"Is it related to me?" Han Yan asked persistently.
"Silly child, how could it be related to you? Donât take everything upon yourself," Lu Nianxin said, shifting her gaze away and speaking casually.
Seeing her like this, Han Yan was even more convinced that she was injured because she was trying to protect her, which made her feel even guiltier.
But since Lu Nianxin didnât want to talk about it, it was clear she didnât want Han Yan to feel guilty, nor did she want her to seek out the person and get into trouble. Hence, Han Yan stopped asking further. After all, although she was outstanding among the younger generation, she was still far from matching those hundred-year-old monsters in strength. Asking too persistently would only make Grandma unnecessarily worried.
"Grandma, I know a renowned doctor from Anyun who came with me to Shangyue. Shall I ask him to have a look?" Han Yan suggested, referring to Doctor Sun. Though Doctor Sun had learned the entire ancestral Vein-Splitting Hand technique, it was thanks to her guidance; that was merely because she benefited from the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword technique. When it came to medicine, the family tradition of Doctor Sunâs expertise was far superior to hers.
"Let him come and take a look then." Lu Nianxin was actually not hopeful about a cure, but seeing Han Yanâs persistence, she didnât want to dampen her filial efforts and agreed.
"Iâll go bring him over," Yue Fanchen volunteered. He had earlier arranged for Doctor Sun and Huayueâs group to stay at the hostel.
Before long, Doctor Sun arrived at the palace.
After a brief greeting, Doctor Sun checked Lu Nianxinâs pulse.
"Hmm, strange, really strange." Gradually, Doctor Sun furrowed his brows, muttering to himself in confusion.
Hearing his words, Yue Fanyi and Yue Fanchen exchanged disappointed looks. The famous doctors they had invited previously showed similar reactions and left in bewilderment. This time wouldnât be any different, it seemed.
"Doctor Sun, if itâs unmanageable, donât force it," Lu Nianxin said politely.
Originally, she didnât have much hope and was only making an attempt for the sake of Han Yanâs wishes. Seeing Doctor Sunâs bewildered face, she didnât want to waste any more energy.
"Doctor Sun, did you discover something?" Han Yan, however, did not give up easily.
Though Doctor Sunâs reputation was prominent in Anyun City, outside Anyun, not many knew of him, but Han Yan had come to know him well enough to understand that his ancestral medical proficiency was extraordinary, and the medical notes handed down through generations were comprehensive, unmatched by typical famous doctors.
"Lady Mu, if Iâm not mistaken, the Empress Dowagerâs injury was actually already healed," Doctor Sun pulled back his hand, ponderingly stated.
"Healed? How is that possible? I just checked Grandma myself, and her Gang Qi fluctuates erratically, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes intermittent. How could the injury be healed?" Han Yan looked at Doctor Sun, puzzled.
If she hadnât already known about his expertise and integrity, Han Yan might have suspected him of pretending mystique like other worldly society god-men.
"The fluctuation of Gang Qi in the Empress Dowagerâs body may not necessarily be due to injury. If she was under some strange technique or forbidden technique, it could also manifest as such symptoms," Doctor Sun explained.
"Strange technique or forbidden technique!" Han Yanâs heart skipped a beat; she hadnât thought of this.
In the past, she might have scoffed at Doctor Sunâs words, as to an ordinary sword cultivator, strange techniques and forbidden techniques were like fairy tales, mostly exaggerated and incredible. But after learning of the existence of the Holy Court and the temple, Han Yan understood that many so-called strange techniques and forbidden techniques, while exaggerated, werenât entirely unfounded.