jdhmnovel Chapter 148 Envy Xue Li
Chapter 148 Envy Xue Li
Xue Ruanruan rode her adorable little donkey, leisurely strolling along the road. The donkey moved with light steps, its hooves making a crisp sound on the ground. Xue Ruanruan sat on the donkey's back, her body swaying gently with its movements, as if she were one with nature. Sunlight shone on her, illuminating her radiant smile and bright eyes. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, bringing a refreshing scent. She enjoyed this moment of tranquility and freedom, her heart filled with joy.
The capital had been blanketed in snow for three days and three nights, while in the Jiangnan water towns, the summer sun shone brightly, the sky was a deep, jewel-like blue, and white clouds drifted lazily by. However, this beautiful season brought an unexpected disaster—flooding.
Torrential rain poured down, causing the river to rise rapidly and flooding villages and farmland. People fled their homes in panic, seeking refuge in safe havens. Houses were destroyed by the flood, crops were ruined, and livestock had nowhere to escape.
The government acted swiftly, organizing rescue teams and providing supplies to the disaster-stricken areas. Fire brigades, armed police, and other forces joined the flood relief efforts, building dikes with sandbags and working tirelessly to protect people's lives and property.
People from all walks of life responded actively to the call, donating money and supplies to help the affected people overcome their difficulties. Volunteers spontaneously organized themselves to participate in rescue work, providing food and drinking water to those trapped.
In this battle against the floods, people have demonstrated unwavering resilience and unity. Despite facing immense difficulties, everyone firmly believes that as long as they work together, they can overcome the floods and rebuild their beautiful homes.
On a bright and sunny morning, sunlight streamed onto the glazed tiles of the imperial palace, refracting them into a kaleidoscope of colors. Within this magnificent palace, however, a conspiracy was quietly brewing.
The Regent sat in his study, his brow furrowed as he looked at the mountain of memorials piled on his desk. He pondered to himself, "The Jiangnan region is frequently plagued by floods, and the people are suffering greatly. I have allocated a large sum of money to help the victims, but why have I seen no results so far?" He decided to investigate the matter personally, and secretly dispatched a trusted confidant to Jiangnan.
After a long journey, the trusted aides finally arrived in the disaster-stricken area south of the Yangtze River. The scene before them shocked them—the victims were poorly clothed, starving, and homeless. The money that should have been used for disaster relief was nowhere to be found. The aides inquired everywhere and finally learned that this huge sum of money had been embezzled by local officials!
Upon learning the truth, the Regent was enraged and determined to severely punish these corrupt officials and restore justice to the people. He secretly summoned his loyal ministers to discuss countermeasures. After careful planning, they decided to utilize their connections and power within the court to gather evidence and expose this shocking conspiracy.
Just then, Murong Xun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. His face turned deathly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He clutched his chest tightly, trying to endure the pain, but found that his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Not good!" he cried out inwardly, knowing this was a sign that the Gu poison had suddenly taken effect. He quickly reached into his robes, trying to take out the medicine to suppress the Gu poison, but his hand wouldn't obey him, and he couldn't reach the medicine bottle no matter what he did.
Upon seeing this, the guards gathered around and asked with concern, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Murong Xun gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "I... my Gu poison has flared up... quickly get me some medicine..."
The guards dared not delay and immediately turned to find medicine. But at this moment, Murong Xun could no longer hold on; his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"Your Highness!" the guards exclaimed, hurriedly helping Murong Xun up in an attempt to keep him conscious. However, Murong Xun's consciousness was already fading; he could only barely open his eyes, looking at everything before him with a heart filled with despair and helplessness.
"Am I going to die like this? No... I can't die..." he cried out in his heart, trying to stay conscious, but the power of the poison was too strong, and he eventually fell into a coma.
Yan Xiao was extremely anxious seeing his master suddenly fall ill. He knew that a treatment needed to be found as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, he decided without hesitation to go to the General's Mansion to find the divine physician.
