"After treatment, he is indeed getting better. He said that he will be able to get out of bed in three days." Li Wuhua hurriedly explained. He then quickly pulled the servant girl who came out from behind him and warned her according to the doctor's instructions.
He is getting better already? Everyone looked at each other and secretly sighed in admiration. As expected of the Ghost Doctor's people.
Niu Youdao noticed that there were still traces of tears on Li Wuhua's face.
After Li Wuhua finished instructing the servant girl, Situ Yao asked again, "What is the relationship between the person inside and the Ghost Doctor?"
Hearing this, Li Wuhua said solemnly, "He is the Ghost Doctor's disciple."
The Ghost Doctor's disciple? The group of people felt deep veneration. The Ghost Doctor's subordinates and the Ghost Doctor's disciple were naturally two different concepts. The cultivation world had never heard of the Ghost Doctor's disciple for many years. They had only heard of it here. Today, this was the first time the Ghost Doctor's disciple had officially appeared, and they had seen it for themselves.
Niu Youdao held his sword with one hand and stroked his chin with the other. He had sent people to pretend to be the Ghost Doctor's disciple before, but he didn't expect to meet the real one this time.
Very soon, the unconscious child was carried over. Li Wuhua didn't care about the others and quickly accompanied the child into the kitchen. The door closed …
The man in the kitchen examined the swaddled child, and his expression became slightly grave. "If it was two days later, he would probably be gone."
"With Mister's wonderful hands, there will definitely be no worries," Li Wuhua flattered and eagerly looked forward to it.
The man immediately ordered the people in the kitchen to prepare. There was no need for three stoves, just one would do.
However, in the process of treating the child, the man was clearly much more careful than when treating Hai Ruyue. A newborn child was really too delicate.
And this child was also unconscious. Even if he wasn't restrained, he wouldn't be able to cry …
Some of the people waiting outside dispersed to deal with their business. Some paced back and forth in the courtyard. Some stood, some sat, and all waited.
This wait lasted for quite a long time, obviously longer than the time taken to treat Hai Ruyue. Everyone couldn't help but worry for Li Wuhua. They all knew that Li Wuhua valued this son very much. If there was any accident, it would be hard for Li Wuhua to face it.
Only when the sky turned dark and the provincial governor's manor was already brightly lit did the kitchen door open. A servant girl came out carrying the wrapped up child, carefully accompanied and protected by two servant girls on the left and right.
Looking at the exhausted yet happy faces of the maids, the result must have been pretty good.
At this time, Si Tuyao took the lead and walked into the kitchen. Since the treatment was over, it should not be considered a disturbance.
The man was obviously tired. His body was drenched in sweat, and he was wiping his sweat with a towel.
It had indeed taken him a lot of effort to save this child. Still, the child was too young, and he had to be very, very careful.
Li Wuhua carefully flattered him at the side, saying that there shouldn't be any problems. Who knew if there would be any other changes. If he dared to put on airs and offend him, if there were any problems, he would have to beg him. He had to treat him like an ancestor.
Situ yao cupped his hands, "Mister has worked hard, it is already late, I have already ordered people to prepare wine and dishes
Before he could finish, the man casually interrupted, "Prepare some clean hot water, I'll take a shower."
"Okay, okay, okay. It'll be ready soon," Li Wuhua agreed and quickly waved his hand to let the servants do it.
Situ Yao was speechless. He was ignored in public again. The feeling of having a hot face stuck to a cold butt was not good.
However, the man did not care at all. He put the things that had been washed with medicine back into the bamboo basket. Li Wuhua reached out to help him carry it.
The man stretched out his hand and carried his things on his back, not letting others do it for him. Just like that, he walked towards the group of people at the door.
Everyone, including situ yao and Niu Youdao, took the initiative to make a path and watched the man walk out of the kitchen.
Li Wuhua followed behind, and after leaving the kitchen, he respectfully led the way in front.
His wife had already been seen, and he was still acting like a grandson? Situ yao had a strange look on his face. He found that Li Wuhua, this bastard, had gone a bit overboard. When his master was alive, he had never seen him so respectful.
In the kitchen, everyone looked at each other in silence. There was only the sound of two servants extinguishing the fire in the hearth.
Guan Fangyi, who was among them, secretly clicked her tongue. What was a powerful person? This was a powerful person. He could make people obedient even without using his power. She had finally seen it today.
Niu Youdao suddenly laughed dryly. "We usually don't look for a doctor if there's nothing. Once we look for a doctor, we usually don't have any dignity in front of the doctor. You just have to get used to it."
That was the reason. situ yao shook his head with a bitter smile and led the way out. Everyone also went out one after another …
After seeing Hai Ruyue, Li Wuhua went to his son's room again. He squatted beside the cradle and checked his son's body again.
The exhaustion of blood and qi was indeed contained and was slowly recovering. He was sleeping soundly in the swaddling clothes. He confirmed that he was not in a coma. It could be seen that the child had already been freed from the suffering.
Li Wuhua heaved a sigh of relief and instructed the disciple beside him to feed the child on time.
After coming out of the house, he quickly rushed to the room where the Ghost Doctor's disciple was staying. The guard outside informed him that he was still bathing inside.
Thus, he waited outside, pacing back and forth.
When the door opened, the Ghost Doctor's disciple came out again. He had already recovered his elegance, but he had changed into a green robe.
Immediately, someone went in to clean up.
After Li Wuhua went forward to greet him, he said tentatively, "I have already prepared food and wine for you. My sect master would like to accompany you personally."
