Rebirth: Bai Xueyun's
39. Study medicine independently

Xueyun felt relieved once Qing Yan appeared.

In fact, it would be more appropriate to say that he was never worried, because Chen had convinced him when the eunuch arrived at the Chen residence to call him on behalf of the emperor.

Even though he knew the true purpose of the emperor, Xueyun did not feel nervous at all.

Chen said to him: "No matter what my father asks you to do, just play. I'll take care of the rest."

Clearly, Chen already knew what the emperor was doing at that moment.

When Qing Yan pushed the door of the consulting room open, as if the fog had lifted, the true face of the consulting room was revealed, and so was the person sitting inside.

Wearing a blue dress and a white gauze coat, the man looked noble and outstanding.

He was wearing a silver mask, which was not harmonious with his extraordinary temperament.

Neither his body shape nor his lips that were not covered by the mask did not look like Chen, not even obviously a man or a woman, but Xueyun knew the man sitting in the room was Chen at first glance.

Although his mind was filled with countless thoughts, Xueyun hid her emotions very well. When he looked at Chen, he showed no other emotions on his face, except curiosity.

Emperor Han glanced at Xueyun quickly, remaining calm.

"Sir, please sit." Chen said, pointing at the chair. His voice was hoarse and lacking in clarity, as if it was burning by fire, which was unlike his original voice.

Bai Meng sat down anxiously, with no time to care for Emperor Han or Xueyun, saying, "Doctor, is my arm still curable?"

As prime minister, the second most powerful person in the country, how could he tolerate being deformed, and having useless arms? He has suffered enough in the last two weeks.

"Let me see it first." Chen said without emotion.

Embarrassed, Bai Meng rolled up her sleeves to reveal her right arm below.

This was the first time Emperor Han had seen Bai Mengs aching arm, which left him stunned. Is this still a human arm? It seemed like there was only skin and bone left in the arm. Furthermore, the skin was like an old tree bark, deep wrinkles and intertwined veins, pale and terrifying.

Xueyun pretended to be surprised, but she was actually more curious about how Chen would take care of this arm.

Without caring what others were thinking, Bai Meng asked anxiously, "Doctor, can you cure him?"

He looked at Chen with hope, as if the latter was his last hope.

Chen glanced at Bai Mengs arm emotionlessly and replied briefly, "Yes, I can." He didn't even take a pulse, touch his arm, or ask about his symptoms.

Bai Meng was overjoyed, which made her stutter, "Please help me .. now .. doctor!" Even though he asked for help, he did not lose his commanding tone.

Ignoring his tone, Chen wore gloves to avoid direct contact before he placed his fingers on Bai Mengs arm.

Bai Meng did not know what Chen had done, but she felt a great pain in her arm, where she could not feel anything in the past two weeks. He felt like thousands of ants were crawling on his arms, which was extremely pitiful.

He grabbed his right arm with his left hand, gritting his teeth so as not to moan, his forehead drenched in sweat. When he tried to say something, he heard Chen's hoarse voice, “You can still feel it. That means your arm can be treated. Come back seven days later."

With that, he took off his gloves, indicating that it was time for them to leave.

Waiting seven days to take the next treatment step meant Bai Meng would have to suffer this pain in the next seven days.

"Yes." Yeah." Said Chen.

Bai Meng was happy, "Will you treat me with an alternative method?"

"If you don't mind, of course."

Bai Meng had a bad feeling after hearing that, so she asked carefully, "May I ask what method it is?"

Chen replied briefly, "Amputation."

Bai Meng was silent.

"I'll be back seven days later." Bai Meng said at last.

Chen called Qing Yan: "Yuanyan, take the guests away now." 'Yuanyan' was the pseudonym of Qing Yan.

Qing Yan stood outside, and when she heard the voice, she opened the door and immediately entered, saying to the three of them, "Please."

"Before I get out of here, I have a question." Xueyun did not leave immediately, saying. “Doctor, why do you wear gloves when you do the treatment? Is it because the prime minister's disease is transmitted through contact?"

Chen swept the gloves onto the basket beside the table. Although the mask covered his expression, his disgust was obvious. "No. It's just dirty."

"How dare you!" Bai Meng was suddenly furious. But his anger somehow triggered his nerves, which were related to his right arm, and he felt the pain immediately, as if it was doused in hot water. His face turned pale in an instant.

Bai Meng almost rolled around in pain.

Seeing that, Xueyun said sarcastically, "Prime Minister, be careful."

And then, Qing Yan said, "It's time for you to leave, if I may say so."

Emperor Han had been observing with a smile without saying a word all along. His eyes were unfathomable, and no one knew what was on his mind. Bai Meng felt so much pain that she could not even walk on her own, and she returned to her mansion with the help of her servants. After that, he stayed in bed for seven days, and could not even attend the morning court.

Of course, all that happened later. As soon as Xueyun and Emperor Han returned to the carriage, Emperor Han said, "Xueyun, what do you see?"

Xueyun said with embarrassment: “Dad, compared to the doctor who works miracles, the knowledge I have is very limited. I can't see anything."

"Ms." Emperor Han responded. Xueyun thought this page had been flipped, but after a while, Emperor Han suddenly said, “Who taught you medical skills? If I remember correctly, when you were born, your grandfather was dead."

It seemed to be a casual chatter, which was actually filled with traps.

“My grandfather left some medical books for my mother. I've learned medical skills from them this year." His tone became a little proud. "Well, I think I've made myself talented through self-study."

“Can you lend those books to the doctors at the Imperial Hospital to study? After all, you were the one who saved Chen that day, when all the imperial doctors were confused. I think these books might be of benefit to that incompetent doctor." Emperor Han said in a helpless tone, as if he was really worried about the professional proficiency of the Imperial Hospital.

Xueyun said, "That's just ordinary medical books, which I believe the Imperial Hospital already has. But since you have asked, I will have someone send her when I return to the residence. However, I was in a hurry when I left the Prime Minister's residence, so some books were left there."

"It's okay." Emperor Han said, "Send me whatever you have."

They remained silent after that, and Xueyun was immediately taken to Chen's residence.

Seeing Emperor Han's carriage go off in the distance, Xueyun narrowed her eyes and chuckled before turning around and returning to the residence.