The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard

Chapter 2594: Chapter 2592: Every Step Is a Move

The servant went out to inquire and quickly returned to report to Pan Jinlian.

The plague at Yang Valley Pass has indeed been brought under control by the Rejuvenation Hall these past few days.

Many of the city’s sick have already begun to recover.

Pan Jinlian excitedly instructed the servant, "Then hurry to Rejuvenation Hall and get a doctor to have a look at the General!"

"Yes, yes!"

The servant, equally happy, immediately went out.

Pan Jinlian clasped her hands, silently praying for the Bodhisattva’s blessing, thinking that her husband finally had hope for salvation.

After the servant left, he returned shortly, looking dejected.

Seeing him glance backward, Pan Jinlian hurriedly asked, "Why did you return alone? Where is the doctor?"

The servant knelt down to beg for forgiveness, "Madam, please forgive me. I went to Rejuvenation Hall for help, but the manager said that while they can treat others, they cannot treat us of the Wu Family."

"Ah?"

Pan Jinlian furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "Why is that?"

The servant shook his head, "I don’t know either!"

Pan Jinlian knitted her brows and immediately asked the servant to bring her cloak. She took her personal maid with her and went there in person.

Outside the Rejuvenation Hall, a long queue had formed.

The maid excitedly exclaimed to Pan Jinlian, "Madam, look quickly! What Agui said is all true; there are indeed so many people seeking treatment here!"

Pan Jinlian nodded and lined up with her maid at the back.

At this time, the manager came out, clasped his fists towards Pan Jinlian, and asked, "May I ask if you are the Madam of the General?"

"How did you know?"

Pan Jinlian raised her eyebrow.

The manager smiled, "Madam, please don’t be offended. With a glance around Yang Valley County, who else but Madam has such attire and bearing?"

Pan Jinlian, a bit embarrassed by the compliment, quickly asked, "May I ask who you are?"

The manager quickly introduced himself, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the manager of this Rejuvenation Hall, last name Yu, and my single name is Shan."

Pan Jinlian immediately bowed and said, "So it’s Manager Yu. I’ve heard so much about you. There’s something I wish to ask but don’t know if I should."

Yu Shan stroked his beard with a gentle smile, "Please feel free to ask, Madam!"

Pan Jinlian said, "Earlier, I sent a servant here to get a doctor. Why did the servant say that the Rejuvenation Hall won’t treat our Wu Family?"

Yu Shan chuckled dryly and gestured for them to come, "Madam, please come with me. We can talk in the hall slowly."

He indicated they should speak in the backyard of Rejuvenation Hall.

Pan Jinlian hesitated but followed along.

After they entered, the steward stopped the maid outside a small gate.

Pan Jinlian turned back and asked, "Manager Yu, what does this mean?"

Yu Shan said, "Madam, please don’t misunderstand. My young master is waiting for you in this garden. He doesn’t like outsiders, so only you can enter alone. If Madam isn’t willing, you may leave now."

"What?"

Pan Jinlian and the maid exchanged glances, thinking that her husband’s chance of survival was right in front of her.

Even if this were a dragon’s lair or a tiger’s den, she had to venture in.

Inside the courtyard was a garden, filled with various exotic flowers and herbs, their fragrant scent filling the air.

Within, there was a stone table. In front of the table, a young man was brewing tea.

On his head was a golden chrysanthemum, and on his hand was a green jade thumb ring, his attire exceptionally fine.

Getting closer, Pan Jinlian bowed and greeted him, "May I ask if you are the young master of this Rejuvenation Hall?"

The young man took a cup, rinsed it with hot water, placed it across, poured tea into it, and motioned, "Madam, please sit and talk!"

Pan Jinlian hesitated, then went over and sat across from the young man.

The young man, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, said, "Is Madam suffering from typhoid?"

Pan Jinlian immediately shook her head, "No, it’s my husband who is ill, not me."

The young man laughed, "Then why does Madam wear a cloak and avoid meeting people?"

Pan Jinlian blushed, paused in silence for a moment, then reached up and removed her hood, revealing a very beautiful face.

The young man’s eyes lingered on her face, his Adam’s apple moved involuntarily, he gazed, almost entranced.

Pan Jinlian, slightly uncomfortable, asked, "Young master, one thing I do not understand. Why do you treat the common people yet refuse to treat our Wu Family?"

The young man pleasantly diverted the topic, "Madam has come at the right time. This tea is brewed with top-quality autumn chrysanthemum. Carefully preserved, the flowers remain fresh in color. The water is from the Spiritual Spring on Dragon Head Mountain, sweet aftertaste. Why don’t you try it first?"

His eyes fixed on Pan Jinlian, not once straying away.

Pan Jinlian took a breath and stood up, "If the young master is busy, then I shall take my leave."

She disliked the young man’s gaze, feeling it filled with frivolity.

The young man reached out, laughed, and said, "Please stay, Madam. I admired Madam’s renowned name, hence used some small means to invite Madam here just to have a conversation. If I have offended, I beg Madam’s forgiveness."

Pan Jinlian paused, unsure of what to say.

The young man took out a packet of medicine from the side, placed it on the table, and said, "I’ve long been aware of General Wu’s great name. He is loyal and patriotic, loving the people as his children. I’ve already prepared this excellent medicine for him. Madam, take it back and simmer on a low flame for two hours, and have him take it three times a day. If the General shows any response, Madam can come here to find me again tomorrow."

"Thank you!"

Pan Jinlian turned around, took the medicine with her elegant hand, and quickly left.

She could sense the young man’s suggestive words, feeling a bit annoyed but unable to show it.

When she returned with her maid, she immediately had someone start brewing the medicine.

In the evening, after Wu Zhi drank once, his face regained some color, and he opened his eyes groggily.

Pan Jinlian, watching from the side, couldn’t help but burst into tears.

Wu Zhi weakly wiped her tears, recovering his composure, "How long have I been asleep?"

Pan Jinlian tucked him in and said, "It’s been a week."

Wu Zhi anxiously asked, "This long? How is the plague? Has Erlang returned?"

Pan Jinlian shook her head to comfort him, "You should rest. Erlang hasn’t returned yet. But the people in Yang Valley Pass are saved. There’s a pharmacy called Rejuvenation Hall treating everyone for free, and many have already recovered."

"Rejuvenation Hall?"

Wu Zhi thought for a moment, the name seemed familiar.

Pan Jinlian informed him, "The medicine you drank was given by Rejuvenation Hall. They indeed have skill. Without even seeing you, just one dose showed improvement."

Wu Zhi coughed lightly, "Once I’m well, I must go and visit them."

Pan Jinlian nodded, advising him, "You focus on recovering. I’ll go get another dose for you tomorrow. I think in less than three days, you’ll be well."

Wu Zhi held her hand, filled with love, "Thank you, my dear wife."

Pan Jinlian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "No hardship at all. As long as you’re okay, even if I had to use my life to save yours, I’d do it."

Wu Zhi closed his eyes, and his grip tightened a bit more.

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