Frühlingsreise - Kapitel 64
Like a tree in winter, slowly thawing in the spring breeze and sprouting new buds.
Yang Luoxue spotted a small silver knife in a shop, holding it in one hand while fiddling with it, and then reaching out the other hand towards her. She asked, puzzled, "What are you doing?"
"silver."
"I didn't bring any money."
Yang Luoxue was stunned.
"Didn't you bring any money with you?" Baili Wushuang couldn't help but ask. "You traveled from Medicine King Valley to Xuyu Temple without spending any money?"
"We stayed at the disciple's pharmacy along the way, and when we arrived at Xuyu Temple, Tang Congrong took care of everything."
"So where did you get this outfit?"
“Someone gave me a jade pendant on the way, and I traded it for it.”
It turns out that both of them were used to having others pay their bills.
Baili Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have money. Just put it on my tab and have someone send the money when we get back."
Upon hearing this, Yang Luoxue quickly threw down the silver knife. "They know you're the young lady, and they'll surround you again soon." She tugged at Yang Luoxue's sleeve. "Let's go."
But where could two people without money go? After wandering around for a while, they were both thirsty and swallowed hard, staring at the teahouse sign. The waiter, noticing their distinguished appearance, quickly came to serve them. Yang Luoxue leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Do you have any earrings, rings, necklaces, or anything to wear?"
Baili Wushuang shook her head, "I don't wear those."
Yang Luoxue could only dejectedly move away from the teahouse, sighing, "Alas, how can there be such a woman?"
Baili Wushuang didn't speak, and reached behind her head. Yang Luoxue saw that she was about to untie the blue ribbon on her head, and quickly grabbed her hand, "What are you doing?" "They recognized me, so naturally they won't take the money."
"I went to great lengths just so they wouldn't recognize you." Yang Luoxue retied the tangled ribbon, her breath gently ruffling her hair as she spoke. She felt a burning sensation on the back of her head, her face almost flushed, and she felt a little dizzy. How strange, was it just the intense sun?
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Yang Luoxue tied the ropes very carefully. If anyone recognized her, she would have to revert to her former self as the young lady of Suoding City, suppressing all her expressions, becoming powerful, intelligent, and omniscient, a god in the eyes of the people of Suoding City.
When she calms down, she really looks like a god, ethereal and otherworldly. But he prefers to see her angry, annoyed, smiling, occasionally flustered and at a loss, and like now, blushing slightly.
“Bai Li Wushuang,” he heard his own voice so low, as if it came from his chest, “Today you are simply Bai Li Wushuang.”
Baili Wushuang didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, but she understood the gentleness in his voice. His eyes were so deep, it felt like if you looked into them too much, you would fall in. A feeling of precariousness, a vague knowledge that if you fell, you wouldn't be able to get up again. She touched her forehead, her voice a little hoarse: "I'm a little thirsty, are you thirsty?"
"Yes, we need to go find some water."
Generally speaking, getting a drink of water isn't difficult. As long as you're polite, call out "brother," "uncle," or "auntie," and ask with a smile, "Could I have a drink of water?" most people will bring you some.
But Yang Luoxue couldn't get any water to drink.
He stood in front of a shop and asked, "Do you have any water here?" When he was normal, his voice was always calm and pleasant. But his expression was also calm, as if he wasn't there to ask for water, but to collect a debt.
The shop owner didn't owe him any water debt, so of course he didn't need to pour him any water.
He frowned, and by the time he asked the third house, he had no patience left. Baili Wushuang pulled him back just in time, "Let's go and take a look in the alley behind. That's where people live, and there's probably a well or something."
However, the people living in the courtyard saw Baili Wushuang dressed as a man through the crack in the door and found it very strange, so they pretended not to hear the knocking.
In the long alley, the children playing rushed past, then turned back to look at the two strangers. Who could guess that these two young men, who couldn't even afford a bowl of water, were actually the most renowned and highest-ranking figures in the martial arts world?!
Yang Luoxue couldn't help but laugh, "So, it turns out that the two of us, apart from being the eldest disciple of Medicine King Valley and the young lady of Suoding City, are nothing at all!"
Baili Wushuang smiled wryly, "That's right."
But just then, the last door at the end of the alley was suddenly pushed open, and a woman in her fifties rushed out. A man chased after her and grabbed her, saying, "Aunt Hu, you can't just leave like this! What are we going to do?"
Aunt Hu looked distressed. "It's no use you pulling me back; she's already beyond saving. At this point, only a miracle worker can save her!"
The man tried to pull her away, but she broke free and walked quickly away, nearly bumping into Yang Luoxue as she walked. Yang Luoxue stared at the door and suddenly smiled, "It seems something happened to their family."
"You can still laugh when something bad happens in someone else's family."
"I'll only be involved if something goes wrong." Yang Luoxue walked into the courtyard and asked, "Are there any patients here?"
The man who had been with Aunt Lahu was leaning against the wall wiping away tears when he suddenly saw this person and heard her ask that question. He rushed over as if he had been saved, crying, "Save her! Save her! Please save her!"
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Yang Luoxue subtly avoided his hand and asked, "Where is the patient?"
The man quickly led him into the room and then came out.
Baili Wushuang entered the courtyard and asked, "What illness is it?"
“Difficult labor…my wife is having a difficult labor…” the man said, then burst into tears, “She’s been trying all night, but she still can’t give birth…”
No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud cry rang out from inside the house. The man abruptly looked up, overjoyed, and rushed inside. Yang Luoxue, dressed in white and blue robes, gracefully emerged. Seeing her standing in the courtyard, he smiled slightly.
Her smile was as pure and beautiful as a quiet orchid.
The man came out carrying a swaddling robe, and together with his white-haired mother, they knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Luoxue, "Benefactor, benefactor! You are the reincarnation of a great immortal. My family has only had one son for three generations. It is thanks to you that we have an heir!"
Both the elderly man in his eighties and the tall man were in tears. Baili Wushuang suddenly thought of the same look in Zhan Yuan's eyes when he looked at Yang Luoxue—complete and utter gratitude, revering and thanking him as if he were a god.
Although he had a bad temper and did not seem to be helping others, it was precisely because of his helping hand that a funeral turned into a celebration, giving these people hope and a new lease on life.
She suddenly realized that medical skills might not be inferior to the supreme sword in her heart.
The old woman remained kneeling on the ground, refusing to rise, saying, "Our benefactors have shown us such immense kindness and virtue; we don't know how to repay them—"