Wen Nannan quickly walked back to his courtyard. Qingyun and Qingniu, who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, were quite surprised to see their master coming back at this hour. They quickly sheathed their swords and hurriedly greeted Wen Nanfang who walked in.

"Master, why did you come back before dark today?" Qing Yunqi asked.

Wen Nanfang stayed in the study with Mr. Fu all day long, handling official duties. Today, he returned to his courtyard before it got dark, which was really rare.

Qing Niu was more attentive than Qing Yun. He immediately noticed something was wrong with Wen Nanfang's expression and hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

It shouldn’t be!

Since the master was young, the master of the house has used secret recipes to carefully recuperate the master's body. From childhood to adulthood, including during the period when he was running away with little food and clothing, the master never got sick. What happened today?

"Qingniu, go outside and invite a doctor. Don't disturb the house." Wen Nanfang said with a solemn expression.

Qingyun and Qingniu were shocked when they heard this. If the master is so sick that he dare not alert the Lord, then he is seriously ill.

Qingniu did not dare to delay, and immediately followed Wen Nanfang's instructions and ran out of the house to find a doctor.

Qingyun supported Wen Nanfang and quickly entered the room, asking him to lie down and rest.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Is it very bad?" Qingyun asked worriedly.

Wen Nanfang touched his heart and breathed out in discomfort.

"I didn't feel it at first, but my heartbeat has suddenly accelerated recently. I suspect it's a heart disease." Wen Nanfang said with an ugly face.

Hearing this, Qingyun opened his eyes wide and burst into tears: "Is this the disease that my uncle has?"

Wen Nanfang nodded solemnly: "I heard the doctor in Wen's family said that anyone with a blood relationship may suffer from this disease. My cousin had this disease and was not aware of it at first. He had a heart attack while riding a horse.

He had a sudden attack, fell off his horse, and passed away suddenly. Since then, I have been on guard against this and never thought about it..."

"It shouldn't be. After Xin Langjun's sudden heart attack, the doctors in the Wen family have already confirmed for you that you don't have this disease." Qingyun was already panicking and didn't know what to do.

"My second uncle's heart disease only appeared later. It didn't happen before, but it doesn't mean it won't happen now." Wen Nanfang shook his head in a low voice.

He still has many unfulfilled ambitions in Wennan.

Only then did he vote for the Ming Lord.

He has not done anything for this devastated world.

He has not yet used his own ability to change this chaotic world.

He has yet to leave a significant mark in history

He... doesn't want to die yet...

When Qingyun was anxious and didn't know what to do, Qingniu was already panting and carrying an old doctor on his back to Wen Nannan.

The old doctor has been practicing medicine for many years and is still very professional. Seeing that the people in the room were in such a hurry, he carried him over without any delay. He knew that the patient's illness was urgent. After Qing Niu put him down, he didn't need anyone to give him orders.

, he carried the medicine box, rushed straight to the man lying on the bed, took his hand, and carefully began to diagnose his pulse.

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed, and four seconds passed. The old doctor frowned, released his hand, and pressed Wen Nanfang's pulse again. This time, his frown became even tighter.

"What's wrong? Is the master seriously ill?" Qingniu saw the old doctor's attitude and became so anxious that he lost his voice.

The old doctor said nothing, shook his head, and waved to Wen Nanfang, who was lying on the bed, to sit up.

Wen Nanfang felt that his heartbeat had calmed down now, and he cooperated with the doctor and got up and sat up obediently.

The old doctor felt Wen Nanfang's pulse and found nothing wrong, so he squinted his eyes and looked carefully at Wen Nanfang's color, but still found nothing wrong.

The old doctor shook his head in confusion. Unexpectedly, his frown and shake of his head scared Qingyun and Qingniu even more.

"Doctor, what happened to our master? Is it serious?"

When the old doctor saw Qingyun and Qingniu's behavior, and saw that Wen Nan, whose pulse was being diagnosed by him, had a dull complexion and looked really bad, he couldn't help but suspect that he had made a wrong diagnosis, and said to Wen Nan, "Stick out your tongue.

Let me take a look."

Wen Nanfang obeyed and stuck out his tongue very cooperatively.

The old doctor carefully observed Wen Nanfang's tongue coating, but there was still no problem at all.

"Mr. Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Heart." Wen Nanfang replied softly.

"Heart? Why are you feeling unwell?" the old doctor continued to ask carefully.

"My heart beats faster all the time, and sometimes I even feel pain in my chest. Because of my heart, sometimes I even can't breathe." Wen Nannan answered truthfully.

The old doctor nodded after hearing this, then carefully checked Wen Nanfang's pulse, and finally concluded: "Mr. Sir, from my opinion, your health is not serious, and you are even in better physical condition than the average person."

.There is nothing wrong with your heart.”

"Are you sure?" Wen Nanfang was surprised.

"I have been practicing medicine for many years, and there are some difficult and complicated diseases that are difficult to cure for patients, perhaps because of my poor academic skills. But my ability to confirm the cause of the disease for patients is still unparalleled. I can conclude that you are indeed fine. If you

If you are really worried, you can let other doctors diagnose and treat you." The old doctor touched his beard and said with certainty.

"I...really don't have any heartache?" Wen Nannan looked confused as he thought about his discomfort these past few times.

"Heart disease? Impossible."

The old doctor shook his head when he heard this and said firmly: "Your heart beats at a normal rhythm and is more steady and powerful than ordinary people. There is nothing wrong with it."

A quarter of an hour later, the old doctor left, leaving Wen Nanfang and Qingyun Qingniu looking at each other.

"Master, maybe the old doctor is not good at his studies. To ensure that everything is safe, let's ask Doctor Yu to come and take a look at it for you?" Qingyun advised.

Wen Nanfang pressed his heart, felt it, and said softly: "Now, I really feel that there is nothing wrong with it."

"Master, is it because you have worked too hard during this period, and because you have always been concerned about my uncle's heartache? As the saying goes, you think about it every day and dream about it at night, so Master, you occasionally have this feeling?

In fact, it's nothing, but you're too aggressive?" Qing Niu speculated.

"Master never makes random guesses. There must be something wrong with the heart, otherwise it would be like what happened just now?" Qingyun was still worried and insisted on letting Wen Nanfang go and ask Yu Qingruo for another diagnosis and treatment.

In the end, Wen Nanfang couldn't resist Qingyun, so he chose a compromise method that would not shock anyone. He went to the pharmacy to find Yu Qingruo and asked her to diagnose his pulse.

The result was indeed as the old doctor said before, Wen Nannan was indeed in good health and had no serious problems.

Qingyun Qingniu was finally convinced that it was just a false alarm, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Nanfang fell silent and returned to his room alone.
Chapter completed!