The young master is shameless

Chapter 1

Shameless Young Master

Chapter 1

Looking at the bloody mess on the bed, Shen Zhili found it hard to associate it with the world-famous Twelve Nights Prince.

Unfortunately, that's exactly how it is.

Under the eager, almost burning gazes of the group of men in black behind him, Shen Zhili slightly turned his head and coughed, "Master Qing, he can still be saved, but the consultation fees at Huichun Valley are very expensive..."

Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud crash.

The men in black scattered quickly, revealing several mahogany chests lined up in a row. A man in a blue robe walked out from the corner, weighed the judge's pen in his hand, lifted it up, and the chests opened in unison, revealing chests full of glittering gold, of impeccable quality, dazzling to the eye.

Shen Zhili's face relaxed almost instantly.

Money makes things easier.

Influenced by her notoriously stingy master, Shen Tianxing, Shen Zhili has surpassed him in the art of accumulating wealth.

As soon as she took over Huichun Valley, she set a rule: no matter whether she saw the patient or not, the consultation fee had to be paid in full. Then came the fees for treatment, medicine, and lodging in the valley. Basically, unless someone was on the verge of death, few people in the martial arts world were willing to come to Huichun Valley for treatment.

However, the more this was the case, the more miraculous the medical skills of Huichun Valley became.

Shen Zhili put on specially made finger cots and examined the wounds on the person on the bed.

Tsk tsk tsk, with both new and old wounds combined, there's practically no unscathed spot. But thankfully, despite having seven or eight broken ribs, not a single one is lodged in my heart or lungs.

"How did he do it?"

"He fell and got injured." After a pause, Qingxing, the leader of the Twelve Nights Rain Hall, sighed and said, "He fell off a cliff."

How did you fall?

"He was pushed down."

"By someone?" Shen Zhili looked up, a hint of surprise in her voice. "Who?"

Shen Zhili had long admired this renowned figure. It was widely rumored in the martial arts world that Young Master Twelve Nights was chivalrous, skilled in both literature and martial arts, handsome, and had a gentle and refined manner, earning him an excellent reputation...

Shen Zhili was pretty certain of this, because she had treated many people who had been seriously injured by Young Master Twelve Nights, and none of them had failed to admit defeat. Some of them even cried out in pain while being healed, while praising Young Master Twelve Nights, basically saying things like, "Young Master Twelve Nights is truly a dragon among men, making us all ashamed," and "I have never seen anyone more outstanding than Young Master Twelve Nights in my life. Given time, this young man is truly... limitless."

When a person acts to this extent, there are basically only two possibilities.

One type is unfathomably cunning, the other is... an idiot.

Qingxing sighed again: "The Left Protector of the Demonic Sect, Ye Qianqian, or Bai Qian."

"...The very charismatic confidante, Bai Qian, whom Young Master Twelve Nights cherishes like a treasure?"

Qingxing nodded gently.

Equally famous as the Twelve Nights Prince and his deep-seated hatred for the Demonic Sect was his beloved Bai Qian, whom countless women in the world envied and resented.

Shen Zhili wasn't usually too gossipy, but she couldn't help asking, "Has your young master fallen for someone else?"

Qingxing's expression darkened, and she shook her head, clearly not wanting to discuss the topic further.

Since the other party was unwilling, Shen Zhili did not ask any further questions.

He quickly crossed out the previous guesses in his mind. The fact that he was so embarrassed to admit it clearly meant that it was his young master who had been deceived. This Twelve Nights young master must be… no, definitely… an idiot…

"You don't need to worry anymore. Since I've taken your money and you haven't violated the medical request order from Huichun Valley, I will definitely save the person." Having accepted the money, Shen Zhili offered a few words of reassurance, "You can go with peace of mind."

"Go ahead without worry?"

"Uh, is there a problem?" Shen Zhili raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing... then I'll leave it to Valley Master Shen."

Although Shen Zhili's character isn't the best, he still has medical ethics.

After a brief examination of the wound, the surgeon opened the chest, removed the bone, set it, and sutured it—all in one go. He used all sorts of miraculous medicines without hesitation, working until dark before finally wrapping the young master up like a dumpling.

Finally, Shen Zhili took off her gloves and washed her hands while gesturing to the young medical assistant to wipe the patient's body on the bed.

The long, blood-stained strands of hair hanging down her forehead were gently brushed aside, revealing a smooth forehead. Shen Zhili glanced at it subconsciously and was immediately stunned.

Most people would be pale and disheveled in such a situation, but this man's face, despite being extremely disheveled, remained clear and handsome, as gentle and soothing as water, as clean as if it were spotless. His pale and bloodless appearance instead revealed a vulnerable quality that evoked pity, making one wish to gently wake him up.

