"Seventh Master. Someone is coming." Qiao Yu, the attendant beside Xiao Yi, called out carefully at the door.
"Did she find it?" asked the person inside.
"This... I am incompetent and have not found it yet. But, Master Qi, you have to let the doctor take a look at your eyes first...?" Qiao Yu said nervously.
After a long silence, the person inside called out weakly, "Come in." As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yu came in with a middle-aged bearded doctor.
Xiao Yi was seen sitting cross-legged on the couch, eyes closed, resting. The doctor, at Qiao Yu's suggestion, walked forward to check his injured eye. After looking through it for a long time, his face turned pale and he shook his head involuntarily. Seeing his expression, Qiao Yu felt depressed and pulled him aside, saying, "Sir, let's talk outside."
"No need, right here." Xiao Yi stopped him, "Sir, you might as well tell the truth."
The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Yes. To be honest, your eyes... were burned. If you don't get proper treatment, you may go blind. If you go to a place with better conditions for treatment, there may be hope of recovery."
"How much?" Xiao Yi asked calmly.
The doctor was sweating, but he still replied: "If you use the best medicine to treat it... there is 30 to 40 percent hope."
Qiao Yu immediately became anxious when he heard this. He took a few steps forward and grabbed the doctor by the collar: "You quack, can you really treat this minor injury?"
The doctor was timid and didn't dare to say much.
Xiao Yi sighed and stopped him: "Qiao Yu, forget it. Don't embarrass him."
The doctor was put down by him. He held his neck tightly and said with short breaths: "I am not talented enough. I will prescribe a few medicines to see if they work. You should go to bed early..."
Xiao Yi nodded silently and stopped talking. When the doctor wrote a prescription and ran to get the medicine tremblingly, Qiao Yu approached and asked, "Seventh Master, let's go back to the capital. When we get back to the palace, we can find the best imperial physician to see him. It will definitely work. Don't listen to that mediocre doctor's nonsense."
Xiao Yi said, "I know with my own eyes. The current thing is to find Xu Zhaopei as soon as possible."
"But sir, we can't delay." Qiao Yu continued to persuade him, but Xiao Yi's voice turned cold: "Why, do you want me to say it again?"
Qiao Yu lowered his eyes helplessly, but he couldn't guess what Xiao Yi was thinking. That insignificant woman actually dared to hurt a general's eyes, and his master was not in a hurry to treat the disease for her.
How important are these eyes to him? Without them, it would be like losing the Seventh Master. Losing everything. However, he seemed to be indifferent, as if it was insignificant, and only cared about the woman. It was really strange.
If I report back to the emperor like this, I'm sure the emperor won't blame me for anything. This is a good opportunity to get rid of the marriage. In my memory, the Seventh Master never liked this kind of woman, and I've heard him mock and disdain this woman many times in his words, but why is he so stubborn now and must find her
I can’t guess… I can’t guess. (To be continued)