Chapter 7: 第六章 得以印证

“No, this Grandmother Ruyi and the Imperial Seal might have some kind of interaction; holding it might give you an extra hand. As for keepsakes, when you see my mother, tell her about my situation and ask her to prepare some more,” Chen Ziwei said. Reaching an emotional point, tears inevitably welled in her eyes. To say she didn't miss home would be impossible, but she simply couldn't go back. What else could she do?

“Madam...” On her cold face, a single crystal tear hung, appearing at some unknown moment. She knew the pain of losing loved ones better than anyone.

She once thought that watching her family members die one by one before her eyes was the most sorrowful thing in the world, but comparing herself to Chen Ziwei, she realized what true misfortune was. At least she still had hatred after all these years, and a place to offer sacrifices, whereas Chen Ziwei didn't even have a single object to remember them by—not even this body belonged to her original self. More than life and death, what they could not fight against was this thousand-year gap in time and space.

“Go. The road ahead is long, and anything can happen. Although my hometown is a society ruled by law, you cannot avoid being schemed against or encountering other unpredictable events. No matter what, coming back alive is the most important thing. Money can make even ghosts push a millstone; the things I prepared for you are all very practical, so don't be stingy with them.”

Chen Yuyue wiped her tears and replied, “Yes, Madam.”

“Additionally, the stone gambling and carving techniques I have taught you over the years are excellent ways to make a living wherever you are. If necessary, you can use them to earn some pocket money. In short, take care of yourself.” Chen Ziwei closed her eyes and waved her hand, letting her depart with the Second Prince, Zhu Shuang.

Just as Chen Yuyue was sinking deep into thought, Yu Luoxuan, who was outside the room, quietly opened his deep, eagle-like eyes. Narrowing them slightly, he elegantly lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and waited a long time before exhaling a loose ring of smoke. He pulled a phone out of his expensive small suit.

“Hey, Uncle, are you asleep?” Yu Luoxuan walked leisurely to the balcony, took a heavy drag of his cigarette, and looked up at the distant night sky, asking in a lowered voice.

A moment later, Yu Luoxuan revealed a rare, lewd smile and said into the phone, “Yeah, it's me. Uncle, it's the middle of the night, I hope I'm not interrupting your business with Auntie? Hehe...”

Without knowing what the other party said, Yu Luoxuan scratched his head somewhat speechlessly. The corners of his mouth curled into a perfect arc as he said, “Alright, alright, stop lecturing me. You're just as naggy as my mother. Give the phone to my Aunt; I have a question regarding ethnic minorities that I need to consult her about.”

As soon as he heard the female voice on the other end, Yu Luoxuan asked impatiently, “Hello, Auntie, is there a type of poison in your tribe that is made into pills, which causes numbness and pain in the legs and requires an antidote to recover?”

After a long while, only after the voice on the other end finished speaking did he open his mouth: “You mean the medicines in the tribe are all kinds of strange, and one must ask the shaman who personally prepares the medicine—what we call a doctor—to know? And only the medicine given by that shaman can neutralize that poison?”

Yu Luoxuan stepped heavily on the cigarette butt, crushing it into the floor without a hint of regret for the luxurious tiles. He spoke into the phone in a cold voice, “Oh, it's nothing. Just a friend who is a journalist; they're doing a special feature on ethnic minority medicine and wanted me to ask around for you. Alright, it's fine, I won't disturb your rest. Bye!”

“*** shit...” Pressing the end call button, Yu Luoxuan violently threw the rose-gold phone onto the ground. It seemed that the "Auntie" on the other end, who confirmed Chen Yuyue's words, was indeed real.

Facing the gentle night breeze, he leaned against the European-style soft chaise lounge on the balcony, lit another cigarette, and squinted his eyes as he elegantly exhaled rings of smoke.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Yu Luoxuan was about to straighten his contorted legs, he unexpectedly felt a wave of numbness clearly transmit through him once again. Then, at regular intervals, a wave of numbing pain would follow; he didn't even need to move or massage it.

At this moment, Yu Luoxuan's mood plummeted to rock bottom. He felt deeply that tonight, at this very moment, he was as wretched as the crushed cigarette butt beneath his feet.

Gritting his teeth, he picked up the slightly cracked phone from the floor and dialed a number via a shortcut. A few seconds later, he spoke: “Zelin, I have something to do tomorrow and won't be coming to the company. Regarding the Shangwo Antique City bid, do as I said before; make sure you secure it. Okay, I'll contact you later.”

No, while he could still move, he had to get to a certain place as quickly as possible. With that thought, he braced himself against the sofa to stand up, picked up his suit from the floor, and, enduring the discomfort in his legs, opened the door and walked out somewhat unsteadily.

“I've checked everything; there is nothing unusual about your legs. As for the situation you described, in all my years of medical practice, I have never heard of such a drug existing. Otherwise, just wait, and I'll go ask my father later.” Facing away from Yu Luoxuan was a young man in a white lab coat, holding an X-ray film up to the light and observing it seriously. His voice was gentle and balanced, making one instinctively trust him.

“Mm, okay, then I'll trouble you, Enfan.” Just as Yu Luoxuan was about to get up from the hospital bed, the moment his feet touched the ground, a piercing pain spread through his entire body. However, his handsome face did not show much expression, and his low voice remained calm and waveless.

“What are you saying? We're brothers.” Wu Enfan turned around with a bright smile, showing perfect teeth. He was the complete opposite of Yu Luoxuan's powerful, suppressing aura; his presence always seemed to make people feel a warmth like sunlight spreading across the earth. He then asked with concern, “But who exactly was the person who gave you this medicine? Do you want me to help?”

“Tch... just a woman. Don't worry, I can handle it.” Yu Luoxuan's lips curled into a mocking sneer. His eyes, already bloodshot from a night without sleep, revealed an even more bloodthirsty impulse.

Even Wu Enfan, who had grown up with him since childhood, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, silently offering a moment of silence for that woman. At the same time, his curiosity grew even stronger—what kind of woman could be so audacious as to dare touch this tiger and lion?

“Alright then, I have a surgery to perform. I'll ask my old man for you when I get home tonight, so I won't see you out. Call me if you need anything.” Wu Enfan was born into a medical family and had been gifted since childhood. Combined with his family's upbringing and his own hard work and research, he had already taken over his father's position at a young age, sitting in the seat of the Director of Hengshan First Hospital.

With a superior family background, a bright future, and a handsome, charming appearance, such a man was an attractive, glowing entity wherever he went, naturally attracting the attention and pursuit of many "bees and butterflies." However, unlike Yu Luoxuan, he did not indulge in the flower gardens or leave affection everywhere. He was solely dedicated to medical research and naturally cared very little about matters of the heart; thus, he had yet to encounter a woman who could make his heart flutter.