A Healing Conversation

Zhang Wei winced as Imperial Doctor Hua Ying gently examined his injuries. The doctor's touch was precise and calculated, his experienced hands tracing over the wounds with a deft finesse that made Zhang Wei's pain more bearable. Each time Hua Ying pressed on a sensitive area, Zhang Wei couldn't help but flinch, a reminder of his humanity beneath the armour.

"Does this hurt, Zhang Wei?" Imperial Doctor Hua Ying, his brows furrowed in concern, asked.

"Yes, it does, Doctor," Zhang Wei, his jaw clenched, replied through gritted teeth.

"And here?" The doctor's fingers continued their careful exploration.

"Yes, that's sore, Doctor," Zhang Wei winced again, his body tensing involuntarily.

Despite the discomfort, Zhang Wei appreciated Hua Ying's meticulous examination. The doctor's experienced hands were a source of comfort, even in the midst of pain.

"You took quite a blow, young man. Fortunately, it wasn't more severe. You'll heal in time, but rest and proper care are essential," Imperial Doctor Hua Ying, a wise man in his middle years, continued his examination.

"Thank you for your help, Doctor Hua. I'm grateful for your expertise," Zhang Wei nodded, acknowledging the doctor's words.

"You're most welcome. I must ensure the health of the palace's soldiers. But I sense there's something more than physical injuries that weigh on your mind," Imperial Doctor Hua Ying smiled faintly.

"Doctor Hua, I have heard rumours about the mistreatment of the people by some factions within the palace. I had always believed that our duty was to protect the people, not harm them," Zhang Wei hesitated for a moment, then decided to share his concerns.

"You've heard correctly, Zhang Wei. It is a grave matter that has troubled many of us within the palace who are committed to our duty of safeguarding the people. But the source of these actions is complex," Imperial Doctor Hua Ying nodded, his expression growing sombre.

"Doctor Hua, who is behind these actions? Who do you think could instruct such behaviour?" As Imperial Doctor Hua Ying continued his examination, Zhang Wei pressed further, his curiosity piqued.

"Zhang Wei, the question is not merely about who instructed these actions, but rather who initiated them. These factions within the palace, often seeking power or favour, sometimes take matters into their own hands. They exploit their positions, tarnishing the reputation of the palace and its honