A life of ups and downs is pure joy

Sitting in the corridor of Lingzhu Garden, Lin Qinghuan looked at the scene in the courtyard, and many images flashed through his mind. It started from that day in Xue Fengyuan, and Lin Qinghuan's memories came in bits and pieces.

"Chuxia, I have a little rabbit named Caicai. It used to love to sneak into the vegetable basket in the small kitchen to steal food. After eating, it would always sleep in it. Mother Huang would always pull it out?" Lin Qinghuan looked at the vegetable basket at the door of the small kitchen, and his mind was full of the scene of Lin Ancai chasing the rabbit around the yard.

"Yes, Cai Cai was given to you by the eldest son..." Chu Xia was helping Lin Qinghuan pick tea leaves when she suddenly looked up at her with a sly smile and continued, "Miss, did you remember Cai Cai?"

"These past few days I've been able to recall some fragmented memories, not many, and they're hazy and vague." Lin Qinghuan rubbed his head and said with his eyes closed.

"Mom, come here quickly." Chuxia shouted happily to Mother Huang who was washing vegetables in the distance.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, girl?" Mother Huang rubbed her wet hands on her apron and ran over in a panic.

"No, Mom, the girl missed Cai Cai." Chu Xia stepped forward to support Mother Huang who almost slipped and said excitedly.

"You silly girl, you scared me to death. I thought she was feeling unwell again." Mother Huang reached out and knocked on Chuxia's head, then walked to Lin Qinghuan and looked at her with a smile.

"Mother Huang, you have always loved to knock Chuxia on the forehead like this." Lin Qinghuan looked at the intimacy between the mother and daughter, and remembered that Chuxia had been beaten many times since she was a child because of her recklessness.

"Girl~" Chu Xia suddenly came over, squatted down, hugged Lin Qinghuan and started crying.

"Why are you crying for no reason?" Lin Qinghuan wiped the tears from her face.

"I am happy. It seems like a lifetime ago that the girl suddenly talked about her childhood." Chu Xia raised her head and looked at her girl and said.

"Sister Chuxia, the big food box that the eldest master asked Sanli to bring is really heavy." Lixue carried the extra-large food box and walked into the yard reluctantly, calling loudly for Chuxia to help.

"Hey, here I come." Chuxia stood up, wiped her tears, and ran to Lixue with a smile.

Lin Qinghuan looked at her cheerful back, feeling indescribably relieved and touched.

Counting the days, Xiao Yu would come to change Lin Qinghuan's prescription in a month. She had to find a way to get him to ask the Divine Doctor to treat Aunt Xue. Lin Mo's point was that Xue Feng was already terminally ill, and she was afraid she wouldn't live long. Her spirits had been getting worse and worse these days, and she was getting more and more anxious. She didn't know if it was because the prescription wasn't working anymore or because she was worried about Xue Feng's situation, but she felt worse and worse these days. She always felt tired and wanted to sleep after a while, and now she was feeling sleepy again. She decided to go back to the room with a warm hot water bottle and lie down for a while, and think about how to treat Xue Feng.

New Year's Eve should have been a lively day, but without Lin Muchang and He Su, it didn't feel like the festive season. After having a family dinner with their grandmother and receiving their lucky money, everyone returned to their own courtyards. Lin Qingyi was really bored alone, so she decided to stay with Lin Qinghuan in Lingzhuyuan for a while so that she could take care of her. Even the careless Lin Qingyi noticed that Lin Qinghuan was not in good condition these days. Her grandmother also repeatedly told Lin Mo to see Lin Qinghuan every day. When no one was around, Lin Qingyi told Lin Qinghuan a secret. The reason why Lin Mo was able to return home was mostly because of her. Her grandmother wanted Lin Mo to come back to take care of her because of her broken body. After hearing this, Lin Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable. As the daughter of Lin Muchang, the difference between them was so great just because of their different biological mothers. If Lin Mo knew about it, wouldn't she, who was introverted, be even more worried? Thinking of this, Lin Qinghuan decided to treat her well no matter what.

She still missed the lantern festival at the East Street Market this year, but on the fifteenth day, Lin Mo, Lin Qingyi, and Lin Qingwan accompanied her in Lingzhu Garden to arrange a bunch of paper lanterns in various shapes. The sisters also went to the lake in the mansion to release river lanterns. The river lanterns filling the lake were spectacular and beautiful. Sitting in the small wooden boat, looking at these half-sisters, Lin Qinghuan didn't care that she was weak. The compensation of family affection made her originally imperfect life full of happiness.

"How is Qinghuan, Sister Mo?" Lin Qingyi paced back and forth in front of the bed anxiously.

