[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

Wei Chaoyan, accompanied by the doctor she had summoned, hurried home and returned to the house in a short time. She unlocked the gate, let the doctor in, then locked the gate herself before leading the doctor directly to the bedroom.

Upon reaching the bedroom door, Wei Chaoyan stopped and gestured to the doctor to be careful not to make too much noise so as not to wake the three sleeping children inside. She then gently pushed open the door and led the doctor to the bedside.

Wei Chaoyan pointed to Wei Ying, who was curled up sleeping on the left side, and whispered to the doctor that this was the patient he needed to see. The doctor nodded in understanding, and then slowly took out a pulse pillow for taking pulses from his medicine box. He pulled up Wei Ying's arm that was exposed outside the blanket and placed it on the pulse pillow, then closed his eyes and listened carefully to the pulse.

Wei Chaoyan held her breath tightly, afraid that her loud breathing would affect the doctor's pulse diagnosis. She stared intently at the doctor's face, afraid that she might see a bad expression.

Wei Chaoyan felt as if an eternity had passed. Finally, the doctor put down his pulse-taking hand and put away the pulse pillow. He placed Wei Ying's arm back under the covers, turned around, and softly stated his diagnosis: "This young master was too young to be wandering the streets. The primary cause of his suffering was the lack of food and clothing, and the harsh living conditions, which severely damaged his digestive system and left him with a serious deficiency. It will take many years of proper care to restore him to about 80% of his normal level. Therefore, the young master's diet must be taken very seriously from now on. He cannot eat cold, hot, hungry, or overeating; he cannot eat sour, spicy, or bitter foods; and he can eat meat, but not in excess. He must also ensure sufficient nutritional intake every day. The medicine to regulate his digestive system and nourish his body must not be stopped daily. Every three months, his pulse must be re-examined, and the prescription may be adjusted or changed depending on the situation."

"Secondly, the young master was too young when he went homeless. Young children's minds and souls are unstable and weak. During his homelessness, he suffered too much fright, fear, and malice. In addition, he was too worried about the whereabouts of his parents, which made his mental state not very good. His mind and soul are too sensitive and fragile. We should pay more attention to this aspect in the future and not frighten him or make him suffer too much. Otherwise, he will easily fall ill and it will be difficult to treat him."

"The worst injuries are those on his body surface, mostly bite marks from vicious dogs and falls or bumps from trying to avoid them, and a small number of marks from being pushed and beaten by other people. These injuries are easy to treat, so I won't prescribe any medicine. The medicine you gave him before was excellent."

"As for your medicinal bath, please do not give it to the young master until his body has recovered to a certain extent, so as not to cause any conflict with the effects of other medicines, which would be detrimental to his recovery."

"I have said all I have to say. I hope Miss Yan will follow the doctor's orders and not do anything wrong that could ruin the young master's already poor health."

While listening attentively to the doctor's instructions, Wei Chaoyan solemnly stated that she would follow the doctor's orders and would not act rashly.

The doctor pulled out paper and pen and quickly wrote out several prescriptions and precautions in a flurry of strokes. He picked up the paper covered in writing, blew on the still-wet ink, and handed it to Wei Chaoyan in front of him.

Wei Chaoyan respectfully accepted the paper and carefully put it away. She then asked the doctor to check the pulses of her two other younger brothers to see how they were doing. She also took out the medicinal bath prescription from her bosom and asked the doctor to see if there were any adjustments or precautions needed for Qi Ye to use it.

Upon hearing this, the doctor glanced silently at the shameless Wei Chaoyan, seemingly at a loss for words due to her rogue behavior. In the end, he said nothing but silently took out the pulse pillow that had been put back into the medicine box and began to examine the other two sleeping children one by one, of course without neglecting Wei Chaoyan who was standing next to him.

