A Blessed Daughter - Chapter 382

A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 382 – I am definitely not a bad person (2)

Translator : Virichime
Editor : Chu
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The wounds under the bandages were still there. Although they weren’t as bloody and terrifying as when first seen, his original appearance was still completely unrecognizable.

-bandage

After carefully examining the injuries, Wei Ruo went to sit at the table and began writing a new prescription.

“Young Master Xu, is there a chance for my face to recover?” Zhu Zongyu asked.

These past few days, although he hadn’t looked in a mirror, he knew that his face was seriously injured—to the point of being unrecognizable.

“Your face suffered from blunt trauma, abrasions, punctures, and cuts. Although the affected area is large, fortunately, the wounds aren’t too deep, so there is still a possibility of recovery,” Wei Ruo said.

“Can Young Master Xu help me recover?” Zhu Zongyu asked.

“You came to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to deliver New Year gifts—do you know that because of the wars in the past two years, medicinal herbs in this region have become very scarce, and many are difficult to obtain?”

Wei Ruo didn’t answer Zhu Zongyu’s question directly but instead asked him a question in return.

“I know,” Zhu Zongyu replied.

“The medicine I used to help your wounds heal and prevent danger to your life—I can still acquire for now. But if you want your appearance to fully return to its original state, the cost is far greater than simply healing the wounds. Three times, five times, even ten times or a hundred times more,” Wei Ruo explained.

“Please rest assured, Young Master Xu, money is not a problem. My family is in business—perhaps we lack in other things, but we definitely have enough silver. As long as you have a way, I’m willing to pay any price,” Zhu Zongyu said firmly.

Wei Ruo looked at him but didn’t respond right away.

He said his family had money—but right now, he had none on him. Even if Wei Ruo wanted to cover the cost for him, there were some rare herbs that couldn’t be acquired even with money.

It seemed Zhu Zongyu understood Wei Ruo’s concerns, and immediately added, “Young Master Xu, I have an old acquaintance in Taizhou Prefecture. He’s the owner of Drunken Immortal Restaurant, his surname is Fan. We’ve had dealings in business and have some ties. If I write him a letter, he’ll likely be willing to lend me money in this emergency—just that I’ll have to trouble you to send the letter for me.”

“You’re talking about Fan Chengxu, the owner of Drunken Immortal Restaurant?” Wei Ruo asked.

“Yes,” Zhu Zongyu nodded.

Of course, Wei Ruo knew Fan Chengxu. Not only did she know him—she knew that although he was a businessman, he actually came from a prestigious and influential family, and his status was not to be underestimated.

If Zhu Zongyu really knows Fan Chengxu, and they’re close enough that the other party is willing to lend him money, then Zhu Zongyu would seem much more trustworthy—at the very least, it proves to some extent that he’s not some petty thief or scoundrel.

“Alright, I’ll have someone deliver the letter for you,” Wei Ruo said.

Immediately after, Wei Ruo had Zhu Zongyu sit at the table and use his less-injured right hand to write the letter.

The knife wounds on Zhu Zongyu’s body were mainly concentrated on his chest and back. From the looks of it, the attacker had clearly intended to kill.

In front of Wei Ruo, Zhu Zongyu wrote a letter to Fan Chengxu.

The content of the letter was not anything special—it explained his current situation and then requested Fan Chengxu to help him out with a loan of silver.

At the beginning of the letter, he addressed Fan Chengxu as “Qingyuan Brother,” which was probably Fan Chengxu’s courtesy name*.

*courtesy name is a traditional Chinese name given to a person when they come of age—typically at 20 for men and 15 for women from noble or scholarly families. Rather than using his given name, Zhu Zongyu uses his courtesy name, which implies familiarity and respect.

He signed the letter at the end as “Your friend, Zongyu.”

After that, Wei Ruo handed the letter to Steward Yu and asked him to send someone to deliver it to Drunken Immortal Restaurant.

The manor had recently been doing business with Drunken Immortal Restaurant, so it had become a routine matter to go back and forth. Delivering a letter wasn’t a problem.

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