He ran, silently praying he would make it in time. People on the street were curious about his hurried figure, but he had no time to explain; his only thought was to find the divine healer as quickly as possible. Finally, he arrived at the general's mansion, panting heavily, and pounded on the door knocker.
After the gatekeeper opened the door, Yan Xiao urgently explained his purpose and requested to see the divine healer. The gatekeeper hesitated, but Yan Xiao's earnest attitude and description of his master's illness made him realize the urgency of the matter. After some negotiation, the gatekeeper finally agreed to take Yan Xiao to see the divine healer.
Yan Xiao followed the gatekeeper through the courtyard to a room. The gatekeeper gently knocked on the door, and a gentle voice came from inside: "Come in." Yan Xiao nervously pushed open the door and saw the divine physician. She was sitting at the table, intently studying a medical book.
Yan Xiao hurriedly explained her master's condition to the divine physician, her expression anxious. The divine physician frowned slightly upon hearing this, promising to do her best to treat him. She quickly packed her medicine kit and rushed with Yan Xiao to where her master was.
On the way, Yan Xiao gratefully said to the divine healer, "Thank you for being willing to help us." The divine healer smiled slightly and said, "A doctor's heart is benevolent; it is what I should do." Yan Xiao was filled with admiration, and at the same time, her determination to protect her master became even stronger.
They quickened their pace, hoping to reach their master as soon as possible and bring him hope.
Miss Xue, born into a family of doctors, developed a deep interest in medicine from a young age. Her family was renowned for its superb medical skills and noble medical ethics, but Miss Xue was not content with this; she longed to explore the mysteries of medicine more deeply. Thus, by chance, she met the legendary physician Ling Xuzi and was deeply captivated by his medical skills.
The legendary healer Ling Xuzi is one of the most outstanding physicians of his time. His medical skills have surpassed the limits of ordinary people, enabling him to cure all kinds of incurable diseases. His reputation has spread throughout the world, and countless people want to become his disciples to learn medicine. However, he is extremely selective, only accepting disciples who are talented, determined, and virtuous.
Upon learning that Lingxuzi was searching for a successor, Miss Xue did not hesitate to visit him, demonstrating her talent and determination. After a series of tests, Lingxuzi finally decided to accept Miss Xue as his disciple and impart all his knowledge to her.
From then on, Miss Xue followed Ling Xuzi on his travels, learning treatments for various difficult and complicated diseases. They traversed mountains and rivers, crossed deserts and grasslands, treated countless patients, and accumulated rich clinical experience. At the same time, through continuous reflection and practice, Miss Xue gradually formed her own unique medical philosophy.
Under Ling Xuzi's guidance, Miss Xue's medical skills improved daily, making her a highly respected physician. However, she did not become arrogant or complacent, but continued to delve into medical studies, hoping to save more lives. She deeply understood that the path of medicine is endless, and only through continuous effort can one make progress.
When the old lady heard that the Regent's personal guard had suddenly arrived at the manor, her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart. She knew that the guard's arrival must be related to the Regent, and that the Regent's every move could affect the fate of the entire family. She quickly ordered someone to invite the guard in and personally greeted him.
Yan Xiao said anxiously, "I need a treasure that can improve my cultivation and strength, but I don't know how to obtain it." His eyes revealed his desire and eagerness for power.
Upon learning that the divine healer had already set off for the frontier, the old lady pondered for a moment, a resolute glint in her eyes. "I know of a mysterious elixir, said to greatly enhance cultivation, but its formula has been lost for a long time. I've seen some related records in ancient books; perhaps I can find clues there." Hearing this, Yan Xiao's eyes flashed with hope. "Thank you, Madam! Please tell me how to find these ancient books." The old lady smiled and said, "The ancient books are stored in the family's secret chamber, accessible only through specific trials. The trials are extremely difficult, but if you succeed, you will not only obtain the ancient books but also the family's inherited power." Yan Xiao clenched his fist. "I will do my utmost and live up to Madam's expectations!" With that, he resolutely embarked on his journey to find the ancient books.
