Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
At the same time, Mr He had arrived at the City Master’s residence but was afraid to disturb him, so he waited outside til he awoke.
After another hour, Feng Jiu roused from her sleep as she remembered that she was supposed to go to the He family residence today to assess the young master’s condition. She therefore got up to wash herself and was ready in no time. As she walked out into the courtyard, she called for Duan Ye and instructed the servants to serve breakfast. She ate while she waited for Duan Ye.
Another hour later, after the two of them had eaten, they walked out to the main courtyard and saw Mr He hurry over to greet them.
“Ghost Doctor.”
“I’m so sorry, I woke up late.” She said apologetically.
“No, don’t worry, I am early.” Mr He said hurriedly. He looked at the young man in red and said respectfully: “Ghost Doctor, the horse carriage is ready. Ghost Doctor, you and Master Duan can get on!”
“Mmm.” Feng Jiu nodded and walked outside with him.
The two of them got into a luxurious horse carriage with Mr He steering the horse personally up front. Some people who saw this were surprised and enquired secretly.
After about an hour, they arrived at the He residence. Mrs He had already instructed the servants to wait outside for their arrival. Upon their arrival, they greeted the guests and invited them inside.
“Ghost Doctor, this is my Hong’er’s yard. Because he is unable to get out of bed, he has not come out to greet you. Please do not take offence.” Mr He said.
“Of course not.” Feng Jiu shook her head and stepped inside.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, a strong smell of medicine entered her nostrils and the whole room smelt of death. Without looking at the person, she already knew that he was at death’s door.
“Open the doors and windows for some ventilation.” She motioned.
Upon hearing this, Mrs He immediately instructed the servants to open the door and windows. She walked to the bedside with Feng Jiu and said: “Hong’er, this is the Ghost Doctor, do greet him quickly.”
“Greetings to you Ghost Doctor, please do not take offence that I am unable to get out of bed.”
Feng Jiu’s eyes fell on the young man laid on the bed. He was about twenty five years old, his face was thin and pale, and breathless when he spoke. In contrast to his pale complexion, his lips were fiery red.
Upon seeing this, her head tilted as she said: “Let’s take a look at your legs!”
Mr He came forwards and pulled down the quilt that was covering his son. He was only wearing a pair of short pants as underwear. Both of his legs were black and red, and so swollen that anyone would be taken by surprise when they saw them.
When she saw this, Feng Jiu frowned slightly. She stepped forward and reached her hand out to take the temperature of his leg. Sure enough, it was hot to touch. She continued to frown as she looked at his legs, deep in thought. Finally, she said: “Lift his shirt up.”
“Okay.” Mr He hurriedly lifted up the shirt off his son’s body and looked at Feng Jiu, not daring to disturb him. Although he was anxious, he just stared silently.
Feng Jiu looked at his abdomen and then pressed down on it. When she saw the pain in the young man’s face, she retracted her hand and said: “The poison has started to spread upwards. At this point in time, the poison would have already spread to his internal organs. If he is unable to be treated within three days, he will die.”
When Mrs He heard this, her legs weakened and she cried out: “I beg you Ghost Doctor, please save my son. Please, I only have one son….”
“Don’t worry. As long as I am here, nothing will happen.” She comforted her and then turned to Mr He and said: “Mr He, come out with me! I need some medicine, Mr He you need to help me obtain them as soon as possible.”
