A piece of Japanese incense

Yuyi frowned, his expression was extremely serious and dignified, his hands clenched into fists, staring at Aban, like a fearless warrior, facing all difficulties and challenges calmly.

Wang Qin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wang really underestimated Miss Zhi. I have also sought out many famous doctors for Ah Ban, but they all looked reluctant and shook their heads. I never thought that Miss Zhi's maid would be so courageous."

"My family runs a clinic. We have seen all kinds of patients. Don't look down on me." Yu Tuan responded arrogantly.

"Admittedly, I am ignorant. I would like to ask Miss Zhi, is Ah-pan's illness easy to diagnose and treat?"

I was a little unsure, and said solemnly, "The first thing is to move Apan to the surface. If he stays underground for a long time, there will be a risk of infection."

"However, many doctors say that wounds heal faster and easier in a warm, moist environment."

"Then his situation is different. A healing wound also needs clean air to avoid the spread of bacteria and viruses."

Wang Qin looked at me blankly, showing confusion.

"Well, just listen to me and move Aban to the ground and find a clean and tidy house for him. Otherwise, why would my grandfather have to go underground to treat him? Besides, you don't want more people to know about the secret room, do you?"

"Oh, I see. Hey? Wasn't it Miss Zhi who treated him? How did he become your grandfather?"

I scratched my head and smiled sheepishly: "Every profession has its own specialties. My grandfather's research on broken bones is more thorough than mine."

"I hope Miss Zhi can keep the secret for my son and not tell anyone about A-Ban. Even if Miss Zhi cannot cure A-Ban, it will not affect the overall situation."

"Don't worry, my grandfather and I will keep it a secret and not mention this matter."

"Miss Wakaeda cannot cure Aban, so there is no need for treatment. Just please do not reveal Aban's whereabouts."

(It's really mysterious.)

"Well, okay. I will first give Apan a simple treatment, and when my grandfather comes, I will ask him how to heal Apan's back injury."

"There is one thing I forgot to tell Miss Zhi. His Majesty has been feeling unwell recently. Imperial Physician Yun entered the palace to accompany him yesterday. I believe that other imperial physicians will be sent here in the near future."

"Is there such a thing?!"

After stripping off the gauze and re-bandaging Aban's body, it was already dawn when we returned to Bishui Pavilion.

"girl……"

"Hey!" I blocked Yu Tuan's mouth with my hand, "Don't say anything, let me sleep for a while..."

When I woke up, the sun was already at noon.

"Girl, do you really want to treat that Aban?"

"Besides that, what else can we do?"

Yutuan looked around, leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Whose wound hasn't healed in more than ten years? The whole back! Maybe their ancestors did something bad, and this is retribution."

"No matter what he's been through, how are you going to deal with our situation? Are you going to fight him to the death?"

Yu Tuan frowned slightly and said quietly, "Who on earth is that A-pan?"

"I don't know. It has nothing to do with us. I don't know when the new imperial physician will come. Oh!"

"Don't be discouraged, girl. Silver needles are always ready for you. However, if we want to treat A-ban, do we need medicinal herbs? Well... get them from our own home?" Yu Yi said slowly.

"I still need to check in detail what kind of disease Aban has. Let's go see Xiaohan this afternoon."

Yuyi immediately perked up, holding my hand and saying, "I thought the young lady listened to the master and really ignored Xiaohan!"

"As for me, I mainly play a rebellious role!~"

After dinner, we decided to visit Aban first and find out where Fang Juexia’s courtyard was.

Unexpectedly, I met Aban in the secret passage.

"Aban? Are you awake?"

He said nothing, just nodded slightly.

"I misunderstood you before, and I apologize."

"Father, tell me, thank you for curing me."

"Hey! Are you a stutterer? Why are you speaking incoherently, two words at a time!" Yutuan joked mischievously.

Aban lowered his head and said nothing, his expression gloomy.

"You haven't spoken a word before, have you? Have you been staying underground? Have you ever seen anyone in this garden?"

He replied: "No, I have seen them all. They don't talk to me."

I think his identity should be an unspeakable secret. Even though everyone has witnessed his growth, they cannot have too much contact with him, let alone have any emotions with him. It's quite pitiful.

I patted his head and changed the subject: "Xiao Banban, we will be your friends from now on. If you have anything to say, you can talk to us."

He looked straight at me with a serious expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey! Do you know which courtyard Fang Juexia is in?"

Aban stared at me blankly.

"They are the group of people who came on the same day as us. Which courtyard are they in?"

Aban remained silent and walked forward.

Yu Tuan asked jokingly, "Did you go to that sister's room as well? Is our girl prettier? Or is that girl prettier?"

"No, I have been there."

"Hey! He just followed the smell and found his way to our yard, right, hahaha."

"It smells good, it doesn't hurt."

Yu Tuan stopped smiling, and with a serious expression, he asked him with concern, "Have you always been bandaged like this? Has it been so painful since you were a kid?"

"No, every year, I use burning to stop the bleeding, sew up the skin, and replace it when it gets rotten."

"What? Girl, what is he talking about?"

I was astonished: "But using burning fire to generate high temperatures to coagulate blood?"

Aban nodded.

My heart felt like it was being grasped by a hand, and I couldn't breathe. I couldn't imagine how such a young child had to endure the pain of being branded by fire every year. No wonder I wanted to go back home, and if I fainted, I could get rid of the pain.

"Then, what about the skin stitching?" Yu Yi clasped her chest tightly with tears in her eyes.

"Could it be that you sew animal skins onto your body?" Yu Tuan asked doubtfully.

A thought flashed through my mind: could it be... human skin? Is that why the royal family hid him here?

I felt a chill in my heart and my scalp went cold. Doesn't this mean that every year someone loses...

I didn't dare think about it anymore, and every hair on my skin stood up involuntarily.

"Hey! How long do we have to go?"

Yu Tuan diverted my attention just right, allowing me to calm down and ask, "Is the entrance to their secret passage also under the eight-immortal table in the front hall?"

Aban shook his head. "In the east wing."

"Ah? What if we run into someone as soon as we come out?"

"Listen to the sound and then go out."

I suddenly realized that there was no one in our courtyard: "Yutuan, why don't you go back to Bishui Pavilion first? I'm worried that people will notice that there is no one in the courtyard!"