Chapter 258 Brain Issues

Chapter 258 Brain Issues

Zhe Jing wasn't wrong in his assumptions. Although Jin'er was optimistic about her future son-in-law, she didn’t think Xie Yuan was particularly generous, only considering him to be just above average.

This misunderstanding led her to believe that Zhe Jing was also poor, since Lord Xie didn’t give much money as rewards.

Zhe Jing remained silent for a long time, unsure how to explain to Jin'er that Lord Xie wasn’t stingy at all and that he himself wasn’t poor either; buying her some food wouldn’t cost much.

There was too much to explain.

If he couldn’t clarify this, Jin'er might refuse to accept any more food from him.

For a moment, Zhe Jing finally understood the difficulties his lord faced when pursuing his wife.

He had thought Lady was already quite naive, but it turned out that Lady’s Jin'er was even more so.

He shook his head helplessly, "Jin'er, I have much more money than you think. You don’t need to worry."

Jin'er widened her eyes, "Where did you get so much money?"

Zhe Jing's main sources of income were two: one was from the Xie Mansion's business across Great Shen, where he, as one of the heads of the Secret Guard, could use funds freely. The other source was from the generous rewards given by Xie Yuan over the years to those who risked their lives.

Without exaggeration, the private savings of Zhe Ying and Zhe Jing combined were comparable to half of Yanjing City’s wealthy merchants.

But before he could explain, Xia Hua ran over to say that Miss called Jin'er for something, so Jin'er quickly waved goodbye, "Little Brother Zhe Jing, I have to go. You don’t need to explain. Keep your money for yourself. If you run out, ask me for more."

Thus, Zhe Jing could only watch as Jin'er, who thought he was poor, ran off.

Helplessly, Zhe Jing had to temporarily play the role of a poor guard.

Meanwhile, when Jin'er returned to Su Youyue, there wasn’t really anything major. She just needed Jin'er to help change her medicine.

In the past, Jin'er often helped her with medical books and massaging her leg meridians. Now, she learned from Doctor Ji to change Su Youyue’s medicine daily. Over time, she became proficient.

The wound had been stitched, a method Jin'er had never seen before. At first, it seemed scary, but now she was used to it and changed the medicine skillfully. After finishing, she said, "Miss, Doctor Ji is truly skilled. Using needle and thread to stitch wounds really accelerates healing."

She almost didn’t doubt that in another month, Miss’s wound would fully heal.

Just as Su Youyue was about to nod and praise Doctor Ji, she suddenly remembered something, "Jin'er, bring me the medical book my mother left behind. Let me take a look."

Jin'er was taken aback but quickly fetched the book. Seeing Su Youyue’s tense expression as she carefully flipped through the pages, she asked softly, "Miss, what’s wrong?"

After flipping several pages without finding what she wanted, Su Youyue didn’t answer Jin'er. Her hands kept flipping, her eyes scanning nonstop.

Finally, on a page in the middle of the book, she saw a small drawing.

The drawing depicted a stitched wound.

Su Youyue stopped, staring at the picture as if her soul had left her body.

Before, she hadn’t understood what this drawing meant.

Why would a medical book include needlework?

But now, she suddenly understood.

Looking closely at the way the stitches were tied...

It was exactly the same as her own wound!

Su Youyue’s heart thumped violently.

Could Doctor Ji really be her mother?

Her mind was in turmoil.

When she thought it was unlikely, she felt nothing. But now, with more coincidences, she was panicking.

Could it be that in this rebirth, fate had changed, and heaven had favored her enough to let her meet her mother whom she had never seen?

But then, how to explain Doctor Ji growing up in Dongrong Country?

The situation was once again at an impasse. Su Youyue couldn’t figure it out and couldn’t ask Doctor Ji, knowing how she disliked such questions.

"Jin'er, hasn’t Aunt Song found anything yet?"

Seeing her Miss in distress, Jin'er shook her head cautiously, "Miss still suspects that Doctor Ji is Lady?"

Su Youyue hesitated before nodding, "Do you think I might have forgotten many things... could it be..."

She usually handled matters with ease, but this time she was completely flustered, even asking Jin'er for her opinion.

Jin'er nodded, "What Miss says is possible. If so, we need to find a way to awaken Lady’s memory!"

Thinking along Jin'er’s lines, Su Youyue found it difficult.

She had forgotten only a few things, yet it took her so much effort to recall them. Looking at Doctor Ji, if she had forgotten, it must have been everything.

"Don’t worry, Miss. Let Jin'er think of a way." Jin'er touched her hairpin, her brows furrowed deeply, thinking hard, "Or maybe we should hit Doctor Ji on the head to stimulate her memory..."

"..."

Su Youyue knew better than to expect anything from Jin'er’s ideas.

Just as she was about to suggest waiting for Chun Ya to return, an angry voice came from outside, "Who wants to hit me on the head!"

Jin'er jumped in fright, instinctively trying to hide behind the curtain, but Doctor Ji had already rushed in.

"Jin'er, was it you who wanted to hit me on the head?"

Jin'er, frightened and frozen, shook her head vigorously, not daring to admit it.

Ji Qingyan was fuming. He had kindly treated this Miss Su, but they actually wanted to hit him with a stick and provoke him. What was there for them to provoke in him?

If they were to hit her and make her stupid, who would she cry to?

"Cough..." Su Youyue lightly coughed to ease the awkwardness. "Doctor Ji, you've misunderstood. Actually, I forgot some memories before. Jin'er wanted to tell me about it, but mentioning Doctor Ji's name too many times made her slip up."

"Is that really so?" Ji Qingyan looked at the master and servant duo suspiciously.

Jin'er, like a little chick battered by a storm, shrank back and nodded.

Ji Qingyan finally let it go but scrutinized Su Youyue once more. "I didn't realize you had issues with your mind."

"..." Su Youyue, about to refute instinctively, found herself at a loss for words.

If not for having issues with her mind, how could she have forgotten her past memories?

Ji Qingyan, feeling magnanimous, said, "Forget it, forget it. Since I'm both beautiful and kind-hearted, I'll check if there's anything wrong with your mind."

Without waiting for a response, he sat down beside the bed and took Su Youyue's wrist to feel her pulse.

"Can one tell if there's a problem with the mind... by taking the pulse?" Su Youyue, thinking about whether Doctor Ji had ever lost his memory, asked subconsciously.

Ji Qingyan, without much thought, replied directly, "Others probably can't, but since I'm an expert in this field, I'm telling you, you should really be grateful..."

Before he finished, Su Youyue asked, "Has Doctor Ji ever taken his own pulse?"

Ji Qingyan: "?"

Was this little girl suspecting that he, Ji Qingyan, had issues with his mind?