Lin Miao finished the surgery, gave instructions, and then left Baoan Hall.

After this, unless there’s an emergency, he doesn’t need to stay at Baoan Hall as it would interfere with their regular work.

Besides, such an emergency surgery expended a lot of his energy.

If it were just surgery, it wouldn’t be an issue.

But to save a life, he almost depleted his entire internal energy; today, if not for him, Ruan Qingsi would certainly have died.

However, he also discovered some ways to use internal energy during the surgery, making future operations less exhausting.

Especially in stopping bleeding and cardiac resuscitation and defibrillation; he found that internal energy can indeed play a significant role.

Internal energy can simulate a current, stimulate the heart, and restore its normal rhythm.

During the surgery, Ruan Qingsi experienced atrial fibrillation twice; without this method, she couldn’t have been saved. This technique isn’t universally applicable, and he doesn’t know if others can use it.

At Blue Star, it would take at least five or six people to do such a surgery, with various monitoring systems, whereas he practically did it alone.

He dealt with sudden situations by himself, thankfully prepared, or else he couldn’t have pulled off this surgery.

"Junior Brother, thanks to you today; otherwise, Ruan Qingsi would have surely perished."

"Indeed, a melody from ’Baochai Chronicles’ would have become eternal silence."

"Junior Brother, human life is really fragile. Father’s health was so good, yet he was gone just like that..."

"Our master was poisoned secretly; otherwise, he wouldn’t have died. It’s a pity that I was so muddled at the time, unable to notice the master’s anomaly. Senior Sister, you don’t blame me, do you?" Lin Miao reached out to grasp Sun Youwei’s gentle hand.

"Junior Brother awakened latent wisdom, which isn’t something you can control. Maybe it was precisely father’s death that stimulated you; otherwise, you might not be where you are today," Sun Youwei said.

"Senior Sister’s analysis makes sense; indeed, it was because of the master’s sudden death that I was stimulated to awaken latent wisdom. But I still feel guilty; if I had awakened earlier, maybe the master wouldn’t have died." Lin Miao said regretfully.

"Junior Brother, this isn’t your fault..." Sun Youwei comforted softly upon hearing Lin Miao’s self-reproach.

"Senior Sister, time flies; it’s been over a year since the master’s passing, yet it feels as if it’s still right before my eyes." Lin Miao gently reached out and drew Sun Youwei into his embrace.

...

"Owner!"

The portly Mr. Xie appeared in the courtyard, clad in leather, looking even more round than before; his face was rosy, barely recognizable as the scrawny, cunning Mr. Xie of old.

"You’re back. Is the Herbal Hall built?"

"Rest assured, Owner. I used the best materials as per your request to build the Herbal Hall, and in addition, I donated money to the town’s school in your name," Mr. Xie said. "I’ve reported all these in a letter to you."

"Anything else?"

"Owner, do you know why the Huang Family chose to settle in Qingping Town?" Mr. Xie asked.

"Why?"

"Do you know the pine forest to the west of Qingping Town? Underneath it lies a large tomb, reportedly of a Qin-named general from the Yu Dynasty. It’s said to be buried with many valuables alongside the usual gold, silver, and jewels, including some martial arts manual called ’Overlord Removing Armor...’"

"Xie, how did you learn about this?" Lin Miao frowned. Most of the Huang Family members were executed by the court, and the young ones were sent into servitude.

"Owner, wasn’t the Huang Family confiscated? Gold, silver, and jewels were inevitably included, but their collection of books was seen as worthless and overlooked. Someone discovered this in the Huang Family’s books, and it spread from there," Mr. Xie explained. "Once this news got out, Qingping Town became lively, filled with people trying to excavate the tomb. The place indeed houses a large tomb; some found treasures while many lost their lives inside. Such a grave from the Grand General certainly won’t lack defenses against tomb raiders, full of traps and mechanisms, leading to quite a commotion that’s only recently quieted down."

"You haven’t joined them in the excavation, have you?"

"Of course not; I’m not cut out for fortune-seeking, and with my meager skills, I wouldn’t dare go. I don’t want to die in there."

"The Huang Family discovered this prominent tomb and settled in Qingping Town intending to excavate its treasures to restore their family’s fortune, right?"

"That’s likely the purpose."

"Alright, I’ve got it. You’ve had a tiresome journey with carriage travel. Rest first, and familiarize yourself with the household tasks over the next couple of days, coordinating with Dong Fei to manage things well."

"Yes, Owner."

...

Baoan Hall.

After the surgery, Ruan Qingsi simply didn’t leave that room, temporarily settling within, with some living supplies moved in.

Waiting for Ruan Qingsi to wake up.

The anesthesia has actually worn off, but Ruan Qingsi is excessively fatigued; all these days of performing almost without pause have left her unable to rest properly.

Coupled with heart issues and performance pressures, in short, very young, she has severely overextended herself.

Otherwise, how could there have been several dangerous moments during the surgery, almost losing the person.

This time, Ruan Qingsi slept until dusk before slowly opening her eyes. If not for the pain below her right abdomen, she would have thought she was dead.

