Chapter 1961 - 1962: We Are Not Alike

Chapter 1961: Chapter 1962: We Are Not Alike

When this question slipped out, Ye Xuan’s gaze towards Qin Lan surprisingly showed a bit of apprehension and tension.

Of course, Ye Xuan himself didn’t notice this.

At that moment, all his attention was focused on Qin Lan, and he stared into her eyes intensely, seemingly trying to catch some hint of change he hoped to see.

But unfortunately, in the eyes of this 186-year-old woman, there was nothing but calmness.

"Ye Xuan..." Qin Lan nodded lightly, "A nice name, a nice young man, I know about you."

Gah——

A pang hit Ye Xuan’s heart, all emotions instantly scattered, no longer apprehensive, no longer tense, replaced by an inexplicable sense of desolation. He didn’t know why it was there, but indeed it was a genuine feeling of desolation.

Qin Lan didn’t directly answer his question.

But judging by her demeanor, it was enough for Ye Xuan to confirm — she truly had forgotten him, forgotten all the people, events, and things she encountered in her sixth reincarnation.

During the reincarnation period, she would temporarily forget who she truly was, and once reincarnation ended, she’d completely forget everything that happened during that time!

Ye Xuan gave a bitter smile and said nothing more.

It was as if suddenly, he lost something, but if asked what it was, he couldn’t tell what exactly had been lost...

Qin Lan looked deeply at Ye Xuan, "Are you from the Mortal World?"

Ye Xuan nodded, "Yes."

Qin Lan’s beautiful eyes dropped, "It seems that perhaps during my reincarnation in the Mortal World, I had some brief encounters with you."

Ye Xuan smiled, was about to nod, but after thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "Not really, we don’t know each other. Just now... I asked you to test if the treatment I gave you this time left any side effects, yes, that’s it."

Qin Lan remained expressionless, her gaze unchanged, like a still well, whether she believed Ye Xuan’s nonsense or not was unknown.

Perhaps she simply didn’t care at all.

Ye Xuan gave her a final look, half smiling, "It seems you’ve recovered well, so I have nothing else to do here. Many are waiting outside, I’ll... take my leave."

He clasped his fists, turned around, and walked away.

Qin Lan made no sound to keep him.

She remained calm throughout, from beginning to end.

Until Ye Xuan walked out of the main bedroom.

Her deep, weathered eyes only then flickered briefly, with a subtle, complex tint passing through unnoticed.

"Ye Xuan..."

Qin Lan murmured to herself, her tone showing some nostalgia, also some helplessness.

...

While practicing medicine, Ye Xuan had no concept of time, naturally unaware that the entire day and night had passed.

Outside the room, thousands of Xiahou family members, having waited an entire day and night with no result, were long restless.

"It’s been a whole day, why hasn’t that Mortal World brat called Ye Xuan come out yet? Surely nothing has happened?" someone in the crowd finally couldn’t help but speak, breaking the long-standing silence.

"The kid staked his bet with the Great Elder, succeed or die trying. He didn’t secretly slip out, did he?" one worriedly said.

"That’s unlikely, the Family Head and Great Elder are constantly present; even if he tried to sneak out, the Family Head would surely notice!"

Someone rationally said, "The ancestor’s injuries are serious this time, regardless of success or failure, treating them must be fraught with twists and turns, consuming more time is understandable."

"That’s easy to say, but even then, it shouldn’t take as long as a whole day and night with no result!"

"..."

With the first voice speaking out, the Xiahou family members couldn’t hold back anymore, each expressing their doubts and worries.

While Xiahou Zhenkong, lounging leisurely on a deck chair, basking in the sun, hearing the murmurs from the crowd, showed a half-smiling arc.

He turned to Xiahou Zhenshan, laughing sarcastically, "Family Head, a whole day has passed, is your so-called Divine Doctor really up to the task?"

"If you’re capable, step up." Xiahou Zhenshan coldly glanced at Xiahou Zhenkong.

"If I could, I would’ve acted long ago, wouldn’t have waited for some fake Divine Doctor to play tricks?" Xiahou Zhenkong laughed sinisterly, "But since the Family Head insists on letting Ye Xuan treat the ancestor, if he fails, don’t forget your promise to the Xiahou family!"

Xiahou Zhenshan, with a somber face, snorted coldly, "Should the ancestor meet misfortune, no need for you to bring up any bets, as the Family Head, I’ll behead myself to apologize, without a second thought!"

"Good, good!" Xiahou Zhenkong laughed, "Since the Family Head says so, we as members of the Xiahou family naturally lean towards believing you, then let’s wait, that kid couldn’t possibly have no result for several days and nights, right?"

"Hmm..."

Xiahou Zhenshan snorted, choosing to ignore him.

On the surface, he showed absolute confidence in Ye Xuan, but truth be told, by this moment, he was somewhat panicked inside too.

Sure, Xiahou Zhenshan’s Martial Arts Talent was average, but to reduce Xiahou family’s reliance on Qin Lan, he devoted nearly every day of his life to martial training. Regarding medicine, almost completely unrelated to martial arts, he was naturally clueless.

But even as clueless as he was, he knew that the longer the treatment, the higher the risk!

Despite Ye Xuan being the last heir of the Divine Doctor Sect, theoretically the strongest and most reliable in medicine today, if Ye Xuan’s medical treatment had gone smoothly, he should have come out earlier. Now that a whole day and night have passed, how can one not be worried?

If Ye Xuan fails, what are the consequences?

Both he and Ye Xuan perish, the ancestor dies from severe injuries, leading Xiahou family, a thousand-year stalwart in Hidden Dragon, toward the dark abyss.

This outcome is what Xiahou Zhenshan fears most, but helplessly, in this situation, even if he possessed powerful skills, he could only sit and wait.

The wait was long and torturous.

For Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter, naturally, it was so, but for Xiahou Zhenkong, it was the complete opposite.

He was happy, smug, even wanted to laugh heartily.

Because he almost could swear Ye Xuan and his initial predictions were correct, destined to fail.

The longer the delay, the more relieved and smug he became.

He seemed to already see the high and mighty Family Head position, near at hand...

Amid the myriad thoughts of the Xiahou family members, chaotic atmosphere, and growing tension.

Crunch—

The door, closed for a whole day and night without a movement, was finally gently opened, and Ye Xuan’s thin figure slowly walked out, coming into everyone’s view.