After reading the prescriptions, the doctor pondered for a moment, then quickly wrote several more prescriptions. Looking at Wei Chaoyan, who was still clutching the prescriptions in disbelief that the fire had actually spread to her, the doctor slowly said, "The three of you don't have any major problems, but your recent emotional fluctuations and excessive sadness have somewhat damaged your mental and physical health. I've prescribed a suitable prescription for each of you to calm your mind and strengthen your constitution. Remember to get the medicine according to the prescription; it will be good for your health, especially for you. At such a young age, excessive worry and emotional distress could harm your health and longevity if not addressed soon."

After being scolded by the doctor, Wei Chaoyan was embarrassed but unable to refute him. Indeed, she had recently experienced too many changes. First, her parents suddenly passed away, leaving her and her young brothers behind; then, while still grieving, she recalled memories of her past life, and the emotional conflict between these two lives caught her off guard; before she could be confused for long, she remembered what world she had been reincarnated into. As a result, during that time, she had to grieve over her parents' funeral, comfort her brothers, rethink the future situation of the remaining members of her family and how they should live, and at the same time worry about Wei Ying, who was wandering the streets of Yiling.

How could she not overthink it? After finally managing to get through the funeral and deal with the greedy relatives in the village, she managed to escape and buy a house in Yiling Town to settle down. Now, she was starting to worry about how to adopt Wei Ying.

Fortunately, the legacy left by her parents was significant, and she always managed to find people to help her in her most difficult times, such as her grandfather and Lady Yan. With the help of her grandfather, she regained her memories of her past life and had the courage and determination to start afresh. Otherwise, she could not have imagined how she and her younger brothers would have struggled in the quagmire of Wei Village.

Thinking of her parents in both her past lives, Wei Chaoyan's joy and relief at successfully finding Wei Ying involuntarily turned somber. She forced herself to see the doctor off after he completed his mission, and after closing the door, she sat blankly at the bedroom table, thinking about her memories of her parents in both her past lives. Sorrow welled up in her heart, but she dared not cry out loud for fear of waking the sleeping people and frightening them. She could only weep silently.

It wasn't until the sound of someone turning over in bed that Wei Chaoyan was jolted out of her reverie. She wiped her pale face, composed herself, and got up to continue her embroidery. The prescriptions in her arms and her three younger brothers lying on the bed were a stark reminder of the immense pressure of supporting her family, leaving her no room for excessive sorrow.

Another busy day passed in this way. In the quiet of the night, Wei Chaoyan remembered what Lady Yan had said during the day, and sat down in the study to drink calming herbal tea while waiting for her arrival.

As midnight approached, Lady Yan quietly entered the study. Seeing Wei Chaoyan lost in thought, staring at the oil lamp on the table, Lady Yan raised an eyebrow and tapped the table with her index finger. The tapping sound was particularly clear in the quiet study, immediately startling the dazed Wei Chaoyan.

"Aunt Yan, what brings you here so late?"

Without a word, Madam Yan took out a coverless book from her sleeve and handed it to Wei Chaoyan. Wei Chaoyan took it and casually flipped through it. As the contents came into view, Wei Chaoyan's eyes widened, and she asked with surprise and uncertainty, "Aunt Yan, what is this?"

"Yes, this is a cultivation manual collected by our imperial court," Madam Yan said earnestly. "Your father obtained it by exchanging the discovery of the Resentment-Expelling Grass with the free donation of five Resentment-Expelling Grasses to the imperial court. This was specially prepared by your father for you children. Although this manual is not as good as those used by the various immortal sects, it is much better than those used by most independent cultivators on the market. Although the cultivation speed is a bit slow, its value lies in its completeness, making it less prone to qi deviation, its low requirement for spiritual energy resources, and its excellent health-preserving function."

“No wonder, no wonder I couldn’t find the money for those five herbs to dispel resentment.” Wei Chaoyan’s eyes reddened again as she murmured to herself, “I thought Father and the others had spent it all, but it turns out it was used for this.”

Who can say that the heart of a small grass can repay the warmth of spring?