Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

After Jiang Heng stood up straight and washed her hands, Old Xu looked at Dongling Yu's calves with a puzzled expression, then looked at Jiang Heng: "Lan Heng, is it only necessary to insert these few needles today?"

Having grown accustomed to six consecutive days of intensive needle pricks and the daily back pain from needle removal, today's situation felt somewhat unsettling. But the thought of finally being able to relieve his back today brought him a quiet sigh of relief. "Sigh, getting old," he thought, "not as ambitious as I was when I was younger."

"Yes, Elder Xu, the needles used before were to draw the toxins together. Now that it has been successful, they are no longer needed."

Jiang Heng stood aside, examining her masterpiece. Look at the smooth curves, look at the little sharp corners; it could be used as an emoji right off the bat. Perfect.

Li Lian stood by the bedpost, scrutinizing him. His gaze fell on the headband on the man's head. This was...! His chilling aura vanished, and his eyes welled up with tears. He quickly lowered his head, gripping the sword at his waist tightly, suppressing his emotions.

Jiang Heng felt the killing intent directed at him inexplicably disappear. He glanced at Li Lian strangely. What a weirdo.

After a stick of incense had burned, Li took the gold needles and handed the eunuch the work, helping Dongling Yu sit up. Only then did he have the mind to shift his gaze to Dongling Yu's legs. Two dark purple bruises on his knees immediately caught his eye. There was no way around it; they were too dark, and... too unique.

As soon as he sat down, Dongling Yu looked at his calves. When his gaze fell on his knees, his expression stiffened. He tried to speak calmly, "These two bruises can only be here? Can't they be moved to another place?" And the shape of them feels a bit strange.

"This is my first time doing this, and I have no experience. I hope you will be understanding."

Dongling Yu's gentle demeanor crumbled. He stared blankly at Jiang Heng, almost forgetting how unreliable this man was. Oh well, as long as he can stand up, that's enough.

Upon hearing this, Li Lian's lips twitched a few times, but he managed to swallow back his laughter through sheer willpower.

"Your Highness tried to lift your leg off the ground and then tried to stand up."

It had only been a month since he went from having weakness in his lower limbs to being completely unable to stand, but it seemed like he had forgotten how to use his legs. Little by little, slowly moving, Dongling Yu stood up while holding onto the bedpost, but just as his body left the bed, he suddenly lurched forward and almost knelt on the ground. It was only thanks to Li Lian's quick reflexes that he was able to steady himself.

"what happened!"

A fierce glint flashed in Dongling Yu's eyes as he looked at Jiang Heng with a sinister and venomous gaze, as if he would pounce on her and kill her if she said anything that displeased him.

"My apologies, my apologies. I've been putting in acupuncture these past few days and it's taken a lot of effort for me. Your Highness hasn't been able to get out of bed for many days, so it's normal that you're not used to it yet. Let this gentleman help you walk slowly, and you'll feel better after a few laps."

Dongling Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to teach Lan Heng a lesson. Although Lan Heng was annoying, he did have some skills, and keeping him around would be of great use.

Li Lian helped Dongling Yu walk slowly outside the house until he could walk on his own, at which point Jiang Heng told him to stop.

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat had formed on Dongling Yu's forehead. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't walked for a long time or because all the toxins had accumulated in his knees, but he felt a tingling and numb sensation in his knees, as if something was about to burst out. But at least he didn't have to use a wheelchair anymore, so he didn't care too much.

Dongling Yu stood in the sunlight with his eyes closed, looking up to feel the warmth on his face, and sighed, "Lan Heng, just name your reward."

"I have traveled to many places over the years, and now that I am getting old, I want to settle down, but I haven't saved up any money over the years."

Jiang Heng rubbed her palms together, her face a mixture of anticipation and shyness. This expression on the face of a weathered middle-aged man was rather perplexing. Dong Lingyu glanced at her, then quickly looked away.

"No problem, I'll have someone prepare a house for you in the next few days, and also send you some property."

