Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

On the ninth day after Ye Chen's injuries began to heal, he was able to spar with the ghost servant in the courtyard.

Although my movements are still not very nimble, and I occasionally grit my teeth when I touch a deeper wound, it's still so much better than lying in bed like a dead fish.

The ghost servant told Ye Chen not to show off, but he didn't hold back. He wielded the iron ruler with great force, forcing Ye Chen to loosen up every single one of his wounds.

Ye Chen was driven to desperation, cursing under his breath, but his steps became more and more steady. Even Ayiguli put down the knife in her hand and leaned against the door, watching intently.

When Jiang Ruoxi returned from the company and saw this scene, she frowned but didn't say anything.

She was already used to Ye Chen's behavior; getting him to lie still was harder than getting Da Huang to stop chasing rabbits.

She handed the groceries she had just bought from the market to the aunt, went to sit down in the yard, and opened a letter to read.

The letter was sent from the provincial capital, in Old Master Qiao's handwriting. The matter was not complicated: the Qiao family, in conjunction with several major merchants, had cut off most of Blackwater's business chain in the provincial capital; Qin Wuyi had temporarily disappeared; and there were rumors that he had left the provincial capital and headed south.

Ye Chen stopped his attack, walked over, took the letter from Jiang Ruoxi, glanced at it, and sneered, "Qin Wuyi ran away? That's not like him. He's probably hiding in the shadows waiting for me to recover before making his move. That guy is very cunning; he always chooses to attack when people are relaxed."

Jiang Ruoxi folded the letter and said, "Whether he ran away or not, your priority now is to recover from your injuries. Don't spend all your time thinking about looking for him. If he really comes, Uncle Gui and Guli will naturally hold him off. It's not your turn to be a half-crippled person rushing to the front."

Just as Ye Chen was about to retort, Ayiguli walked over from the door and added indifferently, "President Jiang is right. In your current state, you can't even beat me. Going there would just be suicide."

Ye Chen opened his mouth, but was rendered speechless by the two women's combined barrage of insults, and could only slink back to the recliner.

Just then, a very light footstep sound came from the mountain path outside the courtyard gate.

The ghost servant's ears twitched, and he sprang up from the stone bench as if by reflex, staring at the courtyard gate with eyes as sharp as knives.

Ye Chen was taken aback at first, then as if sensing something, he slowly sat up straight from the recliner.

The footsteps were extremely light and steady, carrying a cool yet familiar feeling.

Seeing their reaction, Jiang Ruoxi also became nervous and subconsciously took a step closer to Ye Chen.

Aygul's hand was already on the hilt of the knife, and the blade made a slight clanging sound in the sheath.

"Don't be nervous." Ye Chen suddenly smiled, a relaxed and confident smile, and shouted towards the courtyard gate.

"Master, you didn't even tell me you were coming down the mountain. You didn't even disturb a stray dog ​​on your way to the gate. Are you here to check up on me?"

The courtyard gate was gently pushed open from the outside, and a tall, slender figure stood in the twilight.

Su Qinghan was still wearing the same light blue cloth shirt, her hair was tied back, and she wore a pair of black cloth shoes covered in mountain mud.

She carried a bamboo medicine box in her hand, her face calm and composed. Her gaze swept around the courtyard before finally landing on Ye Chen. She looked at his body covered in bandages and gauze, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"He's injured like this, yet he can still laugh. It seems he won't die." Su Qinghan stepped into the courtyard, put the medicine box on the stone table, walked up to Ye Chen, and reached out to grab his wrist.

Her fingertips were icy cold, as if they had been soaked in a mountain spring.

After taking his pulse for a while and then lifting his collar to examine the wound, he snorted softly, "The internal injuries are almost healed, but your vital energy has not yet recovered. The external injuries look frightening, but they didn't hit any vital organs. You're lucky to be alive."

Jiang Ruoxi stood ramrod straight from the moment Su Qinghan entered, her hands clasped in front of her, and respectfully greeted him, "Master Su."

Su Qinghan turned to look at her, her expression gentler than when they were in the mountains last time. She nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for taking care of this unreliable fellow these past few days. Did he take the medicine I sent him?"

Jiang Ruoxi quickly replied, "I ate them all, three meals a day, without missing a single one. I just kept trying to sneak some spicy snacks, but I hid them from me."

Ye Chen panicked: "Wife, why do you say everything!" Su Qinghan sneered, took out a bamboo ruler from the medicine box, and slapped Ye Chen on the back.

