Rebirth is not a dream.

Su Yue stepped lightly into the abbot's courtyard and walked straight into the guest room. As soon as she entered the room, her eyes fell on the man. Compared with a few days ago, his complexion was obviously much better, but he still looked a little weak. At this moment, an experienced old doctor was concentrating on treating his wounds.

Su Yue stood quietly by the side, staring at the wound she had stitched with her own hands. The long stitches were like a giant centipede, lying crookedly on the man's waist, which was really ugly. However, she was relieved that the wound was healing quite well. It had been six or seven days, so the stitches should be removed.

Just as Su Yue was thinking, the old doctor noticed her arrival, raised his head and asked, "Madam, what should I do with the suture thread?" His tone was inquiring and respectful, as if he knew that Su Yue knew something about the matter.

Su Yue walked over quickly and rummaged through the old doctor's tool box. Finally, she found a pair of tweezers and a pair of scissors. She carefully picked up the tools and tried to remove the stitches.

However, when she started to operate, she found that things were not as simple as she imagined. Because the thread was tightly integrated with the muscles, as if it had become a part of the body, it became extremely difficult to remove the stitches. Su Yue couldn't help but think to herself: "This must be because the tools used were not suitable. If catgut was used at the beginning, there would be no need to go through so much trouble, and even the stitches could be omitted. Even if ordinary sutures were used, it would be better than this silk thread!"

Thinking of this, Su Yue shook her head helplessly. She asked someone to help her find some sesame oil and apply it around the thread ends. Then, she waited patiently for a moment, hoping that the sesame oil would act as a lubricant and help remove the stitches smoothly.

Time passed by, and Su Yue tried to remove the stitches again. Although the thread felt a little loose this time, it was still difficult to remove. It seemed that it would take a while longer to allow the sesame oil to fully penetrate.

In this way, Su Yue and the old doctor worked together and worked hard for a while, and finally successfully removed the difficult wires. Fortunately, no secondary damage was caused to the patient, which made them all relieved.

However, this battle of removing stitches made Su Yue exhausted. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her hands were shaking slightly due to long-term exertion.

"Thank you for saving my life," the man said weakly.

"You're welcome. It's only natural for me to charge you two hundred taels for the consultation fee. After all, you've already written me an IOU. It's just that I came here in a hurry today and forgot to bring it with me. I wonder if you have two hundred taels of silver now?" Su Yue looked at the man in front of her expressionlessly and asked calmly.

The man obviously didn't expect Su Yue to ask for the consultation fee so directly, and he was slightly startled, but this surprise only lasted for a moment before he recovered. He shook his head gently and said slowly: "I don't have so much silver on me at the moment..."

Su Yue seemed to have guessed that the other party would answer like this. She frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, she continued, "It's okay. Where is your jade pendant pawned with me?"

Hearing this, the man's heart was shocked and his face turned ugly. However, he still nodded calmly and said, "Okay..."

Su Yue stared at the man's face that looked very similar to Lu Ming, and said softly, "My dear, have you ever heard of 'One Hundred and Eighty-One Cups of Imperial Jade Wine'?"

The man looked at Su Yue suspiciously and replied, "The wine in the palace is never sold to the public." Hearing this, Su Yue showed a disappointed smile on her face. She understood that this man was not Lu Ming, nor was he from the same place. He could not understand the meaning of what she said.

In fact, Su Yue did not have high expectations of meeting someone from the same hometown. However, when the fact was confirmed, she felt an endless sense of loss deep in her heart. This feeling made her almost forget what the man had just mentioned about the palace - it was obvious that this man knew a lot about the palace.

Su Yue was extremely upset at the moment, and had no intention of paying attention to this strange man who looked very difficult. Since the matter had nothing to do with her, she turned around and prepared to leave.

However, the man seemed to have something else to say. He immediately asked, "Madam, may I ask where your house is? When I have money in the future, I will come to return it to you!"

Facing the man's questioning, Su Yue was somewhat helpless, but still answered casually: "The third young lady of the An Ning Marquis's Mansion." After that, she left quickly without looking back, leaving the man leaning on the bed, looking at her receding back thoughtfully.

Su Yue walked out of the courtyard, feeling more and more depressed. She originally thought that this incident would bring some surprises, but she didn't expect it to be just a false joy.

"Miss, are we going back now?" Taozi asked in a low voice.

"Well, let's go." Su Yue waved weakly.

The master and servant walked away, while the man in the room lay quietly on the bed. He thought, it turned out that she was the third young lady of the An Ning Marquis's Mansion. Judging from her dress, she must be rich or noble. Was his injury caused by his brothers, or some other group? However, this third young lady from the An Ning Marquis's Mansion was so interesting! She actually asked for two hundred taels of silver right at the beginning (one tael of silver in this era was about the purchasing power of 2000 yuan now, so two hundred taels was about the same). Was it because she knew his true identity that she deliberately asked for a high price? Or did she really think that two hundred taels was not a big deal? This made people very curious and confused.

After all, most people would not make such a request so easily. Two hundred taels is not a lot, but it is not a little that most people can afford. Only those with a special background or confidence would dare to do so... Thinking of this, he became more and more interested and curious about this mysterious woman.

The person Su Yue rescued on the mountain that day was none other than the fourth prince Yuan Kun! This man was not only of prominent status, but also seriously injured. He chose to stay in Baiyun Temple to recuperate and wait for his subordinate Zhong Jian to come and pick him up, and then return to the capital together.

However, at this moment, Yuan Kun's heart was full of worries: If the news of the attack were to reach his father's ears, he didn't know what kind of uproar it would cause; and his injuries were so serious, how could he explain to his father?

Unfortunately, Su Yue was completely unaware of all this. To her, this strange man was just a passing stranger in her life. She never asked about his background and only regarded this rescue as a simple transaction - after the payment, there would be no further contact.

If Su Yue had not accidentally discovered that this person looked very similar to Lu Ming, perhaps she would not have easily helped him, let alone revealed that she was good at treating injuries. The wheel of fate always seems to turn inadvertently...