Chapter 39

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How can it be you two?!

Wu Dong left the Mo residence early on, and except for that time two days ago, when she suddenly appeared to blab about the whereabouts of the Ghost Doctor, no news was heard again. Now, to everyone’s surprise, she showed up here, moreover, she came as a patient who’s seeking to treat her illness.

Yu Qingluo narrowed her eyes. This Wu Dong was a doctor herself, and the QiongShan’s old doctor apprentice at that. Being as arrogant as she is, how would she be willing to let another person take a look at her own wounds?

It was probably because she saw the unusual expression in Yu Qingluo’s face that Jin Liuli extended a hand to Wu Dong to take a seat. Next, she (JLL) swiftly moved near the other’s (YQL) ears and in a soft voice, she related everything that went on just now in front of the small arched door.

Yu Qingluo nodded her head, looking at Wu Dong’s right-hand pinky. The wound had already been taken care of and was properly wrapped by a thick gauze. But, even so, it was quite obvious that her hand was short of a finger.

It hadn’t even been over two days since she last saw her but unexpectedly Wu Dong’s hands had been injured by someone. And everything pointed to the other party being the fierce and merciless sort.

Yu Qingluo pursed her lips, once again turning her head to look at Ye Xiudu. Apparently, he had also noticed Wu Dong’s hand and already understood what was going on before resuming his “I don’t feel like bothering about anything right now” attitude.

Yu Qingluo gave him a fierce stare, then whispered some instructions back to Jin Liuli. After the latter left the room, she extended a hand and put her fingers over Wu Dong’s wrist to take her pulse.

Wu Dong’s vision was shrouded in darkness, she couldn’t see a thing ahead. With the exception of her own breathing sounds, the entire room was completely silent. She felt exceptionally nervous when recalled of the repeated warnings and directions she received from the woman who cut her finger off. She once again felt a chill spreading through her entire body causing her to shiver all over.

When the fingers that covered her wrists were taken back, Wu Dong immediately raised her head nervously and asked “Ex-excuse me, how is my hand?”

Yu Qingluo didn’t open her mouth, only coldly stared at the woman in front of her. Then proceeded to cut the gauze wrapping Wu Dong’s hand. The next moment, the cold smile dancing in her lips deepened.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected, the segment where the finger had been cut from was abnormally inflamed and swollen, the entire wound seemed to have started suppurating. However, it wasn’t to the point that it was a serious problem. Although, from the looks of it, the wound was handled improperly and that’s why there were signs of infection, Yu Qingluo understood it clearly. It was Wu Dong that handled it herself and tried to meticulously care for it.

Ye Xiudu, without Yu Qingluo noticing, once again stood behind her just as she was taking a look at Wu Dong’s wound. He also had a cold smile on his lips.

Not hearing any response, Wu Dong became even more nervous, fearing that her trick had been seen through by the Ghost Doctor.

But she was also being forced to participate in it. That woman threatened her, if she didn’t go along with her demands, losing a single finger would be the least of her worries since next she’d be set on losing her life instead. She had already experienced her viciousness, so how would she dare to have a sliver of doubt about the truthfulness behind her words? She wouldn’t dare take her threats lightly.

That woman wasn’t easily shaken. She clearly knew who her teacher was but still didn’t give a damn about it.

So she had no other choice but to listen to her orders and handle this matter for her so she’d have an opportunity to leave.

“Doctor, speak some words. Has my hand been crippled? It has, hasn’t it?”

Yu Qingluo shrugged her shoulders, giving her a glance filled with aversion towards the red and swollen spot where her finger was cut and didn’t answer her question. She straightened her body and raised a brow to look at Ye Xiudu to ask him instead, with a smile: “How should this be handled?”

Wu Dong could be considered a former subordinate of his.

Ye Xiudu sat on the chair, speechless, like this had nothing to do with him and so he was unwilling to meddle.

Wu Dong’s head went blank, her brows slowly twisting into a frown. How could she have the impression that she had heard this woman’s voice somewhere before? Furthermore, the voice she heard just now appeared to be the… Ghost Doctor’s? Or maybe his servant?

