In a profession that values age, Beisitian is at a disadvantage now. Watching Wu Yuekai suffer, she feels a faint sorrow in her heart.
Beisitian sighed. She was never one to be overly sympathetic, but she harbors such complex feelings towards Wu Yuekai, probably not just because he looks exactly like her master, but also because he, like her master, gently guides her.
Without her master, she might have spent her past life in a family temple, lonely forever, likely unable to discover her life's value or have the current Beisitian.
In recent days, Beisitian visited more often, noticing that ever since the chief physician examined him, Wu Yuekai indeed showed some improvement, though the effect was somewhat slow.
The improvement made Beisitian happy. Seeing Li Xuejun absent, she secretly took out a homemade plaster mixed with talisman powder and handed it to Wu Yuekai.