...He has such a handsome appearance; no wonder so many women admire him.

Despite her feelings of regret, Shen Zhili thought that she had seen men who were more handsome than him before. Anyway, once he recovered, who knew when they would meet again?

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With the medicinal herbs costing a fair price, Twelve Nights' injuries gradually began to heal. Although they looked serious, they had not damaged the root of the problem. Moreover, martial arts practitioners are generally very healthy, and it is estimated that he will be lively and energetic again in less than two months.

As a result, except when changing his dressings, Shen Zhili was too lazy to visit him.

The day that Young Master Twelve Nights woke up happened to be the day Shen Zhili changed his dressing.

After stripping Twelve Nights Young Master naked, Shen Zhili ran her fingers over the injured area, carefully examining the healing process. As a doctor, even as a woman, she was not surprised by the bodies of others.

I pressed my fingertip against my tailbone, and hmm, it's healing pretty well... and my skin looks good too.

under……

Shen Zhili glanced to the side and met a pair of light-colored eyes.

She blinked, and those eyes blinked too.

There was no longer the dazed look in his eyes as when he first woke up; he had clearly been watching for quite a while.

Silence fell over the room.

Shen Zhili, without batting an eye, withdrew his hand from his sensitive area, adopting a serious expression, preparing to first confuse the situation: "I..."

The person on the other end spoke first in a slightly hoarse voice: "Miss, it's a pleasure to meet you."

In the quiet room, those pale amber eyes were exceptionally clear and bright. When she smiled, her eyes curved upwards, her smile was bright and warm, like the winter sun.

Shen Zhili calmly replied, "Unfortunately, I've been watching you for several days."

"Where is this..." The other person blinked again, seemingly thinking for a moment, then suddenly grasped Shen Zhili's hand and said, "May I ask if you are... my wife?"

That dirty hand!

Shen Zhili, who has a slight case of mysophobia, quickly withdrew her hand and said decisively, "No!"

"...Who is that girl?"

“Shen Zhili, the master of Huichun Valley.”

With her long eyelashes drooping, as if embarrassed, the other person smiled shyly: "Sorry, I think I have amnesia."

Shen Zhili pinched the bridge of her nose: "I noticed."

"And... young lady, although it's a bit rude of me to say this, I think I've fallen in love with you at first sight."

Although it was abrupt, the sincerity in his tone remained undiminished.

Shen Zhili stared at the man in front of her for a while.

"So it turns out he damaged his brain in the fall."

With a sigh of relief, he turned and called out, "Master Qing, your young master is in trouble!"

The small, quiet room was quickly filled with people. Young Master Twelve Nights sat on the bed, letting everyone watch, his face calm and collected, smiling like a fool.

Shen Zhili held up five fingers and asked, "How many is this?"

"five."

“Very good.” She then held up three fingers. “And this one?”

"……three."

"What do you get when you add them all up?"

"……eight."

Turning to Qingxing, Shen Zhili smiled and said, "Sect Leader Qing, congratulations! Your young master has only lost his memory and has not yet become mentally challenged. This is truly a cause for celebration."

Qingxing couldn't manage a smile, and asked with a grave expression, "Does Valley Master Shen have a way to cure this?"

"Not yet."

"I am willing to offer another ten thousand taels of silver, I wonder..."

"have!"

Qingxing asked excitedly, "What method?"

Shen Zhili licked her lips: "Let me have a brain scan. I'm 30% confident I can solve it..."

"Craniotomy... I wonder what the chances are that it will endanger his life?"

"Seventy percent."

"..."

"My lord, wake up, wake up! Don't you really remember anything? Think a little longer. I am Qingxing! Qingxing, the leader of the Rain Hall! Do you remember the other halls?"

"My lord, I am Zhang Yuan from Huatang..."

"My lord, I am..."

"I don't remember, but..." The person on the bed thought for a moment, then smiled at Shen Zhili, "Is she really not my wife?"

The room fell silent immediately.

Seeing this, the man on the bed lowered his eyelashes with some regret, his disappointment undisguised: "It seems it really isn't that. Then I suppose I was the one who was longing for you before, otherwise I wouldn't have felt this way the moment I saw you..."

Such an expression might seem strange on other men, but when he does it, it evokes a sense of sympathy and pity.

"Wait a minute..." Qingxing suddenly interrupted, turning to Shen Zhili and saying, "By the way, Miss Shen, is the medicine you brewed still outside? I'll go with you to get it."

Shen Zhili understood and went out.

Just as the door closed, Qingxing's pleading voice, tinged with awkwardness, rang out: "Valley Master Shen, could you... try to coax him first...?"

What they're trying to coax is crystal clear.

Shen Zhili simply replied, "Not interested."