"Your Highness is so generous." I'll take what I can get and give it back to your prince to spend.

Dongling Yu then turned to Elder Xu, who was standing to the side, and said gently, "Elder Xu has also worked hard these past few days. I will have someone prepare a generous gift for you."

It's only been seven days, but Old Xu looks several years older; it's truly remarkable.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Old Xu didn't refuse. Although he was only responsible for collecting the needles these past few days, he felt even more tired than when he was seeing patients at Mengguitang all day. He accepted the gift without feeling guilty.

"Xiao Lin An, I'll read out the prescription, and you write it down. My hands are too weak to write anymore."

"I'll do it."

Having witnessed Lin An's calligraphy firsthand, Old Xu didn't say much. He simply took the brush from Lin An's hand, indicating that Jiang Heng could begin. After all, if Lin An wrote it, he would have to rewrite it himself. Sigh, he didn't understand why someone his age still had to work so hard.

"For the next month or even ten days to half a month, the Fourth Prince's knees may feel uncomfortable. This is normal and there is no need to worry. Just boil this medicine according to the prescription every day, soak a cotton cloth in it, and apply it as a hot compress for fifteen minutes."

After all, if Dongling Yu is allowed to enjoy the feeling of walking normally for a few more days, the final blow will be even greater.

After explaining everything, he realized it was getting late and that leaving now would arouse suspicion, so he could only wait one more night.

"Your Highness, may I leave the manor tomorrow?"

"Are you not comfortable staying at the mansion?"

"Not really. It's just that I haven't left the house for seven days, and I really miss the outside world."

"..." Everyone was speechless. Is this what life is like for a single middle-aged man?

"Would you be willing to do things for me in the future?"

What, you think you can stop him from leaving just because you disagree?

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes, outwardly feigning fear and trepidation, while inwardly he was furiously ranting, but to his surprise, he received no response from 886. He then realized he had blocked 886 earlier and hurriedly restored the connection.

"Host, host, can you hear my voice?" In my mind, 886's sweet voice was almost crying, and I don't know how long it had been calling me.

Jiang Heng felt extremely guilty. "I can hear you, I can hear you."

886 burst into tears, sitting in the corner kicking his legs, "Our connection was inexplicably cut off! What kind of lousy beta testing team is this! Can't the main system put a little more effort into its work?! I'm going to report them and complain about them when I get back!"

"Exactly! Can the main system please take this seriously!" Jiang Heng shared 886's indignation and didn't answer Dong Lingyu's question for a moment. To onlookers, it looked like he was struggling with his thoughts and hesitating.

"What, you're unwilling?" Dongling Yu asked in a deep voice. Li Lian, who knew him well, knew he was angry. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Heng replied.

"I am used to being free and undisciplined, and I am afraid of offending you."

Dongling Yu couldn't help but add in his mind that he had already been too abrupt many times. Thinking of this, he wasn't so keen on having Lan Heng as his personal physician anymore. But since he had already spoken, he couldn't go back on his word.

Jiang Heng noticed that he wasn't speaking, but his expression wasn't as bad, though upon closer inspection, she could see he seemed a little embarrassed. What illness had flared up again?

"With the house and meager property you have gifted me, I intend to settle in the capital. If you ever need anything from me in the future, just send someone to find me. I will be there whenever you call, without hesitation."

Hearing this, Dongling Yu felt relieved. After all, apart from needing to see Lan Heng for his leg injury, Xu Lao and the physician could handle most other situations.

As long as Lan Heng is still in the capital, there's no need to worry about not being able to find people.

"Very well. You are also my benefactor. If you are unwilling, I will not force you."

After some more polite back-and-forth, Jiang Heng was finally able to go back to rest. This guy was just as long-winded as Li Yinghong; he was incredibly annoying.

But the thought of reuniting with Dong Tinglan tomorrow cheered him up. His Highness had been alone in his room for seven days; he wondered how well he had slept.