Shanyuan Square Ye Mansion.

After Ye Mi Yuan was brought back, he has been staying in this courtyard to recuperate, having moved out only a few days ago, he has now returned.

He lies on the bed like a living dead, his eyes filled with hopelessness staring at the canopy overhead.

"Patriarch."

Ye Shengyuan responded with a "hm," pushing the door open as he entered.

"Mi Yuan, how are you, feeling any better?" Ye Shengyuan asked, concerned as he approached. Not skilled in orthopedics, he’d invited the best orthopedic physician to set Ye Mi Yuan’s bones.

Ye Mi Yuan remained motionless, not even his eyeballs shifted, completely resembling an idiot.

"Mi Yuan, your luck was bad this time, we can’t confront that kid directly for now. That kid has established connections with the Su Family and Snow Mountain Sect. Reliable sources say, Snow Mountain Sect has dispatched an expert to reside in his house." Ye Shengyuan stated.

Upon hearing news about Lin Miao, Ye Mi Yuan’s eyeballs shifted slightly. Clearly, he was not unable to hear, but required specific information as a stimulus.

"Why..." Ye Mi Yuan let out a low growl from his throat.

"I don’t know, it should be the Su Family’s interference. Last year, Bai Feng fought a master from the Moon Worship Sect, sustained serious injuries, and then stayed at Lin’s residence for recovery. Now it seems, the kid must have helped Bai Feng, and Bai Feng invited Snow Mountain Sect’s experts as guardians to repay the favor." Ye Shengyuan analyzed and explained.

Ye Mi Yuan clenched his fist, veins bulging on his forehead, unwilling to accept defeat. A well-laid plan had failed again, and he didn’t even know whose hand caused his defeat.

Who is that masked person, is he the same one from last time, is he guarding Lin Miao?

That person’s martial skills shouldn’t exceed the Blood Fusion Realm, could it be someone from the Snow Mountain Sect?

Snow Mountain Sect is a top-tier sect, I’m afraid the Green Blade Sect, upon learning this news, wouldn’t dare act recklessly. They aim to replace Snow Mountain Sect but lack the required strength.

"The steward named Xie you’ve caught should have returned, but he didn’t come back with that Lin fellow, and what the Lin kid did outside the city remains unknown..."

Ye Shengyuan and Ye Mi Yuan now understand, confronting Lin Miao directly won’t work, they must find faults, grab handles, and then have him killed through legitimate means.

The problem is, as long as he doesn’t make mistakes himself, others really find it difficult to catch his faults.

Every day he goes to the Convenient Medical Diagnosis Point for consultation, occasionally heading out for visits. As long as no major medical accidents occur, no one can do anything to him.

The investigation into Shang Agen and Shang Youwei’s case has resulted in a disgrace, with five from Green Blade Sect sent to jail along with a captain.

While they suffered no losses, we suffered heavy losses.

The entire incident originated because the young master from the Ye Family lusted after someone’s senior sister, aiming to possess her, and Mr. Xue also fell for the senior sister...

This is truly the calamity brought by beauty!

"Patriarch, take me there, I want that Lin fellow to treat my leg!" Ye Mi Yuan suddenly spoke, gritting his teeth.

"What, you want that Lin kid to treat your arm and leg?" Ye Shengyuan instantly became furious, "Mi Yuan, where does this put the Ye Family?"

"Patriarch, I want to enter the plot personally!" Ye Mi Yuan stated.

After his furious outburst, Ye Shengyuan also calmed down. He understood Ye Mi Yuan’s thoughts. It’s now widely known that Ye Mi Yuan is targeting Lin Miao. If Ye Mi Yuan is seriously injured, with broken limbs, and seeks treatment from Lin Miao, what would Lin Miao do?

If he treats him, how would he feel, dealing with one’s enemy’s recovery, would it be treated successfully or unsuccessfully?

Either way, it makes one uncomfortable.

If healed, it would be distressing, if failed, it shows medical incompetence.

If not treated, it implies lack of medical ethics, this would be the moral high ground to tarnish his reputation. All the talk about a healer’s parental heart would be seen as an act, a hypocrite.

