Patron Doctor, the Young Clan’s Support

Dressed in spotless white, elegant and refined like bamboo—this was Serena Feng's impression of Victor Yun. But upon seeing him today...

"Victor Yun, what's wrong?" Serena asked worriedly.

His white clothes remained, and his figure was still as slender as bamboo, yet he had grown so thin he resembled a bamboo pole. The eyes that once shone gentle as spring water now brimmed with exhaustion and confusion. His gestures still carried the grace of a nobleman, but lacked the fresh, luminous charm he once had.

Right now, Victor Yun looked like a middle-aged man, crushed by life's burdens and barely able to catch his breath.

Seeing Serena Feng, Victor Yun dropped his usual polite smile and spoke tiredly, "You probably know what happened to the Young Clan."

Victor Yun radiated deep fatigue from his very bones. His gaunt, dark face told Serena clearly: the Young Clan was struggling, and so was he.

Thinking back to the snow disaster, Serena vaguely understood. There are always plenty who add flowers to a brocade, but even more who throw stones at someone in a well.

The Four Kingdoms joined forces to suppress Cloud City and the Young Clan. The Young Clan could withstand that, but they forgot: after Cloud City and the Young Clan were gravely weakened, how could they face the other predators?

The Four Kingdoms stopped once they'd made their point and gave the Young Clan a chance to recover, but others would not. The Nine Provinces Realm isn't just these four kingdoms. When the other eight cities saw Cloud City suffer such a disaster, how could they possibly let Cloud City and the Young Clan off? This time, the Young Clan suffered not just a heavy blow, but a total defeat.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Serena had always known Victor Yun approached her with a purpose, but never with malice. She didn't like how calculating he was, but she didn't dislike him either.

When it comes to matters of life, you can't be too careful. Besides, Victor Yun never hid his intentions. From the very beginning, he was upfront: "I approached you because I had a goal."

"That's all in the past. But the reason I'm here today is that I really do want to ask for your help." After dealing with Serena Feng for so long, Victor Yun knew she was someone who valued loyalty and straightforwardness. So he spoke plainly, making things easier for both of them.

"That's all in the past. But the reason I'm here today is that I really do want to ask for your help." After dealing with Serena Feng for so long, Victor Yun knew she valued loyalty and directness. So he spoke plainly, making things easier for both of them.

"What is it? If I can help, I will." Serena felt relieved to see Victor Yun finally drop the cryptic talk—playing verbal chess was exhausting.

The Young Clan simply wanted to borrow Serena Feng's skills to help some important people find a reliable, highly skilled doctor. Not everyone is willing to admit they're sick—just look at Su Wenqing.

He would never want the whole world to know about his kidney deficiency.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'm really not worth that much."

She might have some skill in medicine, but she wasn't strong enough to be worthy of being a patron doctor for the Young Clan. Every patron doctor they'd ever retained was respected and highly skilled. In the medical world, her reputation was only modest—after all, she hadn't cured that many people yet.

"Serena, I'm a businessman. What I value is your potential. I never make losing deals, and right now, the Young Clan can only choose you." Victor Yun didn't hide anything from Serena Feng. In the past, the Young Clan certainly wouldn't have retained her as a patron doctor, but now things were different.

At this moment, the Young Clan urgently needed to promote a truly special doctor. Serena Feng had the skill but lacked fame; she needed the Young Clan to support her. Likewise, the Young Clan had patients who needed her treatment.

The Young Clan would build Serena Feng's reputation, introduce patients to her—almost like acting as her agent, except they wouldn't take a cut and would cover all her daily and medical expenses.

It might look like the Young Clan was losing out, but both Serena Feng and Victor Yun knew this was a win-win arrangement. The patients the Young Clan introduced to Serena were their own network and resources; once those people were cured, they'd owe the Young Clan a favor.

This kind of deal was good for both sides. Serena admitted she was tempted.

Medicine and pharmaceutics go hand in hand. Working with the biggest medicinal merchant in the Nine Provinces Realm was a win. With the Young Clan's backing, her career could reach new heights. Under Victor Yun's expectant gaze, Serena thought for a moment and nodded, "Victor Yun, I agree to be the Young Clan's patron doctor. But I have one condition."

"What condition?" Victor Yun had expected Serena's agreement. After all, the Young Clan was offering her complete freedom—no restrictions at all. Such treatment, even in the medical world, was reserved only for the Master of Mystic Healer Valley.

It's said that the Master of Mystic Healer Valley is a patron doctor for some powerful force. That's why he doesn't have to treat ordinary patients or earn an income, yet can still use rare and expensive medicinal ingredients for his research.

"Your Young Clan can only retain me as your sole patron doctor." Only then could she maintain her detached status, and Serena believed she was worth it.

It was a tough condition, but Victor Yun agreed without hesitation. "Do you think the Young Clan can afford any other patron doctor right now?"

After being carved up by so many factions, the Young Clan was just a hollow shell. Otherwise, Victor Yun's proposal wouldn't have been so easily accepted by the whole clan. In other words, except for Victor Yun, to everyone else in the Young Clan, Serena was just a last resort.

Serena Feng was still too young. She might have cured a few tough cases, but that didn't mean the medical world recognized her. Being a doctor was all about experience and seniority, and in this field, Serena was still a newcomer.

"Not just now. In the future, the Young Clan can only have me as their patron doctor—unless I agree otherwise, you can't retain anyone else." Serena wasn't naive; after spending so much time with Evan Wen, she'd learned a thing or two about hidden twists and turns.

"Not just now. In the future, the Young Clan can only have me as their patron doctor—unless I agree otherwise, you can't retain anyone else." Serena wasn't naive; after spending so much time with Su Wenqing, she'd learned a thing or two about hidden twists and turns.

Victor Yun's answer sounded nice, but both of them knew it was just words. No one knew how long Victor Yun would live—not even Serena, as his doctor, could guarantee to keep him alive.

Still, Serena understood that in a big clan, there were always messy complications. Victor Yun's guarantee was already enough for her.

"It's settled, then. You can announce the news once you get back. For now, let me examine you—you're looking awful, and I'm worried your condition is worsening. I warned you last time: your illness is extremely complicated. I hope you'll get checked and treated as soon as possible." Her partnership with the Young Clan depended on Victor Yun staying alive. If he died, the deal might fall apart, so...

Victor Yun didn't even need to ask; Serena would take the initiative to monitor his condition. He'd planned this from the start: with their partnership in place, Serena would do everything she could to keep him alive.

Everyone is selfish. People who are used to scheming can't just drop their guard and open up. Maybe Victor Yun wasn't deliberately plotting against Serena Feng, but the outcome was the same...