Chapter 62: Aren’t You Afraid of Being Treated to Death?

Feng Huai had someone carry Feng Jiuzun to the Zhan Family. Originally, Feng Jiuzun was completely unwilling. He had sworn long ago never to return to the Zhan Family. Feng Huai angrily scolded him: "Do you want to keep your arm or not? A true man can bend and stretch; if you can’t endure even this bit of humiliation, how can you achieve anything great?" Feng Jiuzun hung his head, having been scolded, and his arm was already in severe pain and numbness. He didn’t have the energy to argue with his uncle anymore. Housekeeper Wu came over to summon Ye Ningwan. "Young Madam, the little master of the Feng Family has been brought in." Ye Ningwan replied leisurely, "I see, let him wait. I’ll go over once I finish this cup of tea." Housekeeper Wu appeared awkward, sheepishly saying, "The little master of the Zhan Family is in such pain that his face has turned white. Young Madam, you should probably go over sooner." "Housekeeper Wu seems very fond of him, are you close?" Ye Ningwan asked. Housekeeper Wu said, "In the past... Miss Feng often brought him over to play at the Zhan Family’s place. You could say I’ve watched him grow up." "Feng Qianru and Zhan Hanjue were childhood sweethearts?" Ye Ningwan was surprised. "In the past, the two families were longtime friends, quite close, just like the Lin Family and the Ye Family." "I see," Ye Ningwan said with a bitter smile. No wonder there’s such a longing, even one bracelet can fetch a sky-high price just to be retrieved, turns out they’re childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates. "Alright, I’ll head over now, lest your great young master be troubled. Affection for a house extends to its crows, you’ll be worried about this former little brother-in-law." Ye Ningwan put down her teacup, stood up, and went over with Housekeeper Wu. Zhan Hanjue had indeed already arrived in the living room. Feng Jiuzun lay on a deck chair, his face pale and weak. The arm pain and numbness were neither serious nor minor. If for a short while longer there was no issue, but he had endured the whole night plus half a day, not fainting from the pain already considered very strong-willed. When Feng Jiuzun saw Ye Ningwan, his gaze was filled with intense indignation. Ye Ningwan said, "Don’t look at me like that, or I’ll get mad and won’t treat you." Feng Huai immediately kicked the leg of Feng Jiuzun’s chair to make him settle down a bit. Ye Ningwan walked to his side, first feeling his pulse, and after a moment she slightly frowned: "Did you get treatment from a traditional Chinese medicine massage?" No wonder he hadn’t fainted from the pain, it turned out he had received a traditional Chinese medicine massage. Feng Jiuzun nodded with a sullen face. In his current state, he had thought of all possible solutions yesterday. Whether traditional Chinese medicine or modern medicine, he even wished he could find a veterinarian. But nothing worked; he had sought out everyone he could in Jiangcheng, and finally had no choice but to come to her. "You went to a quack doctor with rough skills, not even at the entry level of Chinese medicine. You dared to find someone like that, aren’t you afraid of being harmed to death?" Ye Ningwan sneered. While speaking, her palm lightly stroked his arm. Feng Jiuzun showed a surprised expression. Originally, the arm full of pain and numbness was gently stroked by her, and suddenly he could feel a warm stream flowing through the arm, eliminating the numbness and pain. After Ye Ningwan’s touch, she sighed: "Delayed a bit too long. If delayed any longer, I’m afraid this arm would be wasted. Bear it for a bit, I’ll give you a massage." "I’m not afraid of pain, I’m not a child." Feng Jiuzun said with a black face. Ye Ningwan had them take off Feng Jiuzun’s clothes to expose the entire arm. Feng Jiuzun blushed: "Do I really have to take off my clothes?" "You’re