A man dressed in a dark blue robe sat cross-legged behind a low desk on a wooden platform, facing the direction of the bookshelves, deeply engrossed in writing something.
Apparently noticing Gu Jiao’s shadow cast on the ground, he lifted his head to reveal a young face distinguished and handsome, and he slightly smiled, "Are you a young friend of Master Meng?"
Gu Jiao nodded, "Yes, my surname is Xiao."
"Please take a seat," he gestured towards the round cushion that had just been arranged opposite him, "You may call me Ye Qing, Young Master Xiao."
Gu Jiao sat down opposite Ye Qing, the eldest disciple.
Ye Qing’s robe was slightly different from those of the other National Master Hall disciples, signaling his prominent status within the hall.
He possessed a refined and ethereal quality, his smile was inviting yet not one you would dare to approach too closely.
It was a sense of distance that was just right.
Ye Qing set down his brush and paper, and a disciple brought over a basin of water for him to wash his hands.
His hands were actually very clean, but washing them before pouring tea for a guest was a matter of etiquette.
The disciple withdrew.
He personally poured tea for Gu Jiao, and also poured a cup for himself, then with a smile, he asked, "May I inquire why Young Master Xiao is visiting the National Master Hall?"
Gu Jiao looked at him and said, "My younger brother suffers from a heart condition that requires surgery."
"Heart surgery?" Ye Qing pondered for a moment, "Indeed, our National Master Hall excels in medical science, but such a major operation is beyond the ability of ordinary physicians."
Gu Jiao’s eyes moved slightly, she felt she saw hope for Gu Yan, "So your National Master Hall is capable of carrying out such complex surgery?"
Ye Qing replied with a smile, "My master can. His medical skills are exemplary, he once performed heart surgery on a patient."
Gu Jiao asked, "Was the surgery successful?"
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