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Officer Yang felt a sense of relief as he saw the three masters looking somewhat better. He approached the table and asked, "Are you all alright?"
"Thank you for rescuing us. We've been trapped here for over a month. Cheng Jinsheng threatened us, saying that we would never leave unless we translated all the hidden prescriptions on these embroidery pieces," Zhao Yunlan sighed, brushing back some loose strands of hair. "Fortunately, Cheng Jinsheng has treated us relatively well; our meals have been properly arranged, and we haven't been mistreated."
Officer Yang nodded and instructed the officers to carefully collect the notes and embroidery pieces from the long table. "These are important pieces of evidence that need to be taken back to the Police Station. Now, please follow us; I've arranged for vehicles to take you to the hospital for a thorough check-up."
The three masters gathered their belongings and left the ancient temple under the escort of the officers.
Once they descended the mountain, Fang Zigui hurried a few steps to catch up with Officer Yang, who was leading the group. "Officer Yang, may I take a look at the notes on the prescriptions that these masters translated? My family has practiced medicine for generations; perhaps I can help them organize the prescriptions and verify their efficacy. If these prescriptions truly address Miss Cheng's condition, it would not be in vain for the masters' efforts."
Officer Yang stroked his newly grown stubble thoughtfully before responding, "That shouldn't be difficult. These embroidery pieces and notes need to be preserved as evidence, but I can arrange for you to study the prescriptions at the Police Station. If you can confirm their effectiveness and help treat Si Yun's illness, that would be a good outcome."
That night, under Officer Yang's special arrangement, Fang Zigui was able to study the ancient embroidery pieces and the masters' deciphered notes in detail at the Police Station. He stayed awake all night and finally compiled a complete ancient prescription just as dawn broke.
Rubbing his tired eyes, Fang Zigui turned to Officer Yang, who had also been busy throughout the night. "This prescription indeed holds great promise; it's even more intricate than I expected. If we prepare medicine according to this prescription, Miss Cheng may truly have hope for recovery from her heart condition."
After receiving Officer Yang's approval, Fang Zigui transcribed a copy of the prescription before bidding farewell and leaving the Police Station.
That afternoon, Fang Zigui arrived at Cheng Family Residence accompanied by Lin Mingchang, Shen Tong, and Ruan Xiaoshuang.
Having not seen them for two days, Cheng Siyun looked considerably more haggard; her eyes were slightly red, suggesting she had been crying. She was quite surprised by their visit.
Zigui stepped forward and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handing it to Cheng Siyun. "Miss Cheng, I apologize for dropping by unannounced. This is a complete prescription based on what the three masters deciphered from the ancient embroidery pieces. The dosage of each ingredient, preparation methods, and order of administration are all detailed here. I hope it can help with your condition."
Cheng Siyun took the prescription with trembling fingers. Her father had gone to great lengths for this very prescription and had strayed down a wrong path; she never expected she would actually receive it.
"Mr. Fang," she asked anxiously, "can this prescription really cure my heart condition?"
Fang Zigui nodded solemnly. "I've studied this prescription carefully; it is indeed an extraordinary remedy for stagnation in heart qi. Its approach is unique and bold—truly innovative. While its specific effects will need to be observed during treatment, based on my years of experience in medicine, there is great hope."
Cheng Siyun carefully closed the prescription and looked up at the four of them with tears in her eyes. "Thank you... truly, thank you so much..."
She paused to regain her composure before continuing, "I also have good news to share with you all. My father... he has confessed and expressed remorse. He has promised to allocate a significant sum of money to support the establishment of a Xiang Embroidery Training Institute by the three masters to ensure that this ancient craft can be passed down. Although they were held under duress, they were not mistreated; they understand my father's predicament... While his actions were indeed wrong, his intentions were ultimately to save his daughter's life. The masters have agreed to reconcile and will no longer pursue any charges."
"Really?" Xiaoshuang asked excitedly. "What did the Police Station say?"
Cheng Siyun smiled with some relief. "Uncle Yang said that considering all circumstances, the Police Station has also agreed to handle things leniently. My father should be able to return home soon."
Then, her gaze shifted to Shen Tong and Lin Mingchang. "To be honest, that day at the exhibition, although I was sad, I felt more relieved. Seeing you both standing together, I knew you were truly meant for each other. I sincerely wish you both the best."
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