Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 619: The Drug Dealer Arrives
Pei Ye looked at the closing light curtain for a while, sighed softly, and lay on the pillow in a daze.

He was thinking about the Princess Jinyang who had just left. When he first met her, she was wearing a striking red dress and a hard golden face. She stood out from the crowd, like a bright fire in this cold and lonely palace.

But bright colors don’t necessarily just represent confidence and provocation, sometimes they can also represent defense, just like the cold gold face.

The color of fire can warm the body and remind others from a distance not to get close, so she grew up so alone in this palace without even a maid.

Li Youlong couldn't save Meng'er's leg. At the same age, she certainly knew that she could not be responsible for the life of anyone in this hall.

Pei Ye turned to Xu Chuo again, thinking of her calm expression when she talked about those strategic matters, and then turned to her hidden moments in front of others, such as her excited clapping of hands when drinking and playing pot-throwing in the small building, her jumping steps with her hands behind her back in the cold night when they finished eating beef bones together, and her quarrels with three children in the snowy forest when they were commemorating their good friend...

He couldn't help wanting to laugh when he thought of this, but he still sighed softly with the corners of his mouth curled up. He lowered his eyes and saw the black cat stepping on his chest, then stepping on his face and forehead with its feet, then leaping out the candle, and lying down beside the pillow.

Pei Ye frowned and squinted: "What are you doing?"

"You just smiled like an adult." The black cat smiled quietly in the darkness with a pair of green eyes.

"What do you mean?" Pei Ye slid down and lifted the quilt to his shoulders. When the lights went out, his voice became lighter.

"It's that kind of helpless smiling expression. It's so strange that I can't help but step on it." The black cat said calmly.

Pei Ye was silent for a while, then suddenly turned over, pressed the kitten under him, and rubbed it ten times.

……

When I woke up the next day and opened my eyes, I saw a cold face with slightly messy hair in front of my bed.

Pei Ye was silent for a while, closed his eyes and opened them again, but the face still did not disappear.

"You're here so early." Pei Ye sighed softly.

"I'm afraid you might die." Qu Xin lowered his head and wrote the medicine formula. A small table with various medicines on it had been set up beside the bed, and a large curtain surrounded the entire bed.

"No, you've treated me a few times, and I understand a little bit now. I can heal broken tendons and bones, cuts and lacerations, without leaving any root of the disease. If it was really that serious, I would have asked you to come in overnight."

"One shoulder bone is broken and the tendons are in disarray. The other shoulder bone is cracked. The bones and blood in the right arm are scattered. The elbow and wrist are injured. Two ribs are broken. The internal organs are injured and bleeding. There are nine bloody wounds on the body. All of them have been healed with true qi." Qu Xin nodded calmly. "It's indeed not bad. According to the experience of the previous few times, if you are released in this state, you can still fight for another hundred rounds."

"Then why were you in such a hurry to strip me naked before I woke up?"

“Because I’m busy too.”

Pei Ye looked at her silently, his hands reaching down to press down on the only pair of shorts around his waist.

Qu Xin said lazily without raising his eyes: "There is no injury there, I won't take it off."

Pei Ye didn't move or say anything. This was just the sense of security he gave himself.

"I've also given you this month's [Great Yuan Needle]. I'll comb your wounds for you later, and then you can take this [Shengya Pill] and it will be fine." Qu Xin said, "Golden Mask said that you have to work hard these days and have no time to rest. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to spend so much money."

Pei Ye immediately became alert and raised his hand to block her from taking the thin blade: "Don't do it first, how much will it cost?"

"I can only use the Great Yuan Needle once a month. I told you in Kongtong that I won't sell it. I'll use it when I think it's necessary. But if I use it, it'll cost one hundred taels each time." Qu Xin stepped around his hand and took off the thin blade. "The Sprout Pill is cheaper but not often sold. I'll take it. Each one costs eighty taels."

"..."

"But don't worry," Qu Xin said quickly, "Golden Mask has already paid the silver."

Pei Yun lowered his voice and glared at her: "Didn't Piao Qing already pay you seventy taels in advance? Why are you still asking for money?"

"You forgot again, that's life-saving money." Qu Xin said seriously, "Didn't you say it yourself, your life is not in danger this time?"

"..."

"Don't worry, I paid twenty-three taels. When I saved your life, I only used twenty-three taels of medical skills, not such expensive things."

