Drink your medicine," Zhu Yanyi said, handing the bowl to Yan Aohan.
Yan Aohan nodded. "Thank you." He took the bowl and drank it down without hesitation.
"I will treat your abdominal wound first, then your back, and finally the wound on your chest. For the abdomen, this herbal soup is the main treatment. Take it twice a day for three days. After that, the wound should heal. For your back, I will use acupuncture. However, I cannot use gold needles yet, only silver ones. So the effect is not as good as gold needles. Gold needles would heal you in three days, but silver needles will take seven. Lastly, for the wound near your heart, I will use both herbal soup and acupuncture. That will also take about seven days. For the remaining half month, I will arrange medicated baths for you." Zhu Yanyi explained her plan.
"Medicated bath?" Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi. "What kind of bath is it?"
Zhu Yanyi put on a serious, adult-like expression. "I don't know your background, but Grandpa Yao said to save you. That means you are someone worth saving. You endured the pain in your abdomen, back, and chest without complaining. This shows you have great patience. Most importantly, even though you were in pain, you did not get angry at anyone. This shows you have good character. So, I will help you. As for the result of the bath, you will know after you experience it."
Zhu Yanyi said this because she could sense the aura around Yan Aohan. Although she felt a certain killing intent, it was comforting rather than malicious. This meant that even if she had killed, it was for good reasons. Zhu Yanyi wanted to do good deeds, but she never intended to tolerate evil. If someone killed bad people, she would save them, even if they carried a killing aura.
"Then I trouble you," Yan Aohan said. She looked deeply at Zhu Yanyi and did not refuse. The girl in front of her was small, with a cinnabar mark on her forehead that made her look spirited. Yet, her words were very serious, as if they were on equal footing. Yan Aohan felt no anger. Perhaps it was because she had seen her given the title of Medical Buddha Girl outside the Guanyin Temple, or perhaps for other reasons. Regardless, she did not refuse. In fact, she inexplicably trusted Zhu Yanyi.
Zhu Yanyi smiled and picked up the empty bowl. "Rest well. Do not exercise too much until you are healed. However, doing Tai Chi or jogging is fine."
"Okay," Yan Aohan acknowledged.
Zhu Yanyi smiled slightly and left with the empty bowl. After she went out, Yan Aohan frowned slightly. She looked coldly at her left wrist. A purple-gold light appeared on her wrist, then quickly disappeared into her skin. It was so fast that no one could notice it. Some fragments flashed through Yan Aohan's mind. She frowned again and closed her eyes, trying to see clearly, but she could not.
Zhang Haifeng walked in holding an apple. Seeing Yan Aohan’s expression, he asked curiously, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell again? Should I go find Old Yao? Having a child treat you feels strange."
"I am fine," Yan Aohan opened his eyes. "I feel good. The first dose of medicine worked well. My abdomen feels much warmer. It seems the Medical Buddha Girl has a well-deserved reputation.