinement.

Jiang Xun got into the car and sat opposite Gu Yunqian.

The carriage started moving, its wheels rumbling over the bluestone slabs.

The carriage was quiet.

Jiang Xun smelled the faint fragrance on Gu Yunqian's body and didn't know where to put his hands.

He would put it on his lap for a while, then feel it was too stiff, so he would quietly move it to the side, and finally just hold onto the hem of his clothes, pretending to be very natural.

Seeing his expression, Gu Yunqian smiled slightly, but quickly became serious and said, "Young Master Jiang, my father has been ill for several days, and several doctors have been consulted but none of them can find anything wrong. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you this time."

Jiang Xun was taken aback: "Then why are you looking for me?"

Gu Yunqian blushed slightly, not mentioning that she had specifically inquired about him, but instead lowered her eyes and said, "The clinic you work at is the most famous in Yunzhou. You can even tell if someone is in a state of apparent death when you treat patients there, so your medical skills must be extremely high."

Jiang Xun listened, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

He was truly lucky to have faked his death.

As for his medical skills... he only studied for half a month, so he's at most a beginner apprentice.

But he couldn't bring himself to say it.

For some reason, he didn't want to disappoint Gu Yunqian.

I tried my best.

…………

The Gu family mansion is located in the west of the city. It is a large three-courtyard house, not particularly grand, but it is elegant.

Jiang Xun had been to this house before—last time he climbed over the wall, this time he came through the main gate.

He and Gu Yunqian entered the house, crossed the front yard, went around the screen wall, and arrived at the main room.

Before I even entered the door, I could hear a series of coughs coming from inside, one after another, which sounded quite difficult to understand.

Gu Yunqian paused, her worry deepening.

She pushed open the door and went inside.

"Father, the doctor is here."

Jiang Xun followed her into the house.

The room was dimly lit, with the windows half-closed, and the light filtering in fell on the floor like pale golden bricks.

A woman, around forty years old, stood by the bed, wearing a dark brown jacket, her brows furrowed, her face full of worry.

"Mother," Gu Yunqian called softly.

The woman turned her head, her gaze falling on Jiang Xun, and paused for a moment, then asked, "This...this is the doctor you were talking about?"

Gu Yunqian nodded: "Yes."

The woman frowned even more, clearly not believing it.

too young.

What can this young man possibly diagnose if even seasoned doctors with decades of experience can't see those illnesses?

But she didn't say anything, she just stepped aside and gestured for Jiang Xun to come forward.

Jiang Xun took a deep breath and walked to the bedside.

A middle-aged man lay on the bed, with a square face, thick eyebrows, closed eyes, and a somewhat pale complexion.

It was Gu Yunqian's father—Gu Wenxu.

Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Xun. His gaze was gentle, but also scrutinizing.

"Are you the young man who saw through the faked death?"

Jiang Xun nodded: "I am Jiang Xun, greetings to Master Gu."

Gu Wenxu glanced at him, his expression unreadable: "Young and promising. Please sit down."

Jiang Xun felt a little uneasy, but he didn't show it on his face. He imitated Lao Yu, placing three fingers on Gu Wenxu's wrist, closing his eyes and concentrating, pretending to take a pulse seriously.

He could indeed sense the pulse—the internal energy within him made his five senses far superior to ordinary people, and he could clearly feel the pulsation of his blood vessels.

Gu Wenxu's pulse was weak and feeble, sometimes present and sometimes absent. He was indeed ill, but he could only sense it; he didn't know what it was.

"What should I do?" Jiang Xun was anxious, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

You can't exactly say, "I see it, but I don't understand it," can you?

That would be too embarrassing, especially in front of Gu Yunqian.

Just as he was worrying, he suddenly remembered something recorded in "Miscellaneous Treatises on Strange Diseases"—he decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

Gritting his teeth, he carefully drew a wisp of true energy from his dantian and channeled it into Gu Wenxu's body through his fingertips.

The vital energy flows slowly along the meridians, like a thin thread, penetrating the blocked areas.

As Jiang Xun channeled his true energy, he "saw" the problem—Gu Wenxu's meridians were blocked in several places, as if something was blocking them, preventing the flow of qi and blood.

"I see." Jiang Xun understood, withdrew his inner energy, and opened his eyes.

Madam Gu asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my husband?"

Just as Jiang Xun was about to speak, Gu Wenxu suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Madam Gu's face changed drastically, and she shrieked, "You... what have you done to my master?!"