My Lady Always Lacks Ambition
Chapter 152 - 151: Live Once More

Chapter 152: Chapter 151: Live Once More

Qin Liuxi stepped out of the lodging and saw Qi Qian waiting outside, her eyebrow raised.

"Is the Commandery Prince and Mr. Changkong, being such close friends, worried I cannot cure him and thus particularly waited here?"

Qi Qian clasped his hands together and said, "I have indeed known Changkong from childhood, and if it weren’t for his eye condition, he should have been the most brilliant of the Yu family."

"Ah, talented individuals often meet jealousy by heaven, I understand."

Qi Qian choked slightly, looked towards the house, and asked, "How is he now?"

"He’s asleep. Curing his eye condition isn’t something that can be done instantly; it requires a process. Hereafter, I will visit his residence daily for acupuncture treatment." Qin Liuxi gave a bow and said, "With this, I shall take my leave first."

"Wait!"

Qi Qian stopped her and asked, "Is that all for today?"

"Yes, he will probably sleep until tomorrow, so the Commandery Prince need not wait here."

"Tomorrow?" It had just past noon; can he sleep that long?

Qin Liuxi said, "He is someone severely lacking in sleep; sleeping until tomorrow is actually short."

"You just mentioned you will visit his residence for treatment daily; are you not planning to treat him in the Daoist Temple?"

"It’s getting cold, and the Daoist Temple uphill is also cold, and I am feeble, unable to withstand the cold." Qin Liuxi said, "Since he is also staying in the city, it is convenient to treat him there."

Qi Qian then asked, "Then, may I know where Doctor Qin resides? Shall I send someone to fetch you?"

Qin Liuxi stared at him fixedly.

Qi Qian’s face heated up under her gaze: "What?"

"Is the Commandery Prince solely sending for me for Mr. Changkong’s consultation, or does he wish to know where I actually reside?" Qin Liuxi’s face held a hint of teasing.

Qi Qian grew flustered and retorted with his chin up, "Of course, it’s for Changkong. What if Doctor Qin walks away mid-treatment saying you will not treat him?"

"Since I’ve accepted a patient, why would I walk away mid-treatment? That would violate medical ethics. How about this? If I cure him properly, this good friend of yours, the Commandery Prince, owes me a favor."

"Alright." Qi Qian blurted out, then felt a bit annoyed, his mouth opened as if wanting to say more but then stopped.

He didn’t really mean that.

"If there’s nothing else, then I won’t disturb the Commandery Prince’s enjoyment of the scenery."

"That, my grandmother asked me to thank you for the return gift, the wooden hairpin. She really loves it and wears it day and night." Qi Qian said, "I’ve seen it too, and the carving is much more exquisite than my talisman."

What’s with the sour tone?

"You don’t need to thank me, it’s just a gift in return for a gift. It’s great that the Old Princess Consort likes it. Regarding the craftsmanship, objects given to the elderly must be made with care." Qin Liuxi lightly laughed, "I see the Red Bird Star shining on the Commandery Prince’s Yintang, it seems you will soon have a beautiful and skilled lady making fine items for you."

Qi Qian was stunned, the Red Bird Star shining?

He pursed his lips, and by the time he came back to his senses, he saw Qin Liuxi walking out of sight, her back to him waving her hand.

Qi Qian stood there, feeling a little melancholic.

...

When Yu Changkong regained consciousness, he was momentarily bewildered. Where was he?

At his nose, a faint smell of medicine wafted, and chanting sounds came from not far outside the house.

"Sifang?"

Sifang, snuggled under a thin blanket at the foot of the bed, was sleeping soundly. Suddenly awakened by his master’s call, he jumped up and asked with a delighted face, "Mr. Changkong, you’re awake?"

Yu Changkong sat up and said, "I fell asleep? How long have I been asleep?"

He hadn’t felt anything, so it couldn’t have been long.

Sifang glanced at the water clock in the room and said, "Mr. Changkong, you have slept for a whole day and night, and now it’s the early hours of the second day."

Yu Changkong was startled; he had slept so long without even dreaming?

"This Master Buqiu is truly miraculous, actually letting you sleep so long without waking from nightmares. You had a good night’s sleep, Mr. Changkong..."

Yu Changkong regained his senses, listening to the servant’s choked and restrained crying, somewhat amused and confused, "Why are you crying?"

"The servant just feels it’s so rare, so very rare. Mr. Changkong, it’s been so long since you’ve slept so peacefully, without being plagued by nightmares. I am just overwhelmed," Sifang cried and laughed, wiping the corner of his eye, deciding then that from now on, Master Buqiu is his real father!

Yu Changkong stood up, stretched his limbs, and although still surrounded by darkness, for the first time in ten years, he felt lightness and vitality in his body.

The treatment was nothing more than acupuncture, massage, and chanting. Others had tried similar treatments in the past, but none had been so effective.

"Trust me, there was nothing in the dream."

Yu Changkong suddenly remembered these words spoken by the other party when his consciousness was dissolving.

Indeed, there was nothing in the dream; no crimson scenes he used to see when dreaming, no screams, no ghastly images.

Yu Changkong asked, "Where is Master Buqiu?"

"Oh, the master said yesterday that the Daoist Temple is too harsh for long stays. Once you woke up, you could go down the mountain to the residence. She will personally come to treat you until you recover," Sifang said as he stepped forward to straighten his clothing. "Uncle Qian has already gone to the kitchen to prepare a vegetarian meal, and we will go down the mountain after breakfast."

"Mm."

At this moment, Uncle Qian also came back from the Daoist Temple kitchen, with several plates of vegetarian buns and a few bowls of clear porridge. Seeing Yu Changkong awake, he was extremely excited, praising Qin Liuxi to the skies, filled with gratitude in his words.

Even if Qin Liuxi could not cure Mr. Changkong’s eye disease, just being able to help him sleep peacefully was very good.

"Even though Master Buqiu looks so young, her medical skills are so profound, Mr. Changkong, the old servant feels this time it’s truly different from the past doctors and famous physicians," Uncle Qian excitedly said. "Perhaps your eyes really could be healed."

Yu Changkong took a bite of the vegetarian bun and swallowed, saying, "Uncle Qian, I’ve sealed off the news that I sought Master Buqiu to treat my eye condition, let’s not spread the word."

Uncle Qian and Sifang both stiffened.

"Does the master mean not to let others know? What about the clan leader?"

Yu Changkong nodded, "Keep it secret from him too."

"Mr. Changkong..."

"Yu Family is not the same as it used to be," Yu Changkong said coldly. "That’s what my father said when he was alive. It has been held too high by the world, to the extent that some people have lost sight of their place, thinking the Yu Family is a divine being in heaven. Perhaps my father saw the decay inside and wanted to escape; who knows if that’s why he was erased in such a manner. God does not easily let people escape their shackles."

Uncle Qian shivered, saying, "Mr. Changkong, do you suspect the clan..."

"Being blind for ten years has allowed me to ’see’ clearly the people around me," Yu Changkong said with a hint of sarcasm. "I always have to find that person, to inform my parents’ spirits in heaven, and remaining as I am, I can also avoid some trouble."

Uncle Qian nodded in relief, "It’s good that you think like this."

Sifang also wiped the corner of his eyes, his master was finally coming back to life and not as lifeless as before.

Yu Changkong reached for the bowl of porridge, lifted it, and drank it all in one go, his gaze empty. If his eyes could see the light again, then...

He would live anew.