380: Chapter 241 Dark Agony 380: Chapter 241 Dark Agony Ran Yan did not stop Mada Luo, because after all, she was more adept at anatomy and autopsies than at treating internal injuries caused by acute distress, which she did not necessarily surpass the Imperial Physicians.
For the safety of Ran Yunsheng, bringing in an Imperial Physician offered an additional layer of security.
Watching the Maid scampering away, Mada Luo’s tensed heart relaxed slightly.
She turned to Ran Yan and said, “Shilang is still unconscious, and the Doctor said he needs peace and quiet.
You must be tired as well, you should go back and rest.”
“Auntie, how could I possibly rest knowing the situation I’m leaving?
I’ve learned so dical skills for a few days, and I won’t be a disturbance to Shige.
Please let see him,” Ran Yan replied.
Seeing the anxiety in Ran Yan’s eyes, Mada Luo sighed and said, “Go then.”
With a word of thanks, Ran Yan hurried toward Ran Yunsheng’s bedroom.
Inside the room, Er Dong and Qian Xue quietly kept watch by the bed, while a bearded old man in his fifties knelt in front of a table, his eyes lowered as if he were resting.
Er Dong, seeing Ran Yan, bowed slightly in apology.
Ran Yan’s attention was entirely fixated on the bed; Ran Yunsheng, whom she hadn’t seen for several days, had beco thin and pale, losing the vitality of past days, like a white lotus on the brink of withering.
She still rembered his playful, radiant smile, bright as blooming bauhinias.
His current condition made her heart ache.
“Shige,” Ran Yan murmured softly, sitting by the bed and reaching out to feel his pulse.
His pulse was weak but steady and continuous, probably due to not having eaten properly for several days and the sudden shock, which he couldn’t withstand at the mont.
Now, he just needed to rest and recuperate properly.
Mada Luo was probably overly anxious about her son, to the point of feeling as if the sky was falling.
Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief, tucked in the blanket corner for him, and was about to get up when she noticed glistening tear drops on his long, thick eyelashes, gathering more and more until they fell from the corner of his eyes.
“Shige,” Ran Yan sat back down, gently took his hand and said softly, “If you’re sad, then cry it out loud.
‘A man has tears that he seldom lets fall’ only applies when he has not yet been deeply hurt.”
Ran Yunsheng slowly opened his eyes, tears unchecked, continued to flow onto the pillow.
Ran Yan was slightly startled.
Ran Yunsheng’s emotions seed inscrutable, but flaws were indeed present.
He never spoke ill of others, and many won had either explicitly or implicitly suggested they could be his lovers, which he rely dismissed with a laugh.
Why then did he get angry when Qi Liuniang said such things and even once complained about it to Ran Yan, obviously upset?
Ran Yunsheng was not one to seek conflicts, yet he wanted Ran Yan to prevail over Qi Ningjun at all costs.
She had always thought that Ran Yunsheng felt only a vague affection for Qi Liuniang, but now it seed that he was deeply ensnared.
“Shige,” Ran Yan tightened her grip on his hand but found herself at a loss for words of comfort.
When soone is gone, no amount of thoughts could find a place to rest.
“She always made hate her so much,” Ran Yunsheng said with a hoarse voice, tears flowing even more forcefully.
In life, she indiscreetly demanded him to be her lover, repelling him, and in death, it was as if in retaliation against everyone, she chose such a cruel and violent way to go.
However, her smile bright as moonbeams, the way she bashfully called out his na, that singular embrace, along with a kiss as fleeting as a dragonfly skimming water—all these turned into thorns, relentlessly pricking his heart in her passing.
The Doctor, awakened by the sound, ca to check Ran Yunsheng’s pulse and, seeing no grave issue and realizing they were in the midst of a private conversation, retreated outside.
Qian Xue and Er Dong followed to entertain.
“Shige, Qi Liuniang would be grateful to the heavens for having t you,” Ran Yan attempted to analyse Qi Liuniang’s psychology.
She had only t Qi Liuniang three or four tis in Suzhou, a chance encounter like ships passing in the night, and found her to be a proud and haughty daughter of the heavens, cold as the moon, with all the commoners gazing up from her feet.
Yet, in Jushui Town and Luoyang, Qi Liuniang, stripped of all pretense, seed so passionate.
Without Ran Yunsheng, perhaps Qi Liuniang may have never had the courage to let herself go.
It was love that made one brave, but also spelled doom beyond redemption.
There was a great difference in their social status.
One was a beautiful and talented legitimate daughter from a prominent family, and the other was of illegitimate birth.
Even if his family was not involved in comrce, the Qi family would not consider marrying Qi Ningjun to Ran Yunsheng.
“I don’t know what to say to comfort you,” Ran Yan paused, for any comforting words seed frivolous in the face of life and death.
She continued, “But, Shige, Qi Liuniang was no longer a child.
Being such an intelligent woman, making such a choice must have co after careful consideration, and she would surely not wish for you to be struck down by this.”
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