“If you’re worried, I’ll have Butler Lin find a miraculous doctor.”
Only then did Lady Lin San nod in relief and fall into a deep sleep. She was truly exhausted. Over the years, no matter how much Lord Lin favored her, she had to live with a mask. Reality is cruel; if you’re not smooth, you’re destined to be eliminated.
(Three)
This smoothness is an art. Done poorly, it’s like Lady Lin Qi’s eccentricity; done well, it’s like Lady Lin San’s thoughtfulness.
The next day, Lord Lin’s initial excitement had considerably subsided. As he was enjoying his rich breakfast, Butler Lin brought someone — a famous ghost doctor from the martial world, known as “Enemy of Yama.” It’s said that he could bring back the dead if he chose to treat them, and he was also an exceptional fortune-teller. However, he had a peculiar rule — he would not treat three types of people: officials, the rich, and hypocrites. Lord Lin, though not a hypocrite, was certainly a high-ranking official and wealthy. What moved this genius to come and treat the young Miss Lin? Because he was a good friend of Butler Lin. So, he came.
Without wiping his mouth, Lord Lin hurried forward to greet him, clasping his hands in respect, “I appreciate your effort, Master.”
The ghost doctor merely glanced at him coldly, just once, and asked, “Where is the patient?”
The ghost doctor was tall with a sparse beard, his figure gaunt yet exuding an air of otherworldly charm. His sharp gaze commanded respect. Upon seeing Miss Lin, he fell silent for a long while, not speaking. Lady Lin San grew anxious and said, “Master, how is my daughter? If you can cure her, whatever reward you desire, the Master will provide.”
The ghost doctor snorted, “Do you think I, the ghost doctor, am here for your mere money?”
Butler Lin quickly intervened, “Please calm down, Brother Ghost, the lady is just anxious, please forgive her.”
Although Butler Lin was just a servant of the Lin mansion, he held himself with dignity and never spoke submissively, even to Lord Lin, who admired his management skills and considered him almost family. Seeing him speak so gently to the ghost doctor, Lord Lin felt a new respect and trust for him, quickly adding, “My wife lacks manners, please overlook it, Master.”
