Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 459 - 458: Master
"Divine Doctor! I beg you! Please save my grandson!" The old man knelt on the ground, looking up with a pitiful expression at Yan Daoxin, pleading, "I beg you, Divine Doctor, please save my poor grandson!"
Yan Daoxin was taken aback and looked at the old man, who was bent like a hunchback, looking up with a face full of sorrow, his hands clasped in front of his chest, moving back and forth incessantly, afraid that the Divine Doctor wouldn’t see his sincerity.
Yan Daoxin glanced around for the young assistant, but there was no sign of him. It wasn’t clear if he had gone home or was hiding because he had leaked a secret.
"Old man, please get up. You can’t talk while kneeling like this." Yan Daoxin reached out and helped the old man up from the ground. "You asked me to save your grandson, but where is he? I need to know what’s going on before I can tell you whether I can help or not."
The old man stammered, looking helpless. Just as Yan Daoxin was about to say something else, the shopkeeper came over on his own initiative: "Honored guest... perhaps... you should go upstairs to talk?"
As he spoke, he looked at the hunchbacked old man and then at the door.
Yan Daoxin’s expression was somewhat helpless, but he still nodded and started to walk upstairs.
The old man was hesitant, wanting to follow but afraid, his eyes flickering towards the shopkeeper’s face.
The shopkeeper, looking frustrated at the old man’s reluctance, didn’t want to make it too obvious. So, while Lu Qing and the others were walking behind Yan Daoxin and no one was looking back, he nodded at the old man, gestured with his mouth, urging him to follow quickly.
The old man, shaking and flustered, followed at the end. As they ascended the stairs, he seemed quite afraid of Fu Lu, who was walking at the back, often sneaking a glance at him. If Fu Lu happened to look his way, the old man would tremble and quickly lower his head.
Because Fu Lu was tall and robust, he looked quite intimidating. He had encountered such situations before, but the old man’s trembling persistence in following them made Fu Lu feel both helpless and amused.
Once upstairs, Yan Daoxin sat by the table, while Lu Qing and the others rested aside. Fu Lu, under Lu Qing’s guidance, stood at the door outside, preventing anyone from disturbing them.
Despite being afraid of Fu Lu before, the old man felt relieved now that this Angry-eyed Vajra was standing guard outside, ensuring no interruptions.
"Old man, what’s going on? You asked me to save your grandson. Where is he?" Yan Daoxin inquired.
The old man started to slowly remove his outer robe with trembling hands.
The others watched him with puzzled expressions, then saw that underneath his outer robe, he had a baby strapped to his back with fabric strips—the old man wasn’t hunchbacked at all; he was hiding his little grandson.
The child was wrapped in a swaddle, appearing very small and thin, not crying, just lying there silently, without any movement.
If the slight rise and fall of the swaddle weren’t visible, Zhu Yu would have feared that the baby had already died.
But when the baby was carefully placed on the table in front of Yan Daoxin, and the old man gently unwrapped the swaddle, Zhu Yu couldn’t help but take a deep breath, understanding the reason for the baby’s silence—he was too weak.
The baby looked quite unusual, with a deep red hue all over, and the skin appeared swollen, as if it had been scalded and the outer layer peeled off, looking terrifying.
The baby was extremely weak, no longer having the strength to cry, struggling just to breathe.
Despite Zhu Yu’s familiarity with examining and dissecting gruesome corpses without a flinch, seeing the fragile, precariously alive baby tugged at her heart.
Yan Daoxin raised an eyebrow, not showing much surprise, and calmly reached out to lightly touch the baby’s arm; the scorching temperature only confirmed his suspicions.
"Is your grandson’s skin completely damaged, peeling every few days, leaving the body red and swollen?" he asked the old man.
The old man initially looked anxious, fearing Yan Daoxin wouldn’t check his grandson or wouldn’t discover anything even after checking.
Now, hearing Yan Daoxin accurately describe his grandson’s symptoms, his eyes lit up with hope, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Divine Doctor! You truly are amazing, identifying my poor grandson’s condition at first sight!
But... do you... you... have a way to treat him?"
Yan Daoxin didn’t reply whether he could or couldn’t, but carefully examined the baby again, then asked the old man, "Have you not consulted other doctors before?"
The old man, eyes brimmed with tears, nodded while sighing, "Consulted, consulted.
The doctor examined, and the witch doctor did as well, but neither could help.
The doctor said my grandson’s condition was congenital, unfixable.
The witch doctor claimed my grandson was suffering from debts of the past life, that he had to endure this skin-moulting pain until the debts were repaid.
If he died before repaying, it was fate.
Others said...
The old man paused, swallowing hard, appearing uneasy about continuing. He glanced at the door, tightly shut, beyond which the towering figure of Fu Lu was vaguely visible. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"Old man, feel free to speak," Zhu Yu chimed in, noticing his hesitation, "We’re not from Fan Country and are always on the move, wandering as itinerant doctors, carrying no local biases or concerns.
If you truly wish for this child’s recovery, it’s vital to disclose everything, as understanding the patient’s condition is crucial for treatment.
Plus, don’t be fooled by my master’s youthful appearance; he is a seldom-encountered Divine Doctor. Having him inquire about this baby’s condition is a rare opportunity you must cherish."
Her words were earnest and convincing.
However, when she said "master," Yan Daoxin’s brow twitched slightly.
And sitting not far behind him, Lu Qing’s lips barely curled into a smile, which he quickly suppressed.
