5. The Doctor Meets The Enemy

Inside the shop, the woman sat beside Lui Xian her eyes gawking at his face.

"He is very good-looking. I wonder if our child is going to look like him."

Hexiu whispered lowly as she poked at his cheeks feeling quite happy with herself. She fancied the man. He had everything she had ever admired in a man.

Well, in many men. She likes a well-built body like his. And also handsome looks like his. Why wouldn't she, she is a widow after all. After her husband died she vowed to relish various sexy guys in order to lessen her agony.

Lui Xian was deeply unconscious and was oblivious to what was happening.

He was lying on a mat and was covered with a quilt that rested just above his waist. His upper muscular body was exposed giving a full picture of the wound that was dripping with some blood, some flesh was exposed giving a frightful feeling.

He had little drops of sweat trailing down his forehead that already had several frowning lines. His skin was pale and his lips had some cracks and whitening. He seemed as if he was trapped deeply in some sort of a nightmare. The woman beside him didn't know anything. Her duty at the time was to look after him, although she was also deeply fantasizing about her future with the man.

"No!"

Hexiu got scared because of the sudden shout. She took her fingers away and put her hands on her lap. She thought the man was probably irritated by her constant pokes. But she soon realised that it wasn't the case. She started sympathizing with him. After all, everyone had their own painful stories that they wanted to keep hidden.

Lui Xian continued shouting and sweating heavily as he also jerked up reaching for something in the air.

"Don't leave me."

"Don't go."

Hexiu ended up grabbing a towel before her and started wiping off his face and preparing to make something he could eat. She stretched a corner of the blanket and covered him properly before exiting the room.

"Elder Sister, I heard Old Feng is back. Shall I go and call the doctor."

One of her little helpers came and addressed the pressing issue. Lui Xian had not been treated and it was up to the doctor to patch him up. Only then would his health be able to improve.

"Go quickly. He still needs immediate care."

The little girl took off towards a dilapidated house that was five yards away from the market.

The village wasn't really big but it was not small. It was just right. Everyone knew and watched over each other and they tried their best to help one another. Of course the villagers also gossiped like any other people as well.

"Grandpa Feng! Elder Sister Hexiu is calling for Doctor Feng. We have a patient who needs help." The little helper shouted when she was at the gate.

"Xiao Feng you heard the little one. Hurry take your medicine box with you. This old man needs some rest."

"Yes Grandpa," Feng Shao responded to the old man. He picked up his wooden box with supplies and followed the little girl.

Walking side by side the two had a lot in contrast. They depicted an image of a tall tree and a small shrub, both of the same species but varying with age.

Feng Shao was merely thirty years old but his built and pretty looks did not make him look like it. He has light grey hair that is close to white and eyes that are a shade of light blue. His skin is so pale to the point that when he stays in the sun for long, it would be covered with sun burns all over. Overall he was quite beautiful for a man.

It did not take too much time for the two to reach the house. Hexiu was pacing back and forth in front of the house. Being anxious that they might be too late. She was relieved when she saw them coming. She hurriedly greeted him and guided him to the door while narrating to him what she knew. They both entered the room in which Lui Xian was staying in and then he carefully put down his wooden box and reached for the patient's burning forehead. He tested the temperature using the back of his hand.

He then quietly opened the box and inside there were lots of herbs which were placed orderly in labelled pockets and some porcelain bottles with liquids of different colours laid nicely and some clean white cloths were folded and organised neatly. He reached for a pocket of dried herbs that were used to prevent the wound from festuring.

He applied some of the herbs on the wound and took some needles from the box before performing acupuncture. Lui Xian was all the while asleep not reacting even once.

Feng Shao turned to look at Hexiu, "When he wakes up give him something light to eat and let him drink lots of water his fever will subside after he is taken a drop of this medicine." He finished talking then handed over a bottle with a yellow liquid. He turned back to wrap a clean cloth around the wound and stood up. Before he could take another step he saw Lui Xian's sword and damp robe scattered at one corner and his face turned cold. He hastily left the room.

"...."

Hexiu had seen his reaction. She looked in the same direction but saw nothing that was out of place. She pushed it out of her mind before returning to her future husband's side. Well potential future husband. Just looking at his face made her day better. She couldn't help herself but remember the feeling she got when she brushed his toned muscles by mistake, just when she was helping to remove his shirt. It had made her so exhilarated, to the point where she almost drove herself mad.

After the doctor had left the compound, Feng Shao started to breathe heavily as if he was reminded of something horrid. He stopped under a tree and held on a trunk to steady himself. The box he so cherished fell to the ground, and he didn't even bother about it. He clutched his head, harshly grabbing onto his hair wanting the horrid memories to stop.

When he had managed to calm down, he squatted and picked it up, feeling relieved when he noticed that there weren't any damages. He looked back in the far distance and mattered a few sentences to himself.

"Why did I even treat him? He is the enemy."

He felt the urge to return inside and strangle him to death.

"I have lost everything because of him. Everything."

He managed to remain calm as he dragged his heavy feet back to his house.

"Xiao Feng, how come you are back early and why do you look so troubled. What happened?"

"Nothing, nothing is wrong Grandpa. What do you want to eat?"

"Make me those sweet cakes you served last night."

Feng Shao was happy to have distracted him. He had sworn to never bring such topics again. He put the wooden box down and went to their small kitchen.