Yi Xin as a concubine

That night, there was no wind and no moon. Chu Xingchen brought Lancao and Doctor Du to the hidden back door of Mo Xuan's mansion. People sent by Mo Xuan Yifan secretly brought them into the Yuweng Courtyard where the great scholar Mo Yuanruo lived.

Chu Xingchen greeted Gray Old Man who opened the door, and hurried to the bedside. Seeing the skinny, sallow-faced old man lying on the bed, he felt very uncomfortable.

The old man lay there lifeless, with only a slight bulge under the quilt, and his wise eyes tightly closed. He was usually a light sleeper, but now with so many people standing at the head of his bed, he remained motionless.

He closed his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes, moved aside to make room beside the bed, and motioned for Doctor Du to come forward, "Mr. Du, please come and see how my grandfather is doing?"

Doctor Du carried the medicine box and walked slowly to the bedside. The man in gray considerately brought a small stool for him to sit on.

The pulse-taking process was rather long, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat stagnant. People in the room did not dare to breathe, for fear that a heavy breath would disturb Doctor Du's pulse-taking.

Just when Lancao felt that she was about to suffocate, Doctor Du finally stopped taking her pulse and stroked his beard as if thinking.

Finally, Gray couldn't help but cautiously ask, "Doctor Du, how is my husband?"

Doctor Du said calmly, "He won't die. It will take some effort to save him. But my good disciple has brought me a lot of good things from Nanzhao recently. I am thinking about which method to use to save him. How about trying all of them? I haven't encountered such an interesting disease for a long time."

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could even let it out, they breathed it back again and almost choked.

"Hehe, my old man is not young anymore, you have to take it easy, it's better to cure him quickly, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to take charge of." Mo Xuan Yifan said fearfully, looking at his cousin with help-seeking eyes, with infinite expectations in his eyes, he was really afraid that this naughty doctor would use his old man for experiments.

Chu Xingchen calmed himself down and said to Doctor Du seriously, "Old Du, don't joke around. Just tell Old Hui how to treat me or what's needed. Time is running out, so please treat my grandfather as soon as possible."

"It's so boring to be alone. I see you are so nervous, so I'm going to make a joke to liven up the atmosphere. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will suffocate yourselves to death, and then I may not know who to save first." Doctor Du said in a flat tone.

Lancao didn't know what other people were thinking, but she really wanted to roll her eyes at that old man. It was bad enough that he usually exploited her to make delicious food for him, but he even dared to curse her. She was still so young and had to wait for the girl to come back and serve her for many more years.

The others were not as active in thinking as her. They probably just sneered in their hearts for a moment and then continued to urge Doctor Du to treat her quickly with their eyes.

"Prepare some water. I need to wash my hands first." Doctor Du ordered.

The man in gray flew out the moment he gave the order, and then flew back with a "whoosh", holding a basin of water steadily in his hand. The water in the basin was shaking slightly, proving that it was indeed not here from the beginning.

Because Chu Xingchen and others arrived secretly, Huiyi had already sent away all the irrelevant people in the yard and ordered a few old friends to watch over every corner of the yard, so the yard was quiet at this moment. If there was anything, he would have to do it himself.

Doctor Du felt that before he could close his mouth, the other party came back. A gust of evil wind suddenly rushed into his mouth, making him cough uncontrollably.

He washed his hands in a bad mood, and because he didn't want to talk in the atmosphere, he washed a lot faster.

"I will first use acupuncture to wake him up, and then proceed with the treatment."

As he spoke, his hands did not stop, and the shiny silver needles quickly penetrated into the skin of the great scholar Mo Xuan one by one. It was dazzling to see, but no sound was made.

"That's enough. When will the gentleman wake up?" The man in gray asked hurriedly when he saw him stop.

Doctor Du was stimulated by the speed at which the man in gray got the water. He was too competitive and wanted to show off, but he went too far. If he wanted to perform the acupuncture quickly, he had to concentrate highly. The consequence of high concentration was - a headache.

