Chapter 297: Mental Illness

d a ray of sunshine gradually rose from the horizon. The sunlight fell on his face, outlining a halo of yellow light. 。Even after seeing him many times, Qin Luoyan still couldn't help but feel that th...Mr. Zhou put down his pen and bowed again, perhaps he was smiling, but his face was completely ruined, no matter what expression he showed, it didn't look good.

Through his conversation with Mr. Zhou, Qin Luo Yan and Lao Liu learned that his leg injury was not a burn but caused by being hit by a falling piece of wood while trying to save someone during the fire. As for why he encountered the fire and who he saved, he didn't say anything.

Qin LuoYan squatted in front of Mr. Zhou to check his knee. Although she wasn't a doctor, she knew the basics about joint movement. One of his legs was shorter than the other because of the injury, which is why he limped when he walked.

"Mr. Zhou, I can make you a pair of metal shoes based on your joint activity, but these shoes are made of metal after all. Even if I use cotton padding inside, it's estimated that they will still be uncomfortable after a long time, so you better be mentally prepared." Qin Luoyan spoke truthfully.

Mr. Zhou nodded in understanding and picked up his pen and paper again. This time, he said that he was a doctor but couldn't even cure his own leg, so he could only rely on others. He said that no matter how much pain he endured, he could bear it.

"Mr. Zhou, please rest assured, I will do my best." Qin Luoyan had once been conflicted about Mr. Zhou. After all, he played a crucial role in Yin Qi's plan, and ultimately, he betrayed her. However, the half year they spent together made her understand what kind of person he was.

A person who is dedicated to medicine will never go too far astray. Deep down, he truly wants to save people; he just owes Yin Qi a debt, so he has to spend his life repaying it. And Qin Luo'yan received most of his kindness over the past six months. In that incident, this kindness was wiped clean.

This time, she went out of her way to help Mr. Zhou, but there was also a selfish motive behind it.

When she first heard Lao Liu talk about Xiao Fan's situation, she had a plan in mind. No matter if Xiao Fan was afflicted with a strange illness or controlled by medication, Mr. Zhou, the divine doctor, could be of help. So, when she saw Yin Qi bringing Mr. Zhou to the weapon forge, she took the initiative to take on the task.

After Mr. Zhou gave a general explanation of the shoemaking process, Qin Luoyan led Lao Liu straight into the small workshop.

In the afternoon, a servant boy brought over several drawings. They were said to be drawn by Master Xiao and sent to the blacksmiths in the workshop for reference.

Qin Luoyan took the opportunity to inquire about Xiao Fan's condition. The little servant said that Xiao Fan had just recovered from a serious illness and was not in good spirits, so he only drew blueprints and did not come to the workshop.

Qin Luoyan didn't pursue the question, she just looked forward to nightfall even more.

After dark, she quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice and rushed to Xiao Fan's courtyard. Because she had just been there yesterday, the manager in the courtyard recognized her. And since she had permission from the old man with white beard, she was able to see Xiao Fan very easily.

Luckily, compared to yesterday's embarrassment, Xiao Fan was much more eager today.

It was precisely mealtime, and Xiao Fan sat in the main seat of the dining hall. A young servant stood beside him, helping him choose dishes. In public, he was Master Xiao, so the white-haired old man still made sure to handle things with decorum.

The old man with a white beard sat on Xiao Fan's left hand, happily eating his fill. When Qin Luoyan arrived, he waved his hand and said, "You're here, then just wait. He...who knows when..."

"Pfft!"

Before the elder could finish his words, a foul stench wafted from Xiao Fan. The elder was so enraged that he smashed his bowls and chopsticks, roaring in fury: "Damn it! Here we go again! Can't even have a decent meal!"

When he spoke, he was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He raised his hand as if to strike Xiao Fan. The attendant beside him seemed used to this sort of thing, so he nimbly retreated to the side, carrying his bowl and chopsticks.

As the old man's hand was about to land on Xiao Fan, Qin Luoyan hurried forward and grabbed his hand, "Calm down, calm down, I'll take him out to clean up immediately."

Then Qin Luoyan quickly grabbed Xiao Fan's arm and walked out. By the time the old man came to his senses, she had already taken him out the door. Behind them, there was still the sound of the white-bearded old man grumbling and scolding, but Qin Luoyan seemed to hear none of it. In her eyes, there was only Xiao Fan, who looked lost and confused.

Leading Xiao Fan to his former room, Qin Luo Yan softly called out, "Senior Brother..."

Unfortunately, Xiao Fan remained blankly unresponsive.

Qin Luoyan sighed and stopped talking. She quietly went to the kitchen to boil some hot water, then took off his clothes and cleaned him up.

Having yesterday's experience, this time she was much more nimble. However, what she didn't expect was that just after dressing Xiao Fan, a foul odor came over her. She twitched the corner of her mouth and helplessly went to the kitchen to fetch some hot water again.

Within this short time, they had already changed his clothes several times. It's no wonder the old man dared to risk punishment from above by finding someone to do this job. If it were anyone else, they would have complained long ago.

Qin Luoyan wasn't made of iron and felt very tired, especially since though she didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, she was still a person who liked things clean. Even for Xiao Yijing, she hadn't served him so carelessly. However, when she thought about the proud Xiao Fan, who was now incontinent, she realized that her physical exhaustion paled in comparison to his. If he were conscious and knew he had become like this, he would probably rather be dead.

Thinking about this, she didn't find the task so difficult to accept anymore.

The next morning, when she took the drawings of the iron shoes she had designed to Mr. Zhou, she asked him in a roundabout way: "Mr. Zhou, if a perfectly healthy person starts having incontinence at night, what disease could it be"

Mr. Zhou was very satisfied with her design of the iron shoes, he gave her a thumbs up repeatedly, so he patiently answered her questions. He wrote: "Is it only at night that you experience urinary and fecal incontinence"

Qin Luoyan thought carefully, recalling what she had heard from the maidservant. Although Xiao Fan's expression remained dazed during the day, he was still very proficient in drawing blueprints for weapons and did not show any signs of incontinence. He only exhibited such behavior at night.

She nodded solemnly.

Mr. Zhou furrowed his brow again, remained silent for a moment, and then wrote: "If it's only bedwetting at night, most of the time it's caused by mental illness."

“Illness arises from the heart” Qin Luoyan muttered the words on the paper, but her heart ached with discomfort. She had been moved by Mr. Zhou's words. This incontinence was caused by Xiao Fan's psychological reasons, but what kind of hardship would it take for someone to become incontinent out of fear

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