Fire [1]

Doctor Mu fingers moved with calm precision, wrapping a fresh strip of gauze over the girl's wrist as he spoke in a dry, matter-of-fact tone.

"Young lady. If you're going to chatter, do it outside. I need silence while I work."

Fang Jingyi froze mid-step, one hand halfway raised as if she had been about to point at something.

Her lips parted to reply but then she stopped.

A heartbeat passed.

And then she lowered her hand.

"…Understood, Doctor Mu," she said quietly, nodding once.

She didn't say another word.

Fang Yuan blinked in surprise. He turned to glance at her, Fang Jingyi, whose mouth usually ran faster than most sword strikes.... now standing perfectly still, like a scolded child.

Fang Yuan leaned slightly closer to the old physician, voice hushed with honest admiration.

"Doctor Mu," he whispered, "…you're amazing."