The man said, "There's no need. I don't like to socialize with many people."
Alright! Li Wuhua could only agree. Just as he was about to lead the other party to eat, the person who was cleaning up the room came out with the clothes that the man had changed into.
"My clothes?" the man asked when he saw them.
Li Wuhua hurriedly said, "The servants will help you wash them."
The man raised his head and looked at the lantern under the eaves. "Lend me the lantern."
Li Wuhua was puzzled. However, he still stood up and took the lantern.
The man took his clothes from the servants and walked down the stairs. Li Wuhua followed him with a puzzled expression.
In the courtyard, the man threw the clothes in his hands on the ground. Then, he stretched out his hand and asked for the lantern in Li Wuhua's hands. He took out the oil lamp inside and sprinkled the oil on the clothes along with the lamp.
Buzz! The flames rose and burned the clothes.
Li Wuhua was surprised. "What are you doing?"
"I won't be wearing white clothes in the future." The man squatted down and personally threw the scattered clothes into the center of the flames, burning his own clothes with his own hands.
Li Wuhua was suspicious. Did this person have mysophobia?
However, he saw the man's gaze. He stared calmly at the burning clothes. Under the illumination of the flames, he finally revealed a strange emotion. He seemed to be at a loss, reminiscing, and also seemed to be bidding farewell to the clothes. In short, his gaze was very complicated.
Very quickly, the man's gaze returned to normal. He stood up and returned the lantern to Li Wuhua.
The flames burned fiercely for a while, but soon weakened. The man resolutely turned around and left. Under the illumination of the gradually weakening flames, his back gradually disappeared into the darkness, and he did not look back …
In the dining room, the man did not want to be crowded, nor did he want servants to serve him. Only Li Wuhua sat with him.
Although he was repeatedly given the cold shoulder, Si Tuyao still did not change his ways. He still did not resent the Ghost Doctor at all. He still wanted to build a relationship with the Ghost Doctor. Unfortunately, the Ghost Doctor was still unwilling to pay attention to him. Si Tuyao's idea of accompanying him fell through again.
However, he could not lose his temper. It was not because he was afraid of this person, but because he was afraid of the Ghost Doctor behind him.
During the meal, Li Wuhua finally could not help but ask, "Currently, I still do not know Mister's great name. I wonder if you can tell me? Of course, I know that the Ghost Doctor never makes it public. If Mister does not want to make it public, just pretend that I did not ask. Today's treatment will also be strictly kept a secret and will not be leaked to outsiders. "
The chopsticks in the man's hand stopped. He silently chewed the food in his mouth. After slowly swallowing, he suddenly said, "I am different from my master. My master's name shakes the world, but he does not seek fame. I am still a greenhorn and still need fame. That way, there will be less trouble. "
Li Wuhua could be said to be blindly obedient. He nodded and said, "Mister is right."
The man said, "Wuxin."
Li Wuhua was stunned for a moment. He did not understand and asked, "What?"
"Wu, Xin, who has nothing …" The man pressed one hand on his heart. "My name."
"Oh!" Li Wuhua suddenly understood. "I understand. Mister's name is Wuxin." However, he was muttering in his heart. That sounded like a Buddhist name. Who would have such a name?
The man said, "Help me announce the treatment tomorrow."
"…" Li Wuhua was stunned again. He tried to ask, "Take the initiative to announce it?"
The man nodded and did not say anything. He lowered his head and moved his chopsticks, continuing to eat slowly …
Behind the table, Niu Youdao was sitting upright and writing with a charcoal pen on a piece of paper.
Guan Fangyi knocked on the door and entered. As she closed the door, she said, "You were right not to go up. He did not ask anyone to accompany him. Situ Yao was defeated again."
Niu Youdao laughed. "How are the mother and son?"
"They are indeed recovering. You don't say, any disciple of the Ghost Doctor can make the entire Ten Thousand Heavenly Caves blush with shame. Uh, you are drawing. Who are you drawing? " Guan Fangyi, who walked to the table, saw that he was drawing with charcoal pen again. She quickly lifted her skirt and went to Niu Youdao's side, looking as excited as a little girl.
"What's there to blush with shame about? I have my own specialization." Niu Youdao put away his charcoal pen and threw it away. He clapped his hands and leaned against the back of the chair.
Guan Fangyi took a closer look and saw that it was a portrait of a person. Wasn't it the Ghost Doctor's disciple? She reached out for the drawing paper and muttered, "Wuxin? Why did you draw him? "
"Wuxin?" Niu Youdao turned his head and looked at her.
Guan Fangyi explained, "Li Wuhua asked for his name. His name is Wuxin. Wuxin as in 'nothing' and 'heart' as in 'heart'."
"Wuxin … this name …" Niu Youdao muttered and pondered for a while.
"This person's behavior is a little strange. He said that he burned his own clothes and took the initiative to ask Li Wuhua to announce that he had detoxified the treatment …" Guan Fangyi rambled on and told him about the situation. It was Niu Youdao who asked her to pay attention to that person.
"He doesn't wear white clothes anymore …" Niu Youdao leaned against the back of the chair and rubbed his chin as he pondered. For a person like him, any abnormality could easily trigger his conditioned reflexes. This represented the radiation of his thinking.
"Usually, when I ask you to help me draw, you always procrastinate. You still haven't told me, why are you drawing him?" Guan Fangyi, who was holding the drawing paper, had a face full of dissatisfaction.
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