Chapter 135: Seeking Patients

He quickly picked up the brush on the table and began writing.

After a short while, Yue Mingxuan looked at his “finished product” and sighed helplessly.

He handed the paper to Xiao Mei, who had just come in to pour tea, and instructed, “Make a copy and paste it on the door.”

Xiao Mei curiously glanced at the paper Yue Mingxuan handed over to her.

She could vaguely make out the words “Seeking Patients” written on it. So, she asked in confusion, “Sir, everyone else is afraid of getting sick. Why are you asking for patients?”

Yue Mingxuan smiled and said, “This is a kind of marketing method.”

Yue Mingxuan’s words made the confusion on Xiao Mei’s face even deeper.

However, unlike before, she did not ask any further questions.

Instead, she quietly followed Yue Mingxuan’s instructions and copied the words on the paper once more.

Very soon, the notice with the two large characters “Seeking Patients” was posted outside the door.

Just as Yue Mingxuan had said, this was merely a marketing method he was using.

Two hours after the notice was posted, the entire city knew that Yue Mingxuan’s clinic specialized in treating difficult and rare illnesses.

If there was an illness they could not cure, they would compensate ten taels of gold.

Correspondingly, the consultation fee for such difficult illnesses was also very high.

For the entire afternoon, more and more people gathered outside the clinic to watch.

Many patients also came in, yet not a single one came because of a truly difficult or rare illness.

After waiting uselessly for the whole afternoon, Yue Mingxuan began to feel anxious.

However, aside from feeling anxious, there was nothing else he could do.

His reason for doing this was simply to save up his escape funds as soon as possible.

But it seemed that the people of the capital were not buying into it.

The sky quickly grew dark and Yue Mingxuan’s mood darkened along with it.

Just at this moment, the door of the clinic was pushed open.

A man who’s holding a sword and his entire body covered in blood walked in.

After finally waiting for a customer to arrive, Yue Mingxuan naturally did not dare to neglect him and quickly stepped forward to greet him.

After the man stopped in front of Yue Mingxuan, he said, “Cure me, and I will give you one hundred taels of gold.”

After saying this, he collapsed onto the ground.

When Yue Mingxuan’s look at him, he saw that his face already pale from excessive blood loss.

He th nsquatted down and checked the man’s pulse.

There was no major problem.

He had just circulated his inner energy recklessly which causing internal disruption and in addition, he had lost too much blood.

When he turned the man over, Yue Mingxuan saw a sword wound so deep that his bone was visible.

Suturing wounds was something that became easier with experience.

Moreover, Yue Mingxuan had been quite experienced in his previous life.

He skillfully helped the unconscious man into the treatment room, disinfected the wound, stitched it up, and handled everything step by step.

By the time he finished all the wound treatment, the sky outside was completely dark.

Yue Mingxuan’s wipe the sweat from his forehead and he felt somewhat annoyed.

The palace gates must have already been closed and he definitely would not be able to return.

At this time, Xiao Mei walked in while carrying a bowl of thin porridge and several small side dishes.

“Sir, please eat at least a little,” she said.

The pork knuckle Yue Mingxuan had eaten at noon had long been digested due to the intense wound treatment work.

After working for so long, smelling the food made him instantly feel extremely hungry.

He took the food from Xiao Mei and began eating in large mouthfuls.

Perhaps it was the smell of the food, or perhaps it was the strong alcohol used on the wound, but as Yue Mingxuan was nearly finished eating, the man on the bed let out a low groan and woke up.

Yue Mingxuan walked over, lifted the man’s eyelids to check them and then checked his pulse again.

Although his face was still pale, his pulse was much stronger than before.

Martial artists truly had strong bodies.

If this had been an ordinary person, he would not have been so easy to save.

Thinking about how one hundred taels of gold would soon belong to him, Yue Mingxuan’s voice softened a bit. “Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

As soon as Xi Yu opened his eyes, he saw a masked face appear in front of him.

Thinking of the merciless sword strike from Shang Qinghua, he still felt lingering fear in his heart.

Feeling a piercing pain in his back, he could not help but let out a muffled groan.

Yue Mingxuan looked at Xi Yu’s tightly furrowed brows caused by pain and more than half of his worry was finally eased.

Since Xi Yu could still feel pain, it meant that his spinal nerves had not been damaged by that sword strike.

The person who had cut him must have been a true expert.

That was why Xi Yu had only suffered from excessive blood loss, while his lungs and other vital organs were mostly unharmed.

The pain fully woke Xi Yu’s consciousness.

He carefully looked around and discovered that the place looked like a guest room in an ordinary household.

Had he been saved by someone?

Then the masked person standing in front of him must be his lifesaver.

Thinking of this, he spoke weakly, “My name is Xi Yu. Thank you for saving my life.”

Yue Mingxuan smiled and waved his hand casually. “You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”

He did not need these polite words.

In order to save this man, he would once again carry the reputation of “not returning at night.”

He could only pray that the people in the palace would not pay too much attention to him, a fallen prince with little status.

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