Qin Feng briefly explained the method of artificial respiration to his master, adding that he would give him the details when they returned that evening. Only then did Master Yun relent. He then followed Qin Feng to the Jiang Mansion for the banquet—he wanted to see this resurrected Young Master Jiang for himself. He wouldn’t have gone to an ordinary feast.

His junior sister, Yun Ying, rushed over happily and took Qin Feng’s arm. She eagerly started walking outside, telling him that she often went to the Jiang Mansion because she was good friends with Old Mr. Jiang’s daughter, Jiang Mingxin.

Qin Feng, however, was extremely awkward. His junior sister was all grown up now. The soft, warm, and fragrant feeling of her pressing against his arm made him blush.

While still talking to her, he discreetly pulled his arm away and took her hand instead. That felt a little better.

Yun Ying was taken aback and felt a little unhappy. But her senior brother started asking her about everything that had happened since they’d last seen each other, and her chirpy chatter soon made her forget the matter.

The Jiang Mansion was a residence of high status, with painted beams and carved pillars. It exuded an air of endless wealth and prosperity that made Qin Feng, who was used to traveling through mountains and villages, feel extremely out of place.

Looking at the exquisite delicacies on the table, he thought of the simple farmhouse meals he’d eaten in Qingnan Village and was suddenly struck by a realization—’I’ve been away from Qingnan Village for a long time now.’

At the banquet, Old Mr. Jiang thanked Qin Feng profusely and praised Master Yun for producing such a brilliant student. The compliments flowed from him as if they were free.

Master Yun, unable to bear it any longer, hastily ate a few bites, then waved his hand to interrupt him, saying he wanted to see the young master.

Old Mr. Jiang hurriedly led the master and disciple to see his son.

Truth be told, he was still a little worried and wanted Master Yun to take a look as well. If even Master Yun said his son was fine, then he would truly be fine.

Master Yun examined Young Master Jiang and, naturally, said he was fine.

Old Mr. Jiang laughed heartily and said repeatedly that he had to reward Qin Feng generously. He then waved for a servant to bring over a tray covered with a red silk cloth.

The sight gave Qin Feng a headache.

He wasn’t a stick-in-the-mud; he had no problem charging wealthy patients a high consultation fee. Otherwise, how could he afford to treat the poor, sometimes for free?

However, Old Mr. Jiang’s insistence on giving him a grand reward left him at a loss. He didn’t want to get too involved with these wealthy people. Besides, his master was now living in Yunzhou City, and he loathed socializing with rich merchants and officials.

Suddenly, he thought of Juhua. An idea struck him, and before Old Mr. Jiang could lift the red cloth, he quickly said, "Old Mr. Jiang, if you truly wish to thank me, there’s no need for gold or silver. I have a friend who has suffered a facial injury. If you have any high-quality pearls, perhaps you would be willing to part with a few? I would like to use them to prepare some medicine for her."

Old Mr. Jiang was overjoyed to hear this. "Yes, yes, we have pearls!" he said quickly, then ordered someone to hurry and ask his wife to bring their finest pearls.

He turned to Master Yun and Qin Feng and said sincerely, "I am a simple, worldly man. I know that you and your disciple are both of noble character, and I wouldn’t dare insult you with such things. Besides, how can the gift of life be repaid with gold and silver? I only offered these things to help with your consultation fees. I know Master Yun charges the poor very little for his services, and over time, that must lead to a loss. If you accept this money and use it to help the poor, it can be considered my small contribution."

Hearing this, Qin Feng couldn’t help but see him in a new light. Even Master Yun nodded repeatedly, his aversion toward the man lessening slightly.

Just then, Mrs. Jiang came over carrying an exquisite box. She presented it to Qin Feng with both hands and said with a gentle smile, "Here are ten of our finest pearls."

After speaking, she turned and took two delicate porcelain vials from a maidservant’s hands. She said to him, "These are two vials of ’Clear Condensing Dew,’ a gift from the governor’s wife. She obtained it from the palace. I know that you and Master Yun are master physicians and can create any kind of beauty-enhancing medicine you wish. But this was made in the palace with precious and rare ingredients, making it extremely hard to come by. These are the only two vials I have left. Since Doctor Qin mentioned his friend’s face was injured, please take them and try them. It’s better than nothing, and it’s a token of our sincerity."

Qin Feng was overjoyed. He quickly accepted them and thanked Mrs. Jiang sincerely, saying that the medicine was perfect. Even if he could formulate a remedy, he couldn’t possibly gather so many ingredients. How could he compare to the complete stock of the Royal Family?

Seeing they had given the right gift, Mrs. Jiang exchanged a look with Old Mr. Jiang, and they both smiled happily.

Thus, the banquet ended with both hosts and guests thoroughly pleased. Afterward, Old Mr. Jiang arranged for the three of them to be escorted back to Jishi Hall.

When Master Yun returned to the medical hall, he finally asked Qin Feng for the details of where he had learned this "artificial respiration."

Qin Feng then told him all about Juhua in detail, adding that the medicine and pearls were also for her.

Master Yun mused, "Ah, so she’s the girl with the skin condition on her face you wrote to me about last year."

This was the first time Yun Ying had heard the name Juhua.

The chrysanthemum was the gentleman among flowers, but as a person’s name, it sounded hopelessly rustic. She couldn’t imagine what a girl named Juhua would be like.

She stared blankly at her increasingly graceful senior brother, feeling he had changed so much. Earlier, when she’d held his arm, he had been uncomfortable. In the past, he would have playfully tapped her on the nose and dotingly called her naughty.

He’d received two vials of Clear Condensing Dew but hadn’t offered her one. Instead, he was giving them to that Juhua girl. Before, he would have saved everything for her.

Qin Feng had no idea that his usually innocent junior sister was having such complicated thoughts.

In truth, his feelings for his junior sister hadn’t changed at all. In fact, seeing her as a grown young woman had secretly stirred strange new emotions in his heart.

As a grown man, he didn’t pay much attention to the sorts of things women used.

He didn’t offer the Clear Condensing Dew to his junior sister because he felt she was a natural beauty and didn’t need it at all. Besides, she had never used such things, even as a child. In his eyes, the Clear Condensing Dew was medicine. Using it on Juhua’s face would be putting it to its best use.

Love is a strange emotion. Sometimes it makes people clever, and other times it makes them incredibly foolish, even leading them down a path of no return.

Yun Ying hadn’t become incredibly foolish, but her heart was filled with sorrow and a mix of complicated feelings. She had no interest in the life-saving method her father and senior brother were discussing—even though she used to be the most eager to help people. Listlessly, she returned to her room.

From that day on, she could never get the name "Juhua" out of her mind.