"You said that those who study medicine can only heal bodies, not hearts," Si Zhilan suddenly uttered a bitter laugh, for some reason feeling an overpowering urge to confide, "because you will never understand what I have endured, what I have encountered. Only when you truly experience those things will you realize that this world was never worth it."
Xiaren didn't argue but let out a light chuckle, a laugh that sounded devoid of mockery, as if it were simply innocent laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Let me tell you a story," Xiaren said, looking at her. "I once heard a story, would you like to listen to it too?"
"Once upon a time, there was a 17-year-old girl, a protégé of a famous doctor, with two elder male disciples and one elder female disciple. One day, she and the elder female disciple plunged into the river. The two elder male disciples rushed to save the elder sister but abandoned the youngest in the river without a second thought. The junior sister was submerged and for a moment thought she would die. That was the first time she tasted the bitterness of being discarded by those around her."
"Later, when they had the opportunity to enter the entertainment industry, the girl made a lot of money to Discover more novels on NovelHub - your gateway to endless stories. She thought they would be together. But afterward, once the elder female disciple gained fame, she hooked up with the second elder male disciple. To cover up certain facts, they shamelessly claimed in front of the media that it was the girl who cheated, and that he had gotten together with the elder sister out of heartbreak. They twisted right and wrong, black and white, ruining the girl's reputation in the industry."
"Even her eldest male disciple on that particular occasion stood out to say that he and the junior sister had been in a relationship, that they had even lived together and she had miscarried their child."
At this point, Xiaren let out a low chuckle, a flicker of mockery tinged with bone-chilling coldness and sinister undertones.
"That's just too..." Si Zhilan was too shocked to speak. She had been brought up in the Si Family's environment, pampered from a young age, surrounded by caring people, and she could not even begin to fathom a world filled with such dark deeds and people.
"Later on, they still wouldn't let it rest. The elder female disciple arranged for her death in the wilderness. When she died, she was only in her twenties and had just received every honor in the industry. Yet her elder sister, crazed with jealousy, turned assassin and left her to die in that desolate place."
"Why would it be ..." Si Zhilan couldn't imagine what kind of hardships that woman had faced. The closest people to her betrayed her one after another, and in the end, even took her life. What depth of hatred could drive someone to such extremes?
Similarly, that young girl truly had a hard life.
Xiaren put down the teacup, having regained her composed demeanor, and glanced at Si Zhilan, "Compared to her, you really are far more fortunate."
Xiaren's remark left Si Zhilan without a rebuttal. She lowered her head, thought for a moment, but said nothing.
Xiaren stood up and left, pushing the door open on her way out.
By the eighth day, Si Zhilan seemed to show some improvement, began to eat on her own initiative, and started cooperating with Xiaren's treatments. The subordinates were overjoyed and rushed to report to young master Si.
Once the emotional issues started to improve, her physical ailments were essentially minor. After a miscarriage, a woman's body is very weak and needs proper nourishment.
Xiaren prescribed several gentle and nourishing medicinal courses, combined with food for treatment. However, Si Zhilan's emotional wounds still needed that man to be fully healed.
Xiaren asked Si Limo's subordinates to convey her thoughts, and Si Limo immediately ordered an investigation into his sister's affairs and had that man captured and brought to the mountain.
Seeing Si Zhilan's poor state before, Si Limo didn't dare to investigate that man's matters, fearing it might agitate his sister. After all, Si Zhilan was deeply attached to that man, and there was a fear of being too harsh on him.
Now that Si Zhilan showed signs of coming to terms with her ordeal under Xiaren's guidance, Si Limo no longer had any concerns.
However, Xiaren wasn't concerned with what followed; she had fulfilled her obligation and that was enough.