Qu Xin burned the thin blade clean with fire, pressed a few acupuncture points around the wound, blocked his senses, put on a mask, put on gloves, and gently cut open the broken bone.

This time he didn't faint. Pei Ye leaned forward and watched her cut her skin. Sometimes she pinched a few broken bones and frowned to compare and piece them together. Sometimes she reached into her stomach and rubbed and felt for her internal organs. Then she came out with a small arm of blood...

Pei Ye now roughly understood why Qu Xin liked to operate on him. Obviously, for this strong body, the damage caused by this kind of butcher's knife technique can really be restored to its original state after a night's sleep. The doctor can let go and do it without worrying about the patient's fragility. It is simply the best platform to freely display his skills. In addition, he always faces various rare enemies, leaving many rare injuries, and he is a rare patient in the eyes of this kind of person who is extremely good at medicine...

Qu Xin, with her mouth and nose covered, glanced at him sideways and gently lifted the tendons she was pinching. Pei Ye's hand pulled back suddenly, and the whole person stood up and leaned towards her.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just try to see if your tendon is intact." Qu Xin's eyes showed some satisfaction, and he played with the tendon with his fingers for a few times, "It's round and clean, tender and strong. I really want to pull it out and take a look."

"...When I fainted a few times before, you also said such terrible things to yourself."

"No, I'm asking for your consent by hinting."

"How could I agree to that?"

"I'll push it back for you." Qu Xin sighed and connected the two tendons with ointment. "You do have a unique bone vein. Even if you don't practice, you're a good candidate for martial arts. The tendons of ordinary people are two inches shorter than yours. You can tie a knot with this feeling."

“Is this also a hint?”

"is it not OK."

"No."

After a moment of silence, Qu Xin said calmly, "In fact, I am now confident that I can transform a person's body to be more useful, by cutting some tendons and veins, grinding some bones... Pei Ye, you know, not everything that is born is the best."

"no."

So Qu Xin stopped talking completely, lowered his head and silently repaired each of his wounds. Pei Ye knew that this man would not talk about any real small talk, and all the seemingly normal conversations were for her secret purpose.

Sometimes the purpose was medical skills, sometimes the purpose was money, and sometimes the purpose was to mock him.

Bone setting, tendon repair, and pulse combing, the delicate work took up the whole morning. Qu Xin finally took off his gloves and mask, washed the knives, and wiped the blood off his body with a wine towel. After everything was ready, he took out a pen and a small notebook from his bag and started to work on Pei Ye. "...What are you doing?"

"Don't move." Qu Xin lowered his head and said in a calm voice, occasionally looking up at him.

Another great advantage of Pei Ye was that he could always be a good patient, so he lay quietly on his back looking at the beams. After a quarter of an hour, Qu Xin closed the notebook with a "snap", and then he stood up with his elbows.

This was a step that had not been done in the previous times, but seeing that Qu Xin had no intention of explaining it to him, he was too lazy to ask again. He sat up and put on his clothes. When he was buttoning up, the girl had already put away her things. She turned around and said, "Let's go. Isn't there something else? She said she wanted to see a crazy patient."

"You are talking about Guo You. You need to take a look at him, but he is probably not crazy, but his mental state is damaged." Pei Ye lowered his head and put on his shoes.

"Madness will lead to confusion of mind." Qu Xin glanced at him and said, "You are not a medical student, so stop expressing your opinions."

"...I just like to talk." Pei Ye rolled his eyes and stood up.

The two of them lifted the curtain, and Pei Ye raised his head and smiled, "You really have always had this habit. You always wear a circle of gauze when you go out for medical consultations."

"Patient privacy is written in the Medical Ethics, and the golden mask was in the temple when I stripped you, so I think it is necessary to put it on."

Pei Ye then remembered Qu Xin's words "be careful of people who come in without knocking" when he walked into Miss Ming's clinic in Kongtong. He thought it was cold talk at the time, but now he felt comforted.

He laughed and said, "You keep giving me random nicknames, like the Golden Mask. I am Princess Jinyang, my boss's boss."

"I don't recognize faces very well, so I've been calling people this since I was a kid." Qu Xin said calmly, "Besides, this princess doesn't have a face to begin with."

"But she still came in after the fence was put on," she added.

"?"

"Because she said this is her territory." Qu Xin said, "and she gave three hundred taels for the medicine."

"…Haven't you read Medical Ethics?"

"Yes, I have always been in the lower level of Medical Ethics." Qu Xin said, "I don't know why I can't get promoted."

