Loyang Jin

The door was closed and the light suddenly dimmed.

Ling Jingshu blinked subconsciously and looked up.

A tall figure came into view. His face was handsome, his expression was calm, and his deep and bright eyes were looking at her intently.

Ling Jingshu suppressed her suddenly chaotic heartbeat and said calmly: "Mr. Wei, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"I just came here not long ago." Wei Yan's voice was a little deep, as if he lowered his voice intentionally or unintentionally: "Thank you, Miss Ling, for coming as promised."

... This statement sounds like nothing at first, but upon closer consideration, it is somewhat ambiguous.

Ling Jingshu's cheeks were slightly hot, but her expression was quite calm: "That day in the palace, Imperial Physician Wei said that he had prepared a new ointment for A Xiao. How could I not come?"

Sure enough, she understood what he meant.

A smile flashed in Wei Yan's eyes, and he took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box on the side and placed it on the table: "This is my newly prepared ointment. It is more effective than the original bottle. When you leave, And bring it.”

Getting the medicine was just an excuse for the two of them to meet.

Ling Jingshu knew this very well. This also shows Wei Yan's carefulness and thoroughness.

Ling Jingshu did not rush forward to get the medicine. She thanked her softly and asked, "There is no one else here, just the two of us. There is no need to be secretive about what Imperial Physician Wei has to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

This opportunity to be alone in private is too rare to waste.

Wei Yan was also aware of this and said in a deep voice: "I have read a lot of medical books and ancient prescriptions these days, but I have not found the same case as yours. However, in my opinion, this disease should be caused by a heart disease. ”

Heart disease?

Ling Jingshu's pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on her face was a little stiff: "What do you mean by heart disease? I don't understand."

Wei Yan took a deep look at Ling Jingshu and said slowly: "With your intelligence, how could you not understand the meaning of my words? What you told me that day was actually not the whole truth. You had something even more unspeakable. The more painful secret is not revealed! And the things you hide and don’t say are the real reasons for you to suffer from strange diseases.”

Ling Jingshu: "..."

It was like a huge boulder falling into a calm lake, or like a roaring wind.

These few words directly hit the deepest secrets and pain in her heart.

Ling Jingshu could no longer maintain her calm expression, her pretty face instantly turned pale, and her hands clenched into fists. Her mind went blank, and she wanted to deny it, but at this moment, all words seemed pale and powerless: "No, it's not what you said..."

A fine line of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Wei Yan forced himself to harden his heart and prevent himself from being soft-hearted: "No one knows the truth of the matter better than you. If you try your best to hide it, no one can force you to open your mouth. But in this way, I also I can’t cure your illness. You should know whether it is serious or serious.”

No matter how good a doctor is, he still has to prescribe the right medicine. How could she cure her disease if she didn't know the real cause?

Ling Jingshu bit her lips hard. She was shocked to realize that her lips were bitten until she tasted a trace of blood in her mouth.

Wei Yan's eyes passed over Ling Jingshu's bitten and bloody lips, and he felt a complicated and unspeakable feeling in his heart. This indescribable feeling always comes to my mind from time to time recently, which makes me feel confused.

He didn't want to think deeply about the reason, so he calmed down and said, "You don't have to panic or be nervous. I don't mean to force you, I just want to cure your disease. You don't want to be burdened with this strange disease and become a problem in the eyes of others." You're a weirdo! If you continue like this, you won't even be able to get married and have children in the future..."

The four words "Marry and have children" hit her ears, and Ling Jingshu's chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear.

"I never planned to get married and have children."

Ling Jingshu quickly interrupted Wei Yan, and the fragility and hesitation on her face was replaced by determination: "Thank you, Imperial Doctor Wei, for your hard work. I know very well what kind of disease I have. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured!"

This time, it was Wei Yan's turn to be speechless.

Ling Jingshu took a deep breath and her expression became more determined: "No matter what, I would like to thank Imperial Physician Wei. I also ask Imperial Physician Wei to continue to keep my secrets and not reveal my strange illness to anyone."

Wei Yan frowned, with disapproval in his tone: "Miss Ling, you are hiding your illness and avoiding medical treatment. If you are sick, you should treat it. Once you are cured, you can return to normal. Whether you want to get married and have children is one thing, and whether you can is another. Something else."

The words were slightly harsh, but showed concern.

Ling Jingshu was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Physician Wei, you should know a little about my current situation. I am suffering from a strange disease and cannot get close to or touch any man. If my illness becomes bad one day, my family will Even if you can’t arrange a marriage for me, it’s a talisman for me.”

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, and soon realized what he was saying.

Both the emperor's grandson and King Yan had an unusual fondness for Ling Jingshu. The emperor's grandson has a cold temperament, is proud and self-restrained, and cannot do anything to force others with power.

King Yan is different, he is a master who acts willfully and without any scruples. If he insists on marrying Ling Jingshu, he only needs Queen Xu to issue a decree, and the Ling family will have to prepare the dowry obediently.

Thinking about it this way, Ling Jingshu's strange illness is not entirely a bad thing. She suffers from such a disease, no one can force her to get married...

Wei Yan weighed it for a moment before he opened his mouth and said: "This is indeed a countermeasure. However, there are loopholes. If your family insists on asking a famous doctor to treat you, or if the King of Yan learns about this and sends an imperial doctor to treat you, you have to How to refuse?"

Ling Jingshu had obviously thought about it carefully before coming, and responded after hearing the words: "I will tell them that Dr. Wei is treating me, but the cause of the disease has not been found yet."

Wei Yan: "..."

After walking around for a long time, his feelings were waiting for him here.

Wei Yan glanced at Ling Jingshu with a smile but not a smile: "It turns out that Miss Ling had already planned to use me as a shield. Yes, others know that I am treating you, so it is not good to ask another doctor to treat you. See the doctor. If King Yan asks, I can cover it up for you."

"Miss Ling's wishful thinking is very clever, but there is only one thing. Why should I agree to you? What benefit will this do to me?"

Ling Jingshu raised her eyes and looked at Wei Yan, with a bitter smile on her lips: "For Dr. Wei, this matter is just a trivial matter. For me, it is very important."

"I'm just a weak woman with no strength. Everything I do is just to protect myself. I don't want to be a tool for the Ling family to get rich, and I don't want to be forced to marry into the palace."

"Please help me once. I, Ling Jingshu, will never forget this kindness."