The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter
Chapter 641 Applying Medicine (1)_1

Chapter 641: Chapter 641 Applying Medicine (1)_1

Gao Yong had been opposed to Xiao Muli wandering around before his wound had fully healed, but given the circumstances at the time, even though he disagreed, he couldn’t voice his objections or use force to take Xiao Muli back to the hospital room.

Gao Yong inquired verbally, but his steps already moved toward Xiao Muli’s hospital room.

"I’ve checked his wound, and it’s fine. It hasn’t reopened. The recovery is quite good," said Situ Xin, after checking Xiao Muli’s wound.

Xiao Muli’s wound, which had been seeping blood, had mostly healed under the influence of Situ Xin’s medicinal powder. Now, not even a hint of the wound was visible; just minutes ago, the wound was still bleeding. Fortunately, the medicinal powder Situ Xin applied, made from Spirit Grass, permeated into the wound at a speed invisible to the naked eye, leaving no mark.

At first, Xiao Muli didn’t understand why Situ Xin said his wound hadn’t reopened and was healing well. Though he didn’t understand why Situ Xin would say that, he chose not to expose her, thinking that there must be a reason for her words.

"Yeah, Muli’s wound is healing nicely. That’s the benefit of youth; his recovery rate is impressive. Despite today’s ordeal, the wound didn’t split at all," said Gao Yong, looking down at the wound. With a smile, he added, "He needs just another day or two of rest, and I reckon he can be discharged."

Upon hearing Gao Yong’s comment, it dawned on Xiao Muli why Situ Xin had lied earlier. In fact, it wasn’t a lie; under the effect of Situ Xin’s medicinal powder, his wound had really almost completely healed.

After discussing Xiao Muli’s injury, Gao Yong turned to address Situ Xin’s illness. "Master Xiao Xin—"

As soon as Situ Xin heard the beginning of that form of address, she cut him off, "Hey, can you not use that title? Just call me Xiao Xin." Previously, when Gao Yong called her ’Master,’ she found it uncomfortable, and though she protested several times to no avail, she let it slide, reasoning that aside from making her sound older, it wasn’t a big deal. But now, she could not accept being called "Master Xiao Xin."

"Hey, I’m warning you, if you call me ’Master Xiao Xin’ again, I’ll take back all those medical texts. Don’t come asking me for medical advice in the future," Situ Xin paused before continuing, "Just call me Xiao Xin, not Master." She was determined to correct Gao Yong’s way of addressing her.

Gao Yong was about to make a philosophical point, but silenced himself when faced with Situ Xin’s threat. Resigned, he said, "Alright. Xiao Xin."

Xiao Muli couldn’t help but shake his head, thinking to himself that only his Baby had the ability to leave the esteemed director of a military hospital utterly helpless and obliged to listen to her.

"Xiao Xin, how are you feeling now? Do you still have a fever? Shall I get a thermometer to check your temperature?" Gao Yong pressed on, knowing he would ultimately have to concede on the issue of the title.

"No need, I know my temperature is normal now," said Situ Xin, having overcome her Heart Demon and no longer experiencing such high fevers.

"Then, Xiao Xin, do you know what caused your persistent high fever this time?" Gao Yong looked at Situ Xin, adding quickly for fear she wouldn’t respond, "You know how dangerous it was. Your fever was constantly above 40 degrees, and despite our best efforts, we couldn’t bring it down. Yet when we were all out of options and nearly ready to give up, you suddenly recovered. Therefore, I want to ask if you know the cause of your persistent fever. If we know the cause, the next time we encounter a similar situation, we’ll be better prepared to deal with it." Had it been anyone else, Gao Yong would not have gone out of his way to ask these questions.

Because if the doctors didn’t know the cause, how could he ask the patient?

But Situ Xin was not just anyone; in Gao Yong’s eyes, she was a practitioner of medicine whose skills surpassed even his grandfather’s. Where they failed to find causes, it was possible that Situ Xin knew.

And indeed, Situ Xin was aware, but she couldn’t reveal what she knew.

As Gao Yong posed this question, Xiao Muli stared unblinkingly at Situ Xin, awaiting her answer. He was still afraid, recalling how she laid feverish and immobile on the hospital bed. Fearing losing her, he too eagerly awaited Situ Xin’s response.

"Uh, I can’t answer that question. All I can tell you is that no one else will experience the same situation as I did," Situ Xin left unsaid: Even if someone did experience the same situation as me, you doctors couldn’t save them; it would depend solely on their own willpower.

"What about you? Could you have a fever like the one you had a few days ago?" Xiao Muli didn’t care if others might suffer the same fate; he had always only cared for a few people, and Situ Xin was undoubtedly one of them.

"Uh?" Situ Xin hesitated upon hearing Xiao Muli’s question, unsure how to respond. She didn’t know if she would face her Heart Demon again or fall into deviation.

"Answer me," Xiao Muli urged, growing anxious as Situ Xin hesitated.

"It shouldn’t happen again," Situ Xin couldn’t provide a definite answer since the path of cultivation never offered guarantees. After responding, she heaved a sigh at the sight of Xiao Muli’s darkened expression and reassured him, "I’ll explain everything to you in detail." At that moment, Situ Xin was toying with an idea that had just emerged, one she hadn’t thoroughly considered yet.