The blow, neither too light nor too heavy, landed right next to a wound, causing him to howl in pain and spring up from the recliner.

Su Qinghan remained unfazed: "It's one thing to steal food, but to make President Jiang worry about it? When has my disciple ever been so useless?"

Ye Chen rubbed his back, muttering with a wronged expression, "I was just saying that casually, I really didn't sneak any food that many times..."

The ghost servant stood aside, relaxed his body again, and cupped his hands in greeting to Su Qinghan: "Valley Master Su."

Su Qinghan returned the greeting, her gaze lingering on the ghost servant's face for a moment before she said, "Mr. Ghost, you look better. Have your old injuries healed?"

The ghost servant nodded: "Thanks to Ye Chen, after taking the medicine and getting the injection, he's better than before."

Aygul remained silent.

She was different from everyone else present. She grew up in the Western Regions and had hardly ever interacted with anyone from Medicine King Valley except for Su Youdao.

She both respected and feared this woman who only existed in her adoptive father's words.

Su Qinghan seemed to notice her gaze, turned to look at her, and said, "You're Youdao's adopted daughter?"

Aygul stepped forward and bowed slightly: "It's me."

Su Qinghan stared at her for a long while, her gaze seemingly frozen in a thin layer of ice, yet beneath that ice flowed an unseen warmth.

She suddenly reached out and gently patted Ayiguli's shoulder: "Your adoptive father is my junior brother. He taught you and raised you, so naturally he passed on all his skills to you. Since you recognize him as your father, you are also a member of my Medicine King Valley. You don't need to be a stranger in the future, just call me Aunt."

Aygul's lips moved slightly, as if she was unaccustomed to such tenderness.

Jiang Ruoxi walked over at the right moment and said with a smile, "I'll make a few more dishes for dinner. It's rare for Master Su to come down the mountain, so why don't you stay here tonight? There's a guest room next to my room, and the bedding is all ready and aired out."

Su Qinghan glanced at her, did not refuse, and simply nodded slightly.

Dinner was a lively and enjoyable affair.

Su Qinghan ate very slowly, taking only a little bit of each dish, but she added half a bowl of rice to both the stir-fried yam made by Jiang Ruoxi and the wild vegetables salad made by Guipu.

During the meal, the people chatted about things in and out of the mountains, and occasionally the topic of Blackwater came up.

Every time Su Qinghan heard a crucial point, she would put down her chopsticks and listen to Ye Chen finish speaking before slowly adding her own judgment.

She didn't speak much, but every word she uttered hit the nail on the head, captivating even Jiang Ruoxi.

After the meal, Su Qinghan called Ye Chen to the courtyard, and the two sat on stone benches, one on each side.

"Master, I have experienced Qin Wuyi's swordsmanship. It is fast, ruthless, and accurate. If I hadn't still retained some of the Dragon Heart Power, I wouldn't have been able to hold out until I could break his sword moves that night. He is more dangerous than Wei Qing."

Su Qinghan looked at him calmly: "The successor of the You Si Sword is of course in danger."

But you must know that no matter how fast a sword is, it can't outrun a heart that has already seen through it.

The reason you found his breathing weakness that day was because you were calm enough.

The power of the dragon's heart is not something that can be activated by brute force; it requires you to comprehend it through medical principles.

Qin Wuyi said that the Dragon Heart Copper Lamp chose you, but you still can't bear it because you are still afraid.

You were afraid you couldn't protect Jiang Ruoxi, afraid you would die too soon, and afraid the burden of Medicine King Valley would fall entirely on your shoulders.

The more you fear, the less that force will obey you.

Ye Chen was silent for a moment, then looked up at her: "Master, were you afraid back then too?"

Su Qinghan did not answer directly. After a long while, she said softly, "I was afraid. When my junior brother went down the mountain, I couldn't sleep all night. But one cannot stop moving forward just because of fear. Your uncle is gone, and you are gone too. If I were still stuck in fear, Medicine King Valley would have fallen apart long ago."

Ye Chen whispered, "Master, once I've settled things with the Blackwater, I'll take you to Jiangcheng for a few days. Ruoxi has reserved a room for you, and it faces the sun."

Su Qinghan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Let's heal your injuries first. I'll stay here for a few days. We'll talk about other things when you can walk through this mountain without getting out of breath."

Ye Chen grinned, stood up, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to her: "Then you'd better watch out. If I can't run around the back mountain within three days, you've taught this disciple for nothing."