“Miss, what did you say just now?” She wanted to confirm it once again, to check if she didn’t hear it wrong.

Yu Qingluo didn’t have leisure time to solve her doubts, so she directly moved towards Ye Xiudu and kicked his calf, leaving a footprint on his clothes, and angrily said: “How should this be handled?” She didn’t want to clean this mess up for him.

Wu Dong’s body shrank. She did dare assume that this voice was really familiar. She indeed had heard it somewhere else.

‘B-but…’ She couldn’t remember where. She wasn’t able to point out for sure who the owner of the voice was. She also couldn’t understand what the hell the other person’s words meant.

Wu Dong shook her head, growing restless as she became eager to take off the blindfold from her eyes so she could see who in the world was standing in front of her.

But this was not a good idea. If she acted impulsively and wrecked that woman’s plans then she would certainly not be spared… her trifling life.

“Doctor, doctor, my hand has gone bad, hasn’t it? Will I be unable to do anything in the future? Doctor, I beg you to save me, I am an embroiderer and my hands are my lifeline. I beg you, aren’t you the famous Ghost Doctor? You must certainly have a way, I beg you.”

As Wu Dong spoke, she had already dropped on her knees, hitting her head with a ‘thud’ as she prostrated in a kowtow[1].

“Doctor, you have a Buddha’s heart. So, I beg of you. If my hands become crippled I won’t be able to make a living anymore.” She spilt word after word before breaking into tears.

Wu Dong understood her hand’s condition clearly, the medicine she used beforehand was one she had gotten from her teacher’s hands. Even if this was the acclaimed Ghost Doctor, he still wouldn’t be able to heal the wound in her hand in a short period of time. He would spend at least half a day to finish the treatment.

That woman said that the Ghost Doctor had promised to examine 50 patients today, so he’d have to choose to treat Wu Dong’s injury at another separate time. This way, she would create an opportunity for them…

So, what she aimed for right now, was for the Ghost Doctor to agree to her request for an individual treatment at another moment, sparring no cost.

Yu Qingluo couldn’t help but shaking her head when she heard the ‘thuds’ from each time Wu Dong’s head hit the floor as she begged. Only true masochists could harm themselves in such a way, eh.

Although the sounds of this kowtow were quite pleasant to the ears, however… these crying sounds were quite jarring.

“Enough, I didn’t talk to you. So, shut up.” Even Nannan didn’t cry this uglily.

Wu Dong was frozen by her scolding and ceased her movements at once, not daring to cry anymore.

Yu Qingluo let out a breath from her stifled heart. Continuing to stare at Ye Xiudu she asked: “You don’t want to deal with it? Then no matter how I handle her right now, you’ll also not care, right?”

Ye Xiudu finally curled his lips (in a smile) and slowly opened his mouth to answer: “Yes, I won’t interfere.”

‘Boom’, Wu Dong felt all the blood in her body beginning to boil and her pupils contracted. Before she only had thought that the feminine voice was somewhat similar to someone she met before but Ye Xiudu’s unique deep voice had long been seared deeply in her mind.

‘Th-that wasn’t a mistake. That was the Lord! This voice, it was the Lord’s.’

Wu Dong no longer cared about that woman’s threat. She took the blindfold at once and raised her head to stare at the two people in front of her.

In sequence, she drew a cold breath of air, speaking: “H-how can it be the two of you? Why are you here?”

Yu Qingluo raised her brows, her heart was filled with malice so she had a very unkind smile on her face as she answered her: “I am the Ghost Doctor. So why can I not be here? As for him… wasn’t it you who made a special report to him so as to make him come here to have his wounds be examined by the Ghost Doctor?”

Translated by C, The Apostle of Coffee

Edited by NoveLeo, Life is a Drama

Translator’s Notes

[1] For those who are beginners to Asian terms, a kowtow is a type of prostration, like this -> https://www.teclasap.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/kowtow-1.jpg