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Since Song Feiwan arrived on short notice, the appointments had been sent out for quite some time, yet they were still not finished. She was not in a hurry; sitting in the consultation room of the clinic, she first asked the account manager to bring her the accounts and reviewed them thoroughly.
Afterward, she inquired about the recent situation at the clinic, and the account manager answered her questions one by one. Once she had dealt with these trivial matters, patients began to arrive, and she started her consultations.
She examined four patients in a row, and it was nearly noon. "Next," she said, lowering her head to flip through a medical book bound with blue cotton thread.
The wooden door was pushed open, and a steady sound of footsteps approached. She felt a sense of familiarity and looked up, unexpectedly meeting Xiao Yu's sharp phoenix eyes. Tilting her head slightly to glance behind him, she noticed he had closed the door.
"Your Highness?" She assumed Xiao Yu had come to see her for a reason. This was his first visit to her consultation room, and he casually surveyed the room's furnishings.
It was orderly, tidy, and clean. A white curtain even divided the space, behind which was a narrow wooden bed. Finally, his gaze returned to her.
She wore a light-colored dress that she had come out of the palace in; the fabric draped elegantly yet remained soft. The difference was that her hair was neatly tied up and completely covered by a plain cloth, revealing her full forehead, rounded earlobes, and slender, fair neck.
Her face was also covered by a thick white cloth, with two thin ties sewn on either side hanging behind her ears. This gave her an air of clarity and sharpness, accentuating her beautiful fox-like eyes that were particularly alluring.
Noticing his gaze darkening, Song Feiwan pointed to her face. "This is called a mask."
Xiao Yu replied with an "mm," taking a seat in the chair opposite her. Beneath his dark robe, his long legs seemed somewhat misplaced.
Song Feiwan looked at him and blinked; her eyelashes fluttered like delicate wings. "Your Highness has yet to say why you have come?"
"I took your appointment; naturally, I am here for a consultation." After a pause, he added, "You need not use honorifics when we are outside."
Song Feiwan was delighted to agree.
With each "Your servant" she uttered, it became somewhat tiresome for her. But hadn’t he been quite wary of her before? What had changed?
As she pondered, she asked in a businesslike manner, "So, where do you feel unwell?"
Xiao Yu had seen her treat patients before, and each time, there was a sense of novelty. Their relationship had shifted; it was no longer one of superiority and inferiority, but rather an equal standing. In fact, she seemed to carry an air of authority that overshadowed him slightly.
This stirred a desire for conquest within him, along with a hint of submissiveness that he himself was unaware of.
"I would like to ask Doctor Song to take a look at my external injuries."
Hearing him call her "Doctor Song" felt like a small brush sweeping against her ear. It wasn’t the first time someone had referred to her that way, yet when it came from Xiao Yu, she felt a bit embarrassed.
She gazed intently into his eyes, but aside from a hint of amusement, she could discern nothing else. She couldn’t tell if his words were sincere or merely teasing.
"When did you get injured?" Song Feiwan inquired as part of her routine questioning.
Xiao Yu replied, "Just some old wounds."
"Your external injuries have already healed, haven’t they? What’s the point of coming to see me?"
The man squinted slightly. "Shouldn’t Doctor Song ask where the injury is?"
"I was just recalling the previous diagnosis from the imperial physician," she quickly justified to herself, relieved that he hadn’t caught on. She couldn’t let him know she had witnessed his episodes.
"Well then, let’s ask anew."
Song Feiwan added with a hint of exasperation, "Are you the doctor here, or am I?"
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