"Crazy, are you not afraid he’d intentionally kill you in the process?"

"It’s just broken limbs, not a terminal illness. If I die, wouldn’t the Patriarch and Marquis Lingyang’s wife have reasons to act?" Ye Mi Yuan laughed grimly.

"This..." Ye Shengyuan was taken aback, Ye Mi Yuan’s determination surpassed his expectations. His hatred towards Lin Miao was more intense than his own.

...

"Achoo!"

During consultation, Lin Miao suddenly felt an itch in his nose, an inexplicable sneeze, his body was fine, he hadn’t caught a cold.

Seeing nothing amiss, he continued treating patients.

"Brother, where are you feeling unwell?" This patient came in with his head lowered, fiddling with his fingers, not saying a word. Lin Miao had no idea what he wanted.

"Mr. Lin, could Lady Xia Zhu step outside for a moment?" After a long pause, he finally spoke.

"Oh, understood." Lin Miao somewhat understood. There was something he couldn’t express openly, so he gave Xia Zhu a look, raising his hand to indicate for Xia Zhu to step out. The problem might concern male privacy.

Once Xia Zhu left, the patient started talking about his problem below, itching, and severe pain when urinating.

Lin Miao had him lie down, donned special sheep intestine gloves for examination, and basically confirmed it was syphilitic ulcers.

Despite seeing many patients with these cases, it’s the first time he encountered a man with this ailment, given that Xiuyue Square had many women engaged in special occupations, such diseases were more common, mostly arising from unhygienic intercourse.

"It’s not serious, I’ll prescribe some medicine, take it over a few times and you’ll be fine. However, you should bring your wife over as well, and abstain from intercourse for now..." Lin Miao advised, as the cross-infection probability is very high with this disease.

"My wife, she’s not sick; why is she coming here?" The man was worried. If his wife found out, there’d be a huge argument.

"I’ve explained this to you before. Your illness is caused by a lack of marital activities. Since you caught it, your wife might catch it too, although her symptoms might be different from yours. If only you’re treated and she isn’t, and you two share a bed, it’ll happen again. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Mr. Lin, could you please not tell my wife how this illness was contracted?"

"Don’t worry, I’m not interested in your personal affairs." Lin Miao nodded; this guy probably had been fooling around outside.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. I’ll bring her over tomorrow." The man wasn’t stupid, he understood the situation after listening to Lin Miao’s explanation.

"Greetings, madam. Is there any number left for Mr. Lin’s consultation today?"

"Sorry, all numbers for today have been issued. If you don’t need urgent care, you can come early tomorrow morning." Lien Yurou said indifferently.

"Madam, we’ve traveled a long way and covered great distances; could you make an exception?" The old man pleaded.

"Well..." Seeing that the person was indeed pitiful, Lien Yurou said, "Sir, I’ll ask if Mr. Lin has any time. There are several patients ahead; I’m not sure when it’ll be your turn."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Coming such a long way at such an age, how many patients are ahead of us?" Lin Miao asked after understanding the situation.

Lien Yurou said, "Three."

"Three is fine; we can add one more. In the future, for cases like this, you can add one or two numbers at your discretion—consider it urgent care." Lin Miao said, sticking to the rules he had set, ensuring that urgent care isn’t counted as regular consultation, offering convenience to those in actual need.

"Alright."

After attending to three patients, it was about to be the turn of the elderly man who had come from afar when suddenly the sound of horse hooves echoed outside the diagnosis point, and a luxurious carriage came to a stop.

Judging from the carriage’s emblem and design, it belonged to the Ye Family.

The Ye Family’s carriage suddenly appearing at the Xiuyue Square Convenient Medical Diagnosis Point startled Cui Wanquan from the monitoring room and Guan Biyun, who was tending herbs in the backyard.

First off the carriage in a dark red brocade robe was Ye Shengyuan. He lifted his head slightly, his expression somewhat unnatural, adjusted his attire a bit, and turned to gesture with a wave.

