Chapter 8: 8. Chapter 8: Betrayed

Chapter 8: Betrayed

This bean sprout actually dared to speak to the Master like that!

Wen Nuan was also angry; she didn't have a good temper to begin with: "If you won't cooperate with the treatment, then forget it. Relying solely on pulse-taking, this lady absolutely cannot heal his hand! I have things to do, goodbye!"

A flash of impatience crossed Wen Nuan's bright, large eyes.

She hated patients who didn't cooperate during a consultation the most!

If they don't cooperate, how is a doctor supposed to treat them?

Besides, she had suddenly disappeared, and Wen Ran must be worried about her, so she had to return as soon as possible.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be allowed to go up the mountain next time.

Steward Yuan was so angry his mustache twitched: "How dare you!"

What immense audacity!

Does this ungrateful little girl know that being able to treat the Master's hand is a supreme honor?

She actually dared to put on airs, give the Master attitude, and refer to herself as "this lady" in front of him.

It was simply insubordination; she deserved to die!

Wait for the Master to get angry and have her sliced to death!

Wen Nuan stood up and started walking out: Let's see if he dares!

"Steward Yuan, you are too rude!" Nalan Jinnian looked at him with a warning in his eyes.

Steward Yuan felt a jolt in his heart and dared not act out again.

"Young lady, please stay. The servant was rude just now; I hope you will not take offense."

Nalan Jinnian had figured it out: this little girl, despite her small size, had a bigger temper than he did, and she lacked patience.

But there was no need for him to bicker with a child.

Only then did Wen Nuan turn her body back: "Put your hand up."

"My hand cannot move." He specifically emphasized the words "cannot move."

The implication was: I have no objection to you taking my pulse, but you'll have to figure out how to do it yourself.

Wen Nuan roughly understood this man's awkwardness. She walked to his right side, squatted down, and took his pulse.

Then, she rolled up his sleeve and, with a stern little face, proceeded to "handle" his right hand.

Nalan Jinnian’s mouth twitched, his body stiffened slightly, but he endured it—it wasn't like he had any sensation anyway.

Still, it was unbearable to watch, so he silently turned his head away.

Steward Yuan’s brow twitched violently; he wanted to speak several times, but upon meeting the Master's gaze, he shut his mouth tight!

He deeply suspected that this bean sprout was doing it on purpose!

She actually dared to "handle" the Master!

Even all the imperial physicians and the young divine doctor Feng had never examined him like this!

Wen Nuan thought of a treatment plan after about a quarter of an hour. She withdrew her hand and stood up straight.

"Well? Can you heal my Master's hand?" Steward Yuan was convinced she was just putting on a show.

"Do you have paper and a brush?" Wen Nuan wanted to write down the detox prescription, but she immediately remembered that while the original owner could read, she hadn't practiced calligraphy and her handwriting was poor. To avoid being exposed later, she changed her mind: "Never mind, my handwriting is bad. I'll speak, and you write it down!"

Nalan Jinnian glanced at Steward Yuan.

Steward Yuan immediately took out a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone from a hidden compartment under the table.

He wanted to see what kind of nonsense she could come up with!

Thus, Wen Nuan dictated a detox prescription and another for cellular recovery, then added: "Besides taking medicine, it needs to be combined with acupuncture. For acupuncture, you need to prepare a set of silver needles—though gold needles, if you have plenty of silver, would also work."

Wen Nuan listed the requirements for the needles.

Steward Yuan noted them all down.

He was exceptionally shocked; these prescriptions sounded like real prescriptions, and every ingredient mentioned was indeed a medicinal herb!

"The medicine can be taken starting today. My name is Wen Nuan, and I live in the bamboo house at the end of Wen Village at the foot of the mountain. Once you have the silver needles ready, send someone to find me for the acupuncture! I was suddenly brought here by your wolf, and my sister is still waiting for me on the mountain. I must go, or she will worry."

Nalan Jinnian stood up. He glanced at the big gray wolf squatting to the side: "I have troubled you, young lady! Dahui was ignorant; I truly apologize. Dahui, take Miss Wen back."

