Chapter 792: 791: The Old Sly Fox's Cute Little Tricks

Qian Cai mentioned this, then looked up again at Wen Xin, feeling like she had been slapped in the face. She had just been refuting Wen Xin’s words, and now she was agreeing with Wen Xin’s medicine – it was quite contradictory.

He feigned a profound cough, and didn’t ask Wen Xin about that medicine.

“I’ll have my patient try your medicine.”

“Of course, remember to tell me if it works well!” How could Wen Xin not see through Qian Cai’s little schemes? She just smiled faintly without bursting his bubble.

“Do we have guests? Qian Cai, when guests arrive at our home, why don’t you invite them inside?”

A woman around sixty hurried out from the courtyard and stood frozen in place at the sight of Wen Xin, covering her mouth in disbelief…

“This… is… is this Mr. Wen’s little princess? She looks so much like Mr. Wen…”

She excitedly dropped what was in her hands and rushed to Wen Xin’s side, examining her up and down while gripping her arm.

“Hello, I am Wen Xin!”

Wen Xin recognized the woman who rushed over at a glance. She was his eldest disciple-brother’s only female disciple and also Zhuge Jingming’s little junior sister.

“Wen Xin…”

When Yu Jie heard Wen Xin introduce herself, she was slightly startled. It seemed as if she had heard the name somewhere before.

She unconsciously tightened her grip on Wen Xin’s wrist, then looked at Wen Xin in shock, as if she had just realized something.

“Little Uncle-Master? Are you my Little Uncle-Master?”

Yu Jie took Wen Xin’s hand, drew closer, and stared intently at Wen Xin’s face, trying to discern if this Wen Xin was the same one she had met years ago.

Wen Xin looked at Yu Jie and didn’t deny her identity, merely nodding slightly.

“When my eldest disciple-brother left, his biggest regret was not having seen you. But thankfully, with Zhuge Jingming present, my eldest disciple-brother’s final years were content, and his funeral was grand!”

Wen Xin’s words caused the already excited Yu Jie to lose control of her emotions, and she tightly clutched Wen Xin’s wrist, slowly beginning to kneel down. But fortunately, Mu Chengxi and Qian Cai reacted quickly, stepping forward to hold her steady, preventing her from kneeling.

“Let’s talk about this inside our house.” Qian Cai pulled Yu Jie into his embrace and led her towards the house.

Mu Chengxi walked up to Wen Xin and took her hands, checking if Wen Xin’s wrists were hurt.

“I’m fine, no need to worry.” Wen Xin took Mu Chengxi’s hand in hers and together they headed towards the house.

Upon entering the Qian family’s living room, Wen Xin casually surveyed the space, noting it was filled with all kinds of medicinal bottles.

“Is she unwell?” Wen Xin watched as Qian Cai gently massaged Yu Jie’s head, guessing Yu Jie’s physical condition, and surmising the Five-Element Medicine was likely concocted for her.

“Yes, her health isn’t great, the same old ailment, but recently there’s been a change. Sleepless nights filled with dreams; she can’t rest well, so…”

Qian Cai had tried many remedies for Yu Jie’s illness, but no matter how skilled his medical arts, he couldn’t cure her condition. This was probably the greatest regret of his life.

Wen Xin released Mu Chengxi’s hand, walked over to Yu Jie’s side, and, pulling up a chair, sat down. She placed her fingers on Yu Jie’s wrist, her eyes gently closing as she began to diagnose her pulse.

About ten minutes later, Wen Xin let go of Yu Jie’s wrist and opened her eyes, her brow lightly furrowing.

“Her illness isn’t caused by physical conditions; it’s a psychological issue. Once you’re out tomorrow, I’ll introduce you to a very good psychologist. See them, and your illness will heal itself without medicine,” Wen Xin said.

“And stop giving her all that random medication. Aren’t you in the medical field as well? How do you not understand that all medicines have their toxicity? Her physical weakness is due to overmedication,” Wen Xin continued.

Wen Xin crossed her legs and leaned back against the chair, exuding the air of a boss.

Qian Cai looked at Wen Xin, skeptical yet somewhat convinced by her words. He hesitated for a few seconds before slowly starting, “Isn’t it… with your impressive medical skills, why can’t you cure your own illness?”

Wen Xin merely smiled faintly at Qian Cai’s skepticism. After glancing at Yu Jie, she shifted her gaze to Qian Cai.

“With your excellent medical skills, why can’t you heal your wife’s illness?” she countered.

Suddenly, Qian Cai was left speechless by Wen Xin’s retort, and he didn’t know how to respond. He looked down at Yu Jie, his face tense, gazing anxiously at her pale complexion.

“Can you alleviate her pain now? She’s really suffering too much!” he asked.

Qian Cai had run out of solutions for Yu Jie’s illness; he had tried everything he could think of, but nothing worked…

“Yes, of course. Don’t you practice acupuncture?” Wen Xin looked up at Qian Cai, expecting that anyone versed in Chinese medicine should at least know how to perform acupuncture. Didn’t he know that acupuncture could relieve pain?

Upon hearing Wen Xin mention acupuncture, Qian Cai’s face showed his struggle as he shook his head with downturned eyes.

“I can’t do acupuncture. I’ve tried to learn, but it’s just too difficult for me… I couldn’t get the hang of it, so I gave up,” he admitted.

Qian Cai, being a Chinese medicine practitioner with formidable medical skills, found his inability to perform acupuncture a regrettable shortcoming, never anticipating his wife’s condition would actually require the use of acupuncture.

Wen Xin was somewhat surprised by Qian Cai’s reply; she sat up from her chair with an air of disbelief.

“It’s really a pity that someone with your medical expertise can’t do acupuncture,” she said.

With a light sigh, Wen Xin got up from her chair, took out two medical silver needles from her pocket, and approached Yu Jie.

“Step aside,” she said.

Wen Xin’s gaze landed on the spot where Qian Cai had been pressing. She was certain that Qian Cai truly was not skilled in acupuncture and even the basic acupoints were unclear to him, his earlier massage seemed random.

Knowing what Wen Xin intended to do with the silver needles in her hand, Qian Cai immediately stepped back, making room for her.

“He doesn’t know acupuncture, and have you forgotten what you learned? Even the junior disciples of the Green Physician Sect are more skilled than this!” Wen Xin exclaimed.

When Yu Jie heard Wen Xin mention the Green Physician Sect, her eyes lit up, “The Green… Green Physician Sect still exists? When Grandmaster left, the Green Physician Sect had already fallen… How…?”

“The situation back then was indeed not good. After Grandmaster left, many people departed as well, leaving only the senior brother to uphold the Green Physician Sect. Later, he entrusted the sect to Zhuge Jingming, and under his guidance, the Green Physician Sect flourished once more. It’s doing quite well now,” Wen Xin explained.