A Shocking Dream

Chapter 204

Last night, Lin Wunian had fed the girl the thick, fragrant, glossy black concoction, carefully and tenderly, as if holding the most fragile treasure in the world. As the medicine entered her throat, the girl's brow furrowed slightly, and Lin Wunian soothed her softly until the medicine's effects, like a warm current flowing through her body, gradually relaxed her tense body and she fell into a deep sleep.

The girl, perhaps exhausted by the day's pain and travels, and the soothing effects of Lin Wunian's newly prepared herbal remedies had quietly faded, fell into a deep sleep. Her brow relaxed, her face serene, as if enveloped in a gentle moonlight. She no longer had the pained frown and sleepless tossing she'd worn when she first arrived at the doctor's ward. Lin Wunian quietly approached the bed, her sleeves brushing gently, not startling her at all. She reached out and gently placed a hand on the girl's wrist, holding her breath and carefully checking her pulse.

The pulse beneath his fingers was steady and powerful, like a stream breaking through the ice on a spring day. Though still slow, it flowed with a firm and orderly flow. Compared to the weak, sporadic flow of yesterday, it was a significant improvement. Lin Wunian breathed a sigh of relief, his frown quietly loosening, and a smile of relief spread from his eyes.

Wanwan walked in with breakfast and saw Lin Wunian concentrating on taking her pulse. She quickly fell silent, blinking her lively eyes as she watched. After Lin Wunian withdrew, she whispered, "Sister Lin, is she all right?" Lin Wunian smiled faintly and nodded, "She's safe. Her breathing is much more stable. With a little more recuperation, she'll be able to get out of bed and walk around. Her recovery is just around the corner."

The girl seemed to sense something, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Lin Wunian's gentle smile, and then she felt the pain in her body suddenly subsided. Her eyes were full of surprise and gratitude: "Thank you for saving my life, sister. Last night I felt like I was in a warm cloud, my whole body was light and comfortable, and I haven't slept so soundly in a long time." Although her voice was still weak, it revealed a new vitality.

Lin Wunian raised her hand slightly and carefully tucked the corner of the quilt around the girl's neck. Her movements were gentle and skillful, as if this one tuck could bring all the peace and health to the girl.

She leaned forward slightly, her eyes soft as water, and spoke softly, "You are blessed with great fortune, having survived such a dangerous situation. From now on, do not worry about anything else, just rest and recuperate here. Although this medical hut is simple and unadorned, without any luxurious decorations, it has always been a place of protection for the suffering and protection of the well-being. When you are completely healthy and well, you will look out upon the vast and boundless world of Jianghu, a place where you can freely roam and shine."

The girl's eyes moistened slightly as she tried to stand up to thank him, but Lin Wunian gently held her shoulder. "Don't move. Taking care of yourself is the most important thing right now," Lin Wunian said. He stood up, straightened his wrinkled sleeves, and turned to walk out the door.

The morning light was now filtering through the mottled shadows of the trees, casting its light onto the small courtyard in front of the doctor's house. A few simple yet exquisite breakfasts were placed on the stone table, steaming hot and curling up in the refreshing morning breeze.

Lin Wunian has always upheld the principle of "three meals a day are essential." In her view, diet and daily routines are not only the foundation of health care, but also the basis for cherishing life. Whether the night before was spent poring over medical texts or busy treating the wounded, a warm breakfast at dawn always provides energy for the new day.

She walked over to the table and raised her hand to call out to Kankan: "Come quickly! You need to eat your fill before you can get back to work." Kankan came bounding over, grabbed a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling incoherently: "Sister Lin, this porridge looks delicious today. You must have made it early in the morning."

Lin Wunian smiled and tapped her head: "You are the only one who is greedy. Eat slowly and don't choke." As he said that, he served the girl a bowl of steaming medicinal porridge, blew it cool carefully, and turned to look towards the house, his eyes full of concern and confidence, as if he had already seen the girl roaming freely in the world after recovering.

During the meal, birds occasionally alighted on branches, chirping, as if hoping to share in the tranquility. Lin Wunian would often glance into the infirmary, silently calculating the subsequent prescriptions. After the two of them finished eating, they would have to go to the mountains to collect more fresh herbs. The afternoon sunlight was perfect, which was the perfect time to change the girl's dressings and give her a massage. Every little detail, every trivial daily act, was a testament to her devoted protection of medicine and life.

The morning light filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting a fine golden glow, like a dreamy veil lightly shrouding the small courtyard of the medical hut. Lin Wunian put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked up at Kankan, his expression solemn yet gentle: "After you finish eating, go talk to that girl. She's probably still feeling a bit upset and needs some comfort. From now on, I'll leave her in your care. Lu Yao and I have something important to take care of." Kankan swallowed her food, nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and patted her chest to assure her: "Don't worry, sister, I will take good care of her and make sure she's happy!"

Lin Wunian smiled, picked up a reserved breakfast, and walked lightly towards Lu Yao's room. The door was ajar, and she pushed it open gently, entering. The room was quiet, broken only by Lu Yao's occasional mumbling in her sleep. She must have been troubled by many things last night, and now she finally got a chance to catch up on some sleep. Lin Wunian moved quietly and approached the bed.

Lu Yao's brow furrowed, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, as if trapped in a nagging nightmare. Lin Wunian sighed softly, quietly placing the plate on the table. Then, she slowly sat down beside the bed, raising her hand to gently touch Lu Yao's brow, gently applying force to loosen the knot. Her voice, soft as a dream, she murmured, "Lu Yao, don't panic. It's all over. I'm here for you." As if by telepathy, Lu Yao's brows relaxed, and her breathing steadied a little.

After a while, Lu Yao slowly woke up and saw Lin Wunian. Her eyes instantly cleared up and she wanted to get up anxiously: "Miss Lin, has the girl's condition changed?" Lin Wunian smiled and held her down, handing her the bowl and chopsticks: "Don't worry, she's much better now. But you, look so haggard, eat breakfast first."

Lu Yao took it and felt a little relieved. Then she felt hungry again. She asked as she ate, "Sister Lin, is the place we're going to collect herbs in dangerous?" Lin Wunian looked out the window at the rising sun with a determined look. "The road to the martial arts world is always dangerous. As a doctor, I have a duty to seek good medicine to save lives. Even if the road is full of thorns, I have to brave it."

After Lu Yao hurriedly finished her last mouthful of porridge and wiped her sleeve, her expression instantly solemn. She glanced around the quiet little room, confirming that no one was around. Then she quickly walked to the bedside cabinet, rummaged in a hidden corner, and pulled out an old, tightly wrapped notebook. She solemnly handed it to Lin Wunian, her voice trembling with nervousness. "Sister Lin, this is the evidence of Xie Yuan's guilt that I risked my life to retrieve yesterday. The Xie family may seem prosperous and glamorous, but they're actually hiding a lot of dirty deeds, all recorded in this notebook."