not a maiden, are you still afraid of being seen?" Ye Ningwan was surprised. Feng Jiuzun blushed and explained, "It’s not that I’m afraid of being seen, it’s just that you’re a woman, aren’t you embarrassed?" Zhan Hanjue had been suppressing his laughter on the side. Feng Jiuzun’s words seemed to awaken him. He strode over, pulling Ye Ningwan’s hand: "He has a point, no need to take off the clothes, it’s indecent." Feng Jiuzun scoffed. Indecent, hypocritical. "Are you two done? Without taking it off, I can’t do the massage, so let it just be wasted! Anyway, it’s not my problem." Ye Ningwan pouted. Feng Huai got anxious and said to both of them, "Can you two stop causing trouble and let her focus on the treatment." Zhan Hanjue said sternly, "In any case, we can’t take it all off. After all, showing one arm isn’t the same as not being able to show it with clothes on. Someone, cut off this sleeve." Immediately a tailor came over with scissors and cut off Feng Jiuzun’s sleeve from the shoulder down. Feng Jiuzun was terrified, watching the large scissors in horror and shouting: "Be careful, don’t hurt me." The tailor smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Young Master Feng, we won’t hurt you." Soon, one sleeve was cut off, and Feng Jiuzun revealed his arm. "Is it okay now?" Ye Ningwan asked. Zhan Hanjue had a stern face. Despite his continued reluctance, he also knew it wasn’t good to keep obstructing. Ye Ningwan took out a small bottle, poured some green liquid from it, and rubbed it in her hands. Feng Jiuzun asked with curiosity, "Isn’t it supposed to be red?" "You think it’s Red Flower Oil?" Ye Ningwan rolled her eyes. Feng Jiuzun thought to himself, is it not? "Ah, it hurts." Ye Ningwan seemed so fragile, her delicate hands were meant for playing the piano. Yet, when she pushed on his arm, immense strength came out, causing Feng Jiuzun to cry out in pain. Ye Ningwan ignored him, pushing back and forth over ten times, and Feng Jiuzun’s arm turned green. Finally, Feng Jiuzun stopped shouting, and she also stopped. "How does it feel now?" Ye Ningwan asked. Feng Jiuzun shook his arm. "Is it better?" It’s amazing, earlier it couldn’t even move, feeling dislocated. He had purposely had X-rays taken, determined it was dislocated, which had enraged the orthopedic doctor. Can’t I recognize whether it’s dislocated? Yet now, unexpectedly, there was no pain at all. There was sensation too, finally allowing him to feel that it truly was his arm. "Is it better?" Feng Huai asked. Feng Jiuzun nodded, surprised and said: "It’s better, truly amazing." Feng Huai looked towards Ye Ningwan: "Do you have medical skills?" Ye Ningwan cleared her throat and said: "A little, do you know the Divine Doctor Bai Zhi? That’s my master." "So, you’re a disciple of the Divine Doctor Bai Zhi?" Feng Huai revealed a shocked expression. Feng Jiuzun didn’t know who the Divine Doctor Bai Zhi was, and curiously asked, "Uncle, who is Bai Zhi?" "Show some respect, call her the Divine Doctor Bai Zhi. He’s a divine doctor, a living Huatuo," Feng Huai kicked him. Feng Jiuzun pouted, what respect to show when he doesn’t know this Divine Doctor Bai Zhi? "I also have a bottle of oral medicine for you to take. Remember to take it when you return, so it can completely heal. Otherwise, you’ll suffer when it rains," Ye Ningwan said. Feng Jiuzun dissatisfied, "I still have to take medicine?" "You don’t have to take it," Ye Ningwan said with a smile. Her smile, as if hundreds of flowers bloomed, caused Feng Jiuzun to stare blankly, lost in that moment. Zhan Hanjue frowned, turned around abruptly, blocking between Ye Ningwan and Feng Jiuzun. "Now that it’s better, please leave!" Ye Ningwan instructed a servant to go upstairs and fetch the medicine for Feng Jiuzun. Feng Huai awkwardly asked, "Miss Ye, is this bottle of medicine for treating rheumatism? I’ve had rheumatism for many years, will it be useful for me?"