The big gray wolf immediately came to Wen Nuan's side and wagged its tail, signaling her to sit on its back so it could take her home.

"Goodbye." Wen Nuan walked over and picked up the pheasant and wild rabbit on the ground; this was tonight's dinner, she couldn't leave it behind.

Only then did she sit on the wolf's back, and the big gray wolf ran off like a gust of wind.

Nalan Jinnian watched the direction in which Wen Nuan left, lost in thought.

"Master, shall I take this prescription to show Young Master Feng? And have someone forge a set of gold needles?" Steward Yuan felt a bit of belief and anticipation now, but he couldn't be careless.

There were a few precious herbs in the prescription, but the Master was never short of precious things.

"Go. Prepare some consultation fees." Nalan Jinnian withdrew his gaze. He thought of how the little girl's clothes were a bit too short, and added: "Have someone make a few sets of clothes according to her size, and prepare some fabric for women as well."

"Yes!" Steward Yuan bowed and retreated.

If that bean sprout really healed the Master's hand, let alone a few sets of clothes, ten thousand taels of gold would be a fitting reward!

Steward Yuan left in a hurry with the prescription.

Nalan Jinnian looked up and whistled at the eagle circling in the sky.

The eagle immediately flew down and landed on the round table; it hadn't flown so freely in a long time.

"Xiao Hei, how did she heal your wing?" He always felt that the method she used to heal Xiao Hei's wing was different from how she treated his hand.

Xiao Hei had been gone for less than half an hour—not even enough time to decoct medicine.

On the round, white-jade-inlaid rosewood table lay a thick book with no title on the cover.

Nalan Jinnian extended his left hand and flipped open the cover.

Xiao Hei used its eagle claw to point at the character "She" on the first page, then retracted its claw.

Nalan Jinnian continued to flip the pages, pausing after each one.

Whenever Xiao Hei saw a certain character, it would point at it with its claw.

In the end, Nalan Jinnian pieced together a sentence: She used the purple energy released from her right hand to heal my wing.

Nalan Jinnian was stunned: "Purple energy?"

Xiao Hei nodded, then continued to point at the book with its claw.

Finished, Nalan Jinnian’s sexy, slender, and well-defined fingers tapped lightly on the white jade tabletop.

Her right hand could produce purple energy? And that purple energy could detoxify?

What was going on?

Regardless of what was going on, he could understand why she didn't use the purple energy to heal his hand.

Possessing a treasure is a crime; human hearts are sinister.

She probably didn't know an eagle could read, and he hadn't expected this answer either.

Nalan Jinnian’s hand, which had been tapping the table, gently stroked the eagle's head, his tone gentle: "Xiao Hei, you cannot tell anyone about this, not even Feng Nianchen, or I will chop off your wings for soup!"

His tone was gentle, his movements tender.

But Xiao Hei’s feathers stood on end, its entire body shivering, its eyes full of fear.

It nodded like a garlic bulb.

This villain always bullied it, a mere eagle.

These days, being an eagle is too hard!

Nalan Jinnian was satisfied and withdrew his hand: "That little girl saved you; is giving her only one pheasant a bit insincere?"

Xiao Hei looked at him, its hooked eagle eyes filled with confusion.

Thinking of her thin, frail frame and malnourished appearance, like a withered little bean sprout, he continued: "You should send a few pieces of prey over every day."

Xiao Hei understood. That big sister was so kind; she truly deserved to be repaid well.

It flapped its wings and flew out, soaring into the sky, circling under the blue sky before diving down.

However, perhaps because it had been flying happily all day, it had scared all the wild chickens into hiding, and Xiao Hei couldn't find any after searching for a long time.

Nalan Jinnian walked to the edge of the pavilion, hands behind his back, staring at a pond of withered lotus leaves, motionless.

After a long while, he spoke: "Lin Xing."

A black figure leaped down from a large tree and knelt behind him: "Master, please command."

"Investigate her." He felt like she was a different person compared to when he saved her from drowning last time, and for a little farm girl, she knew a bit too much.

"Yes."

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