Two Ye Family servants jumped onto the carriage, opened the back door, and carried a person out from inside.

"Patriarch Ye." Cui Wanquan came out to greet him first, respectfully clasping his fists at Ye Shengyuan. He’d been in Dongshan City for several months and had quite a few dealings within the Dongshan medical community, having naturally met the Patriarch and Shengyuan Hall owner from the Ye Family before.

"Mr. Cui, greetings!" Ye Shengyuan replied with a fist salute. Being from Li Jing, Cui Wanquan had been mentioned by Ye Xiyuan before; the two shared a good rapport, which boded for potential future interactions—a promising acquaintance.

Lin Miao and Xia Zhu were also alerted, quickly coming out from the consultation room. Seeing Ye Shengyuan’s face change slightly, they knew it was common knowledge in the Dongshan medical community that the two did not get along.

Yet, outwardly, they hadn’t officially fallen out, nor had things reached the extent of direct verbal conflict.

"What brings Patriarch Ye to this humble diagnosis point of mine?" Lin Miao wasn’t as respectful as Cui Wanquan, only raising his hand slightly and maintaining direct eye contact while asking.

He wasn’t afraid of direct conflict with Ye Shengyuan, but as long as the latter didn’t provoke him first, he wouldn’t initiate any trouble.

Currently, the situation was more like stealthily stabbing each other."

Ye Shengyuan laughed and said, "I’m here for my incompetent nephew. He’s an arresting officer; last time, Mr. Lin here misunderstood him and sent him to the Arresting Department. This time, he was severely injured fighting a dangerous criminal. His leg bones were broken in the battle, and Ye here doesn’t specialize in orthopedics. I heard Mr. Lin has outstanding skills in orthopedics, so I brought him over."

Lin Miao glanced at the person on the stretcher behind Ye Shengyuan. That familiar face was none other than the "Child of Bad Luck," Ye Mi Yuan.

What’s the plan?

Lin Miao was also a bit taken aback. Another test? Hadn’t he suffered enough last time around?

Coming back?

What expertise in orthopedics? Even though he’d fixed bones for several patients and even operated on a patient’s ankle, he wasn’t widely recognized for it. Besides, the Shengyuan Hall itself employed orthopedists, not to mention the presence of a specialized and renowned bone-setting establishment—Lueo’s Post House—in Dongshan City, rich in experience and fame. Why specifically seek him out?

This definitely reeks of conspiracy.

"Patriarch Ye, I’m afraid there are no appointments left at the diagnosis point today. I’ve been working all afternoon and am quite exhausted. Why don’t we continue tomorrow morning?" Lin Miao replied calmly.

"Alright, we’ll come over early tomorrow." Ye Shengyuan surprisingly didn’t stammer upon hearing this, directly signaling his servants to lift Ye Mi Yuan back onto the carriage.

Lin Miao watched as Ye Mi Yuan was carried onto the carriage, keeping his eyes shut and staying silent.

Guan Biyun also came over from the back but didn’t make her presence known, instead entering the consultation room. She wasn’t fully aware of the situation and stayed inside, ready to intervene if negotiations soured, to prevent and ease tensions.

"Patriarch Ye, I’m curious. With orthopedists at Shengyuan Hall and skilled bone-setting experts in Dongshan City, why choose me to set your nephew’s bones?" Seeing the other actually get on the carriage to leave, Lin Miao asked.

"Because Ye believes in Mr. Lin’s medical expertise." Ye Shengyuan replied.

"Bone fractures aren’t to be delayed. The longer they take, the more the patient suffers. Since Patriarch Ye places such trust in me, how could I let down this trust?" Lin Miao calmly stated, "I have a dedicated treatment room in the back, Patriarch Ye. Please send him in; it qualifies as urgent care."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!" Ye Shengyuan was momentarily stunned but readily signaled his men to carry Ye Mi Yuan down once more.

The attitude was too agreeable; there must be ulterior motives!

If they had left just now, who knows what bad rumors might have spread about me by tomorrow?

Revenge served cold, ignoring fate, lacking medical ethics?