"Logically speaking, Qinghuan shouldn't have developed resistance to the medicine so early. Senior brother said the prescription can last for two years." Lin Mo didn't know why Lin Qinghuan's illness came on so violently.

"What should I do? Where is your senior brother?" Lin Qingyi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. After a while, she poked her head out to look at Lin Qinghuan who was lying on the bed and talking nonsense.

"Don't hit me... I'll be obedient... Don't... Aunt Xue... It doesn't... hurt..."

"Huan'er, wake up, Huan'er." In a daze, Lin Qinghuan felt that Lin Mo had been calling her, and in a trance, Lin Qingyi was also talking beside her.

She struggled to open her eyes, and everything around her was white. I saw myself lying on the bed, with many doctors around me, and my good friend Fangfang from the orphanage crying beside me. She tried to reach out and grab something, but she couldn't catch anything.

"Doctor, doctor, come and take a look." In the blink of an eye, she saw a group of people hurriedly shouting for the doctor to come over. The doctor took the defibrillator and put it on her. Everything in front of her eyes was white again. The dazzling light made her unable to open her eyes. She could only hear the sound of beeping and squeaking. Everyone was shouting her name. Some were calling Su Jin, and in a trance, she heard someone calling Qing Huan.

"Qinghuan, Qinghuan, wake up quickly."

"Second Miss, Medical Saint Xiao is here." Chu Xia hurriedly greeted Xiao Yu into the room. Lin Mo looked at Xiao Yu helplessly with red eyes. Lin Qingyi was sobbing beside him. The old lady sat on the Arhat couch, her hands tightly gripping her golden tiger-head cane. Xiao Yu bowed to the old lady and went straight into the boudoir. Lin Qinghuan, lying on the bed, had a weak pulse. Xiao Yu frowned, opened the nine-instrument acupuncture kit, and began to insert the needles. Lin Mo looked at Xiao Yu in astonishment.

After a stick of incense had passed, Xiao Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Lin Mo stepped forward and began to gently wipe the medicinal wine on the patient on the bed with a hot towel.

"I have been in the Deer God Hall these days. You must try every possible way to feed her these medicines. I will come to give her acupuncture every other day. As for the dragon fruit flower, forget it. We'll talk about it when it's absolutely necessary." Xiao Yu wrote the prescription while instructing Lin Mo.

"Dragon fruit flower?" Lin Mo repeated softly.

"Don't worry, Miss Lin Wu hasn't reached that stage yet." Xiao Yu glanced at her and said.

After Xiao Yu finished writing the prescription, he walked over to Cheng Ping and bowed politely, "Grandma Lin, the nine silver needles have been inserted. If nothing goes wrong, Sister Lin Wu will wake up in the next few days."

After hearing this, Cheng Ping's hand holding the crutch unconsciously relaxed, and the tense and protruding blue veins on the back of her hand instantly relaxed. "Good boy, thank you for your hard work." She nodded to Xiao Yu, then looked at Lin Qinghuan in the inner room, and the uneasiness in her eyes gradually dissipated.

"Lushen Hall, these words are written in a vigorous and powerful manner. I wonder who wrote them?" Lin Qinghuan sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and asked Chuxia beside him.

"Miss, the rumor is that it is the current emperor." Chu Xia replied.

"Well, good word, get off."

After lying in bed in a daze for half a month, Lin Qinghuan finally woke up as if her soul had returned to her body. Lin Qingyi had been crying by her bedside every day for the past few days. The moment she saw her eyes open, she burst into tears. Lin Mo couldn't get Lin Qingyi to let go. He only remembered that she kept repeating, "Qinghuan, I really thought you wouldn't wake up again. I was scared to death."

After recuperating for half a month, Lin Qinghuan began to be able to walk and live a normal life. Lin Mo said that the Nine-Acupoint Silver Needle was Xiao Yu's unique skill, which was dangerous but useful for people like her with palpitations. It was also because her senior brother did not avoid suspicion and let her witness this scene. She was so lucky and thrilling. She said that she would never dare to do acupuncture like this in her life. After hearing this, Lin Qinghuan was very curious about how Xiao Yu poked herself with the needle. It was as if Lin Mo was witnessing a scene that shocked her three views.

"Shopkeeper, this is a visiting card from the Marquis' Mansion. Please inform Doctor Xiao." Chu Xia respectfully handed the visiting card to Shopkeeper Tong.

"Isn't this Miss Chuxia from the Lin Mansion?" Yunsheng, the apprentice next to Doctor Ge, looked up and greeted him.

Shopkeeper Tong glanced at Chu Xia, then at the carriage outside, and said, "Yun Sheng, take the distinguished guest to the inner courtyard."