"..."

"We were talking about something, about Taishan Yaolu sending doctors to the palace." Qu Xin glanced at him calmly, "Don't always think your body is so valuable. No one except me treats your tattered body of more than 100 kilograms as a treasure."

"?"

She said this very naturally, but also very strangely. Pei Ye frowned warily and looked at her twice, but couldn't see any clues.

Pei Ye walked out of his palace. The sun was already high in the sky. Zhujing Palace was as quiet as ever, but there was a beautiful red shadow in the courtyard. Li Xizhou was standing in front of a plum tree in a daze. He turned around when he saw them come out.

"Dr. Qu is indeed worthy of his reputation. He looks like he is back to normal now."

"If it is really necessary, it will take at least three days." Qu Xin stopped and bowed politely, "I am grateful for your trust, Your Highness."

"I have only heard of the great name of the little miracle doctor before, but I got to see him in person today. If we have any contact in the future, we can work together." Li Xizhou said with a smile.

The side hall where Guo You was housed was just opposite. The two men said goodbye to the woman in the courtyard and entered the hall door on the other side.

The hall had not been cleaned up yet, with only two lamps that had been moved in being on.

"Try to help this golden mask princess as much as possible in the future." Qu Xin said in a low voice.

"what?"

"She is rich." The girl said concisely, "and much richer than Li Piaoqing."

Pei Ye was too lazy to pay attention to her. He stepped through the second palace door and saw Guo You's familiar figure.

With pale hair, huddled body and worn-out clothes, she was only wearing a warm coat. A tall woman was busy walking around, boiling water and preparing cloth. It was Li Xianfang.

Pei Ye followed Qu Xin to Guo You. The old man was still sitting there in a daze and silence. His eyes were not blind, but he seemed to be unable to see anything.

"Have you ever tested his state of mind?" Qu Xin looked at those eyes for a while, knelt in front of Guo You, lowered his head and opened his box.

"Well, I used a mind command to send it into his mind and asked him about the assassination in Mingyue Palace. He reacted strongly and said something." Pei Ye said, "But after that, it was like this again. He didn't react to anything I said. I still have some things I want to ask him, but if I only use that kind of mind technique, firstly, I'm worried that his mind can't bear the burden and he might collapse as soon as I ask; secondly, if I ask him that way, his words sometimes don't make sense. So please take a look. If it really doesn't work, I'll use that method again."

Qu Xin raised his eyes and took a look: "This is a Xuanmen Tuanshen."

"Yes." Pei Ye also squatted down beside her, "So I also want you to take a look at the reason why he went crazy and whether he was harmed by someone."

"Hold his hand and don't let him hit me." Qu Xin took out a transparent paste from the box and applied it on his hands.

"He doesn't hit people." Pei Ye sighed lightly and held the old man's hand as he was told.

Qu Xin placed his hands on both sides of Guo You's head. The cold feeling seemed to make him a little dazed. He raised his head slightly, but did not resist.

"There is no damage to the head. It is not caused by external injuries." Qu Xin put down his hand. "Generally speaking, if a master's vital point is pressed by a stranger, he will be subconsciously enraged and fight back. His reaction probably means two things. One is that he has a very gentle personality and is not used to using force when he is not crazy. The other is that his consciousness is trapped in a world of his own making and he is very insensitive to external stimuli."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, and since he got both correct answers, he couldn't help but give the girl a thumbs up.

"You said he was harmed by someone, but I don't think so." Qu Xin looked into the old man's eyes and continued, "I have seen some injuries caused by mind magic. The injured are often stupid or have disabilities, but he is more like being trapped in some kind of memory or dream that he has, wrapping himself up and isolating himself from the outside world... This is actually like a collapse and escape after being stimulated by something unbearable from the outside world."

"...Can the Grandmaster be so fragile?"

"Even if you reach the Heavenly Tower, your mind is not perfect." Qu Xin said, "The mind of a master is often strong, which comes from the experience of cultivation. But if you don't practice mind skills, your mind is still most affected by the past, personality, and emotions. But when all of these explode in the same place, it is enough to cause trauma."

"Well, can you cure it?"

"I have learned the medical skills to treat this disease. It's just that it's been too long, and his 'dream' has probably solidified into reality. Pulling him out would probably be an irreversible tear." Qu Xin pinched his chin slightly, "But it can be cured, because I'm Xiao Yaojun."

(End of this chapter)