Mistakenly Connected to the Jade Flower Branch

Luo An continued to wander among the bookshelves.

Nianyao covered her mouth and nose and continued following, babbling: "You should have told me before you stopped, if your nose breaks you'll have to pay for it... You bumped into my nose, you should find me a book as compensation... What glory... What futile sorrow..."

If you don't help her find him, are you going to stay with him forever?

Luo An glanced at the poetry collection on the bookshelf and stopped again. Although Nian Yao was prepared, she couldn't stop herself. This time she was smarter and braced herself against Luo An's back with both hands.

Invincible Vajra Palm? Luo An crashed into the bookshelf, which wobbled twice before collapsing with a thud. Luo An slammed into the bookshelf, books raining down on his head and body…

"It's over!" Nianyao screamed, jumped up and rushed outside, shouting as she ran, "I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to!"

Those who were handling business in the study rushed out, and Nanfei also tumbled and crawled out of the tea room.

Before they could recover from their shock, they saw Nianyao run out of the library, blood dripping from her nose onto her clothes...

Liu Lin shouted, "Boss, you're bleeding from your nose..."

Nianyao touched her nose and saw wet and dry bloodstains on her hand. No wonder she felt something was wrong earlier.

Nianyao said bitterly, "This is the second time, this jinx..."

Which jinx? The group looked at each other in confusion, then rushed into the library together.

Nobody paid her any attention? Nianyao covered her nose and ran alone to the backyard. It was true that her nose was always sensitive, so it didn't really need any special attention.

Tiger took the lead and found Luo An, who was buried motionless in the books. He quickly pulled the books aside and called out, "Young Master..."

Liu Lin said in a deep voice, "Tiger, carry him back."

Nanfei squeezed in: "I'll carry it."

Tiger pushed him back, bent down and carried Luo An on his back. Nan Fei and Qin Jiu supported him from both sides.

Tiger said, "Don't help me, I can't carry him."

Tiger carried the person on his back as if nothing was wrong, heading towards Yaochi.

Nanfei said repeatedly, "Nanyuan, Nanyuan, let's go to Nanyuan..."

Tiger ignored Nanfei completely, and Qin Jiu hurriedly took two steps and pushed open the gate of Yaochi.

Yaochi was tilting her head back, applying a cold compress to her nose. Looking up, she saw Hu Zi carrying Luo An on his back, followed by a large group of people…

Yaochi sprang up and darted like a mouse to the old gang leader's room, slamming the door shut and bolting it in one fluid motion. Again, no one paid her any attention.

Yaochi leaned against the door, listening intently to the sounds outside, her heart pounding with anxiety: She'd only bumped into a bookshelf, she should be alright, right? Was she unconscious? Were her bones broken? How many? Or was she dying… If she was dying… no, no, no, it couldn't be. She'd only bumped into a bookshelf, she must have been unconscious, or maybe her bones were broken? If many bones were broken, would she die…? No, no, no, it couldn't be…

Hu Zi placed Luo An on Nian Yao's bed and said to Nan Fei, "Quickly take a look, where is the young master injured?"

Everyone stepped aside to make room, and Nanfei stepped forward, but then withdrew his hand halfway through, saying, "I can't."

Tiger said, "Aren't you a medical apprentice? Didn't you examine Young Master Xu last time?"

Nanfei said, "The apprentice doctor isn't a doctor. I was just fooling him last time."

Qin Jiu said, "You don't even know how to observe, listen, ask, and palpate?"

Nanfei shook his head and then nodded: "I can do one."

Tiger asked, "Then hurry up, what are you dawdling about?"

Qin Jiu said, "He will ask."

Nanfei praised, "Ninth Brother is clever."

What kind of time is this to be joking?

Liu Lin said, "Jing Song, go and invite Song Yuan. Tell him that the young master is ill."

Jing Song was about to leave when he heard Luo An's weak voice say, "No need."

Luo An slowly opened his eyes, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Nanfei was about to speak when Huzi stepped in front of him and interrupted, "Young master, where do you feel unwell? Headache? Chest tightness? Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor? Can you prescribe something for yourself...?"

Luo An shook his head.

Tiger didn't understand: "What does that mean?"

Nanfei tried to pull him aside, but Hu Zi stood firmly on his heel. Nanfei peeked out from behind Hu Zi and said, "I mean, I want you to go away and not bother him."

Tiger asked, "Young master, is that what you mean?"

Luo An stared at the ceiling without saying a word.

Tiger reluctantly moved a little to the side. Nanfei sat on the edge of the bed: "Young Master, are you really alright?"

Luo An nodded. He used his hands to cushion the impact, so he didn't break any bones.

Nanfei felt a weight lift from her heart instantly. She reached out and shook the blanket over him, saying, "It's good that you're alright. You probably bumped your head on the bookshelf and then got hit by a book. You should rest well. I'll make you some Bupleurum and Asarum Decoction later."

Tiger asked doubtfully, "Don't you know how to treat illnesses? All medicines have side effects, so don't use them indiscriminately."

Nanfei stood up: "I will prescribe the right medicine for the illness, don't worry unnecessarily."

Tiger asked, "Young master, can you drink that soup he mentioned?"

Luo An nodded.

Nanfei finally realized something was wrong. Why had Hu Zi changed his address? He looked Hu Zi up and down: "Please call him Doctor Luo."

Tiger said, "Ninth Brother also calls him Young Master."

One change, two changes? Qin Jiu also felt something was wrong: "Please call me Uncle Jiu."

Hu Zi said, "Nan Fei calls you Ninth Brother, but I'm older than Nan Fei."

Qin Jiu and Nan Fei said in unison, "No way."

Tiger said, "If you're not convinced, let's fight."

Qin Jiu and Nan Fei exchanged glances, their minds in sync. One-on-one wasn't working, but two-on-one was something they could try.

The tea room was large and had no door, and the Xianzhou Courtyard was spacious; even when it got crowded and noisy, it was still quite unpleasant. Now, with the noise starting in the room, the entire place was filled with a constant buzzing sound. Luo An coldly uttered a single word: "Get out!"

The gods were enraged, and mortals gave way. Soon, only Liu Lin and Xu Lai remained in the room.

Liu Lin was still worried: "Young master, I'll have Erhu wait outside. Just call if you need anything."

Luo An said calmly, "No need."

The refusal seemed cold, but it was rare for them to even speak. Liu Lin didn't mind: "Then, young master, please rest well."

Xu Lai, who had been silent all along, was still worried and asked cautiously, "Young Master, are you really not hurt?"

Luo An closed his eyes and shook his head.

Before Xu Lai could say anything more, Liu Lin pulled him away.

Nianyao's thoughts kept going back and forth, growing more and more worried. Yaochi quieted down; by now, the footsteps should have all disappeared, right?

Nianyao gently opened the door, tiptoed to her own bedroom door, and peeked inside. Sure enough, no one was there. She crouched down and walked to the bedside, reaching out to check Luo An's breathing.

He's still breathing! He's alive!

Nianyao muttered to herself, "That scared me to death. You're too fragile. You fainted from just one bump."

Luo An remained motionless.

Nianyao grew bolder, clasped her hands together, and bowed deeply: "Immortal Luo, you bumped my nose, I pushed you and bumped my frame, we're even. Please, be magnanimous and don't poison me, considering I truly didn't mean it. I'm willing to give you 30% of my monthly salary..."

"Fifty percent."

Nianyao jumped back in fright, glancing left and right, her voice trembling with fear: "Who?"

Luo An slowly opened his eyes: "Give me half."