Jinniang, who was keeping vigil by Ruan Qingsi’s bedside, suddenly saw her daughter open her eyes and excitedly shouted, "Husband, husband, Qingniang is awake, Qingniang is awake..."

Suddenly remembering, Ruan Fu had returned to the theater troupe, since the lead actor was sick, but the show couldn’t stop. So many people in the troupe needed to eat, and it wasn’t just Ruan Qingsi, after all. Moreover, they could perform other plays.

Ruan Fu was the troupe leader; he couldn’t just abandon the troupe.

"Mom, where am I?" Ruan Qingsi struggled to sit up but was quickly pressed back down by her mother, Jinniang, "Qingniang, you just had surgery, you can’t move around. Lin specifically instructed that you must rest in bed."

"Surgery, what are you talking about, Mom?" Ruan Qingsi’s face was pale, without a hint of color.

"Surgery, I don’t know either. Anyway, they said you’re very ill right now, can’t get up, and need to rest in bed!" Jinniang explained.

"Mom, where’s Dad?"

"Dad went back to the theater troupe, and we are at Baoan Hall. Even if you recover, you need to stay here for ten days to a half month before you can leave."

"Ah, Mom, I’m hungry, can you make me something to eat?" A wave of hunger surged in her stomach as Ruan Qingsi requested.

"That won’t do, Qingniang. Lin said after surgery, if you want to eat, you need to wait twelve hours and pass gas first. During this period, you can’t eat, not even drink water."

"Ah, can’t eat, can’t even drink water, won’t that starve someone to death..."

"A person won’t die from not eating or drinking for three days, so don’t worry about that, Miss Ruan." Xu Qixi pushed the door and walked in from outside.

"Miss Xu, you’re here."

"I heard voices inside the room, so I came to check, and it turns out Miss Ruan is awake." Xu Qixi came forward, first feeling Ruan Qingsi’s forehead, then taking her pulse.

"There’s a slight fever, but the pulse has greatly improved. Keep an eye on it. If the temperature rises, you can use a warm towel to wipe her palms, soles, and armpits. A cold towel can be placed on her forehead to reduce fever. Don’t touch the incision site. If she needs the restroom, she can do so in bed. There’s a special bedpan, so don’t worry."

"Miss Xu, Qingniang is hungry, can she eat something?"

"No, the danger period hasn’t passed. You can’t eat or drink. Even if the danger period passes, you have to wait until she passes gas before eating. Otherwise, who will take responsibility if something goes wrong?" Xu Qixi said sharply.

"Also, tonight someone must keep watch and observe her condition at all times. I’ll stay at Baoan Hall tonight, so call me if anything happens."

"Yes, yes, we will remember."

"Miss Ruan, rest well, don’t overthink it. You’ll get better; I’m still waiting to hear you sing." Xu Qixi offered a slight smile to Ruan Qingsi lying in the sickbed.

"Thank you." Ruan Qingsi didn’t know Xu Qixi, but she could see the care and kindness in her.

"Rest now. Feel her forehead every incense stick interval. If it’s like now, don’t worry, but if it gets hot, cool her down immediately..."

...

"That Ruan Qingsi, tonight is critical. If she gets through it, tomorrow shouldn’t be a big issue. If the fever doesn’t go down, then there’s trouble..."

"Can Little Qi handle it?" Sun Youwei handed over a cup of tea and said.

"The methods for reducing fever and lowering temperature, I’ve taught them all. If it doesn’t work, then I’ve no solution." Lin Miao slowly looked down at the cup of tea in his hand and said.

"Don’t worry, that Miss Ruan shouldn’t have a short life; she should be okay." Sun Youwei consoled.

"In a few days, come with me to Li Hen City."

"Going again? For what?"

"I had the embroidery workshop design a wedding dress for you. You need to see it in person to decide on the color and the embroidery pattern. This needs advance preparation, it takes a year to complete."

"A year to make one wedding dress?" Sun Youwei was taken aback, "How much will that wedding dress cost?"

"You only marry once in your life; it has to be the best. No matter the cost, it’s worth it," Lin Miao said with affection.

"And you, is your wedding attire also custom made at the embroidery workshop?"

"Of course, we are a couple, it naturally can’t be made separately." Lin Miao nodded.

"Then when will we go?" Sun Youwei, surprised with joy, was a bit impatient. The wedding dress is tremendously significant to a woman; you only wear it once in a lifetime, but that one time holds unparalleled significance.

"Once I’ve arranged my affairs, we’ll go." Lin Miao nodded. Si Miaoxue over there was already urging him to go.

There was also an issue at the estate outside the city with Yue Mei’Er, all waiting for him to handle.

Were it not for the matter with Qingye and the Crown Prince, he would’ve gone already, but to leave Dongshan, he needed a suitable reason.

At the auction in Li Hen City, an "Physician’s Order" appeared.

Those familiar with Lin Miao’s past knew he had lost his master’s "Physician’s Order" and had always wanted to retrieve it. Therefore, attending the auction in Li Hen City seemed only natural.