Chuxia straightened Lin Qinghuan's long skirt with peony embroidery and gold brocade, and tied her light blue brocade cloak with small flowers, and helped her walk slowly from the alley behind Shenlu Hall to a courtyard. The courtyard was not big, but it was elegantly decorated and quiet. There were few servants, only one or two servants sweeping the yard, and not even a decent maid. Walking through the long corridor surrounded by water and reaching the gate of a round courtyard, Lin Qinghuan heard the sound of sword dancing in the courtyard. Could it be that in this dynasty, except for Lin Yuzhi, everyone knew some martial arts? From a distance, she saw a young man in white clothes named Zhou The sword energy on his body danced with his clothes, gently picking up the fallen leaves on the ground, without staining his clothes with dust. The sword in his hand moved like a coiled dragon and as slow as flowing water, just like a person in a painting. Lin Qinghuan looked at him with some obsession, and the maid next to her also looked like her master, as it can be said that like master, like maid. Xiao Yu's sword fell to the ground, and he saw the guests at the gate of the courtyard. Perhaps what he saw in his eyes were two girlish girls, standing there like wooden stakes. Yunsheng watched them stop and stood there without knowing why.

"May I know who you are?" The servant next to him finally saw the guest here and ran over hurriedly to ask.

"This is a distinguished guest from the Hou Mansion, and he would like to express his gratitude to Young Master Xiao." Yunsheng handed over the visiting card.

The servant bowed to Lin Qinghuan and took her to the small pavilion where Xiao Yu was resting.

"You look in good spirits and can even leave the house on your own." Xiao Yu spoke first when he saw Lin Qinghuan.

"Do you know who I am?" She sat on the stone bench opposite him. Chuxia began to arrange cakes, candied fruits from the large food box she brought with her, and Yunsheng took the good tea in Chuxia's hand and brewed it.

"What do you think?" Xiao Yu glanced at the food on the table and looked at her with interest.

"Brother Xiao, I'm Lin Qinghuan. You've healed me since I was a child, and I've always wanted to thank you in person. Today, I went with the maids to buy some of the most delicious cakes in Luofeng City, and I thought of bringing some for you to try." Lin Qinghuan said in a pretentiously elegant manner. After all, she couldn't lose face in front of such a handsome man.

"This is what a doctor should do. Fifth sister, there is no need to be so polite." After Xiao Yu finished speaking, there was an awkward silence in the air.

Lin Qinghuan looked at him and found that he suddenly didn't know how to start the speech he had prepared before. This damn social phobia.

"Your yard is quite unique. The water is so clear that you can even see fish swimming around." She stood up and pretended to be calm as she walked to the platform extending from the pavilion to enjoy the scenery.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan's uneasy yet feigned composure, Xiao Yu couldn't help but laugh. He took a sip of tea and said, "Hmm, this tea is good, very fragrant."

"Well, it's new tea from early spring, sent from the farm." Lin Qinghuan replied, continuing to find the topic, "I never thought that you are not only good at medicine, but also good at swordsmanship. I also know a person who likes sword dancing. His name is Sword Something." Lin Qinghuan couldn't remember the name of Ning Junze's sword for a while, so he could only wink at Chuxia.

"He Jian?" Unexpectedly, he became interested and asked Lin Qinghuan with a faint smile.

"That sword," Lin Qinghuan observed Chu Xia's mouth shape, as if to say, "It's the Broken Sword with a dragon on it. Yes, the Broken Sword."

"Well, is this old friend you are talking about the Fourth Prince?" Xiao Yu asked Lin Qinghuan seriously.

"Yes, it's Fourth Brother. My Fourth Sister especially likes his Broken Sword." Lin Qinghuan nodded and said, it seems that Ning Junze is quite famous.

"Well, the Broken Sword is a good sword." Xiao Yu looked at her and said with a smile. Lin Qinghuan always felt that there was something weird in his smile. She looked up at Chu Xia, but she didn't expect that this girl was looking at her with difficulty.

"Okay, Brother Xiao, the pastries are here, and it's time for Huan'er to go back." She thought about it and decided to leave it this way for today. She would get to know him step by step. After a few more visits, she could ask his master to treat Xue Feng.

"Fifth sister, please give my regards to Grandma Lin." Xiao Yu stood up and prepared to send them out of the hospital.

"Brother Xiao, please stay. You Yunsheng is here." Lin Qinghuan turned around and saluted him elegantly, then left with a few people.

"Broken Sword, haha, this little girl seems to not recognize me at all." Xiao Yu picked up the pastries on the table and muttered to himself, then looked at Lin Qinghuan's departing back with a little disappointment.