Being questioned by the man in gray, he just felt his head hurt even more. The old man became awkward and turned his head handsomely and glared at the man in gray fiercely, making the man in gray look uneasy, not knowing how he had offended this strange-tempered genius doctor.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to ask questions, for fear of making the old man even angrier, so they simply gave up.

Chu Xingchen's eyes moved around and finally fell on Lancao, who was hiding behind someone and peeking out. The little girl felt his gaze and looked towards him with a questioning look in her eyes. Chu Xingchen looked at her, turned his head slightly to Doctor Du, and blinked.

Lancao suddenly became alert. She took small steps towards the awkward old man and poked Doctor Du's shoulder with her index finger.

"Hey, old man, how about having your favorite chicken porridge tomorrow morning?"

When Doctor Du heard about delicious food, his eyes began to light up. The sound of the orchid seemed to carry the temptation of delicious food, and he immediately lost his temper.

Just when everyone in the room didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the old man lying on the bed suddenly started coughing violently.

“Cough cough cough… cough cough… cough cough…”

"Sir, sir, are you okay?" The man in gray quickly leaned over and asked.

"Mr. Du, please come and take a look at my old man." Mo Xuan Yifan was also panicked, pulling Doctor Du's sleeve and urging him.

"Oh! Okay, it's okay, everyone get out of the way and let me take a look." Although Doctor Du has a weird temper, he will not be vague about accepting his fate and making things easier for others.

After feeling the pulse of Master Mo Xuan, he withdrew his hand after a while. "It's okay. It's because you just woke up. Wait for me to remove the needle and prescribe some medicine for you to drink. You will be well soon."

"What about my grandfather's poison?" Chu Xingchen asked hesitantly.

"He is too weak now, and the toxins have been accumulating for too long. It is safest to first condition his body to the best condition and then remove the toxins." Doctor Du said slowly, stroking his beard.

"Okay, then please prescribe the medicine quickly!" Chu Xingchen said.

"Yes, yes, yes. No matter what kind of medicine you want to use, no matter what precious medicinal material it is, I can find it for you." Mo Xuan Yifan nodded quickly and promised.

The man in gray had already brought the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone to Doctor Du. Doctor Du felt that his temper, which had been soothed by the delicious food, was beginning to flare up again.

"This old guy is so annoying."

Doctor Du wrote down the prescription with a sullen face. He wrote two pages in a row before stopping. He handed the first page to the man in gray and said in a nasty voice, "Stop the cough first, then drink this one in an hour. After three days, adjust the dosage based on your recovery."

Gray Lao hurriedly nodded and took it, then ran to get the medicine and boil it. He didn't care about the other party's attitude. In his opinion, as long as he could cure the old master, he would be willing to work like a cow or a horse, so it didn't matter if his attitude was a little bad.

"I'm so tired, where can I sleep?" After finishing treating the patient, Doctor Du wanted to give up again.

"Everything has been arranged. I'll take you there." Mo Yuan Yifan personally took Doctor Du and Lan Cao downstairs to settle them.

The only people left in the room were Chu Xingchen and the great scholar Mo Xuan, who was lying on the bed gasping for breath.

Chu Xingchen walked over, half-knelt in front of the bed, and said with worry and self-blame: "Grandfather, I'm sorry, I'm late."

The old man couldn't speak. He would cough violently when he opened his mouth. He shook his head with difficulty. Although he was very weak, there was still a kind smile on his old face.

"Grandfather, I brought a miracle doctor here. He will definitely be able to cure you. You must get better as soon as possible."

At this time, Chu Xingchen was no longer the decisive and uncompromising leader in front of outsiders; nor was he the handsome, gentle and considerate young man in front of Xin Baoer; he was just a child who was afraid of his loved ones leaving and was full of panic.

The great scholar Mo Xuan looked at the tearful child in front of him, and his eyes unconsciously showed some heartache and guilt. If it weren't for him, the child wouldn't have lived such a lonely and tiring life.

He raised his arm with difficulty. Chu Xingchen seemed to sense what he was going to do. He took the initiative to grab the old man's dry hand and carefully placed it on his head. He looked at the old man with admiration in his eyes, and the old man smiled with relief.