Chapter 107: One Could Say It Was Cured, Yet Also Say It Was Not

Half an hour had passed, yet Ling Xiao had not fully regained consciousness. He was still sitting half-reclined in the tub, though now the medicinal liquid inside had been drained, and his clothes had been dressed on him.

Old Fu once again took out silver needles and inserted them into the Shenting acupuncture point. Before long, Ling Xiao slowly awakened, and before he could speak, it was Zhang Xiaolan’s voice that reached his ears first.

“Ling Xiao, are you feeling better?”

Zhang Xiaolan looked at Ling Xiao, who was waking up, and asked happily whether he felt any improvement in his condition.

“I’m still a bit dizzy and muddled,” Ling Xiao replied, his mind still foggy from just waking.

“That’s normal. I’ve already taken your pulse and confirmed it. The toxins in your body have slightly diminished, and your pulse and heart condition have stabilized. The remaining poison is now relatively dormant in your body. You’ll still need to take the ‘Hundred Elimination Pill’ regularly, but in a few years, the toxins will invade again.”

After reaffirming, Old Fu took out a small bottle of ‘Hundred Elimination Pill’ and handed it to Ling Xiao. Although the detoxification today was only a temporary measure and did not address the root cause, it at least preserved Ling Xiao’s life for the time being.

“Ling Xiao offers his deepest thanks to Old Fu for saving his life.”

Though still weak, Ling Xiao rose and clasped his fists in a respectful bow. He was content with the outcome; it was like having been granted a few more years of life.

“No need for thanks! I have done my best, but this life-saving grace is undeserved. If only my medical skills were more advanced, I could have eradicated the poison in your body completely,” Old Fu said, dissatisfied with himself. He wished his mastery had been greater, his understanding of the toxin clearer, so he could have helped this young man fully.

Old Fu was not very familiar with this poison. Even after being told about the symptoms and the taste of the medicine, he still could not precisely identify its nature. He could only rely on the traditional detoxification methods passed down through generations to expel some of it and slow the toxin’s spread within the body.

“Old Fu, you need not say that. Being able to help Ling Xiao is already our good fortune,” Zhang Xiaolan comforted him, sensing his frustration as though he was blaming himself.

Ling Xiao and Li Rui felt the same way. They had not expected Old Fu to be such a warm-hearted and kind man.

Upon returning from Old Fu’s residence, Ling Xiao was sent back to his room to rest. He had exhausted much of his energy today and was instructed to have Haizi watch over him.

Zhang Xiaolan and Li Rui each went to rest for a while, both weary after a day filled with worry and activity. Li Rui urged Zhang Xiaolan to get some proper rest, and she returned the same advice. Yet once in their separate rooms, they busied themselves with their own matters again.

“Miss, you’re back! Has Brother Ling Xiao been cured?” Xiao Lian asked curiously as soon as Zhang Xiaolan entered the room. She was aware that Ling Xiao had gone to Old Fu today.

“Well, it can be said he’s cured, but also that he isn’t,” Zhang Xiaolan replied enigmatically, causing Xiao Lian to frown in confusion. Was he healed or not?

“Huh? So it didn’t work?” Xiao Lian asked.

“You heard last time— even if he’s cured now, he only has three years left to live. If Old Fu can’t develop a divine antidote later, Ling Xiao will still... sigh!” Zhang Xiaolan explained to Xiao Lian, though her voice was tinged with regret. Why couldn’t it be resolved once and for all?

If it were modern medicine, a little analysis and formulation of drugs should be enough for a complete cure!

But Zhang Xiaolan had placed too much faith in modern medicine. It wasn’t so simple. Besides, though Ling Xiao had improved, he was far from healed, and this had become a lingering sorrow in Zhang Xiaolan’s heart.