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Whispered Secrets of the Jade Physician. Jasmine Lee
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isbn 9785006027022
Автор произведения Jasmine Lee
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A melancholic shadow passed over her delicate features, and a hint of sadness tinged her eyes. “I… I don’t remember,” she murmured softly, her voice tinged with both frustration and a touch of vulnerability.
An empathetic ache surged through Wu Jian’s being, his heart both sorrowful and hopeful. In the midst of her amnesia, he saw an opportunity, a chance for her to find solace and belonging in his embrace, unburdened by the shackles of her former self.
A delicate smile touched his lips, brimming with compassion. If she did not remember who she was, then perhaps she could find a new beginning within the sanctuary of his home. In that moment, a glimmer of hope illuminated his heart, whispering that their intertwined destinies were meant to unfold in this unforeseen twist of fate.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Wu Jian’s eyes shimmered with purpose. “Then I will call you Zihua,” he declared. “Zihua, the lavender blossom, capturing the delicate essence of the flower I discovered just before finding you.”
Wu Jian watched Zihua’s face light up with joy and gratitude. “Thank you, Wu Jian,” she murmured, her voice filled with appreciation. “The name you’ve given me, Zihua, it’s truly beautiful.”
Wu Jian hesitantly offered, “Zihua, please, rest upon the bed. It’s more comfortable for you.” But Zihua shook her head, refusing the generous offer. Determined, Wu Jian insisted, “I’ll be fine on the floor.”
Chapter 4: “The Guiding Flames of Mentorship”
For the entirety of the week that followed, Wu Jian devoted himself to Zihua’s care. With unwavering dedication, he ensured her comfort, tending to her needs and offering her nourishing meals and herbal concoctions. He patiently answered her countless questions, sharing stories and knowledge of the healing arts. Wu Jian’s gentle presence became her guiding light, providing solace in the face of her lost memories. Every day, he watched over her, offering a steady hand and a warm smile.
As Zihua delved into the intricate world of medicine under Wu Jian’s guidance, her innate intelligence shone brilliantly. With a voracious thirst for knowledge, she absorbed each lesson with a remarkable acumen. Her sharp observations and insightful questions amazed Wu Jian, and he marveled at her innate understanding of the healing arts. Zihua’s intellectual prowess combined with her deep empathy made her a remarkable student, leaving Wu Jian in awe of her natural talents and the untapped potential hidden within her.
Word of a mysterious lady residing with Wu Jian soon spread through the village, fueling the fires of curiosity and gossip. Whispers floated in the air, weaving tales of forbidden love and scandalous affairs. The villagers couldn’t resist speculating about the nature of their relationship, their tongues wagging with innuendos and assumptions.
In an unfortunate twist, Zihua caught wind of the village’s gossip. Whispers of their unconventional arrangement reached her ears, stirring a mix of emotions within her.
Zihua’s heart brimmed with gratitude for Wu Jian, but a profound fear of jeopardizing his esteemed reputation consumed her thoughts. Determined to honor their bond, she resolved to approach him, requesting to be taken in as his disciple. She understood the significance of the teacher-student relationship, akin to a father’s guidance, and believed it would provide a safe haven where their connection could flourish without the weight of societal judgments.
Zihua entered their tranquil sanctuary, her heart brimming with gratitude and determination. Approaching Wu Jian, who was engrossed in his studies, she gathered her courage.
Zihua: “Wu Jian, I want to express my deepest gratitude for your kindness and guidance. I am truly blessed to have found you. I have thought long and hard, and I wish to ask you to take me as your disciple. I want to learn from you and assist you in any way I can. I can take care of the household chores and support you in your work.”
As Zihua expressed her gratitude and determination, Wu Jian’s heart clenched with a mix of emotions. In her words, he discerned a genuine admiration and appreciation, but an undeniable pang of sadness washed over him as he realized she did not perceive him as a man.
A wave of self-doubt crashed upon his thoughts, wondering if his age or appearance played a role in her perception. Despite his youthful, handsome features, he questioned if he fell short of the captivating allure that would stir romantic sentiments within her.
With a heavy sigh, he silently accepted the painful truth. Their connection, at least in her eyes, seemed confined to a teacher-student dynamic. The wounded ache in his heart mingled with a profound longing, as he quietly resolved to preserve their bond and cherish the gratitude she expressed, even if it meant stifling his own unrequited feelings.
Wu Jian: “Zihua, your offer touches my heart. Your dedication and willingness to support me are admirable. If you are willing to take on such responsibilities, then I gladly accept you as my disciple. Together, we will navigate the path of medicine.”
Their days unfolded in a harmonious rhythm, bound by their shared pursuit of healing. Wu Jian and Zihua embarked on a journey together, venturing to Wu Jian’s private practice to tend to the ailments of the villagers.
With each passing day, their bond grew stronger, complemented by their individual skills. Wu Jian, with his profound knowledge and experience, guided Zihua in the art of medicine, while she, with her innate talent and unwavering determination, absorbed his teachings with remarkable grace.
As they ventured through the village, their presence brought solace to those in need. They worked tirelessly, employing their skills and offering remedies with compassion, witnessing the transformative power of their combined efforts.
In the midst of their healing endeavors, Wu Jian and Zihua discovered a profound joy in each other’s company. The tender moments shared amidst their work brought warmth to their hearts, nurturing a deep affection that lingered just beneath the surface.
In the tranquil moments between their healing endeavors, Wu Jian found solace in simply being by Zihua’s side. The thought of spending his days in her presence, even without reciprocated love, filled him with a quiet contentment. For him, the prospect of a lifetime shared together brought a profound sense of happiness.
Chapter 5: “Shadows of Deception”
Lin Xia was raised in a world of indulgence and privilege, spoiled by her affluent family. Her appearance, though unremarkable, did little to hinder her entitled attitude. Rather than kindness, she exuded an air of self-importance, fueled by her belief that she deserved special treatment due to her status and upbringing.
As the village buzzed with whispers of Wu Jian’s new disciple, Lin Xia returned from her visit to the city, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. Since childhood, she had secretly harbored deep affection for Wu Jian, but now, the news of his new protégé sent a surge of jealousy and resentment coursing through her veins.
Confronting him, Lin Xia’s voice trembled with hurt and frustration. “Wu Jian, how could you take in a female disciple without considering my feelings? Have you forgotten our history, the bond we once shared?”
Wu Jian’s gaze remained cold, his voice devoid of warmth. “Lin Xia, the path I’ve chosen does not revolve around personal feelings.”
Her heart shattered as his dismissive words hit her like shards of ice. With a bitter sigh, Lin Xia turned away, realizing that her unrequited love had been met with indifference.
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