Yan Xiao could only leave in haste. After his departure, the old lady silently prayed that he would successfully pass the trial and obtain the ancient book he needed. Meanwhile, Miss Xue was also hurrying on her journey, anxious and impatient to reach the Regent's side immediately. She traveled tirelessly day and night, disregarding the hardships. Finally, she arrived at the Regent's residence. However, when she saw Murong Xun's weak state, her heart ached. She immediately began treatment, using her medical knowledge to do everything in her power to save his life. Time passed, and Murong Xun's condition gradually stabilized. Miss Xue breathed a sigh of relief, but she knew that Murong Xun would need some time to fully recover. During this time, she decided to stay at the residence and take meticulous care of his daily needs. Meanwhile, Yan Xiao persevered through the arduous trial. With his strong will and exceptional strength, he overcame numerous difficulties. Ultimately, he successfully found the ancient book and obtained the precious secret to enhancing his cultivation. Filled with joy and hope, Yan Xiao rushed back to the border town. He believed that the secret manual he brought back would surely help his master recover his health, enhance his strength, and jointly meet the challenges of the future.
Murong Xun was pale, clutching his chest, his body convulsing. Miss Xue quickly stepped forward, took out a pill, and fed it to him. After swallowing the pill, Murong Xun's expression gradually relaxed.
“His poison has been temporarily brought under control, but further treatment is still needed,” Miss Xue said, frowning.
Yan Xiao quickly asked, "Then what do we do next?"
Miss Xue thought for a moment: "I need some special herbs, could you please help me find them?"
Yan Xiao nodded and immediately turned to prepare. Soon, he returned with the herbs. Miss Xue crushed the herbs and applied them to Murong Xun's wound. Then, she used acupuncture to unblock Murong Xun's meridians. Murong Xun's breathing gradually became steady, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Yan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Murong Xun's complexion gradually return to normal. He knew that Murong Xun hadn't had a relapse in a long time, and this sudden attack had worried him greatly. He recalled Murong Xun's previous illness and felt a pang of sadness.
Murong Xun was his master and also his friend. He knew that Murong Xun's health had always been poor, but Murong Xun had always faced it with strength. He had always stayed by Murong Xun's side, helping him through many difficulties.
Yan Xiao watched as Murong Xun's breathing gradually stabilized, silently praying for his speedy recovery. He knew Murong Xun still had many things to do and many responsibilities to shoulder. He hoped Murong Xun could live each day healthily and realize his ideals and ambitions.
Yan Xiao suddenly remembered that the divine physician had given him a bottle of pills before. At that time, the divine physician told him that the pills were made by her using precious medicinal materials and had the effect of bringing the dead back to life.
Yan Xiao quickly took out a pill from his pocket, poured out one, and put it into his master's mouth. He watched his master anxiously, hoping the pill would work and save his master's life.
After a while, his master's complexion gradually regained its rosy hue, and his breathing became steady. Yan Xiao was overjoyed, knowing that the elixir had worked and his master's life had been saved.
He looked gratefully at the bottle of pills in his hand, thinking that the divine physician's medical skills were truly superb. This bottle of pills saved his master's life and also saved his own.
Murong Xun felt his body failing him; he knew his time was near. He breathed with difficulty, each breath feeling like a tug-of-war with death. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with exhaustion and helplessness.
His thoughts began to drift, recalling fragments of the past. He thought of his family, friends, and loved ones, their faces appearing one by one in his mind. He remembered his former dreams and pursuits, those goals that once ignited his passion now seeming unattainable.
He felt his life slipping away, his body growing colder and colder. He tried to raise his hand, as if to grasp something, but his hand fell limply to his side. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately no sound came out.
Murong Xun's consciousness gradually faded, and his world descended into darkness. His life came to an end at this moment; he left this world, leaving behind endless regrets and longing.
Yan Xiao ran out of the mansion quickly; he was going to chase after the divine physician.
His steps were light and swift, like a gust of wind. His gaze was firm and focused, fixed on the direction the divine healer had gone. His heart pounded rapidly, as if it would burst from his chest. His breathing was rapid and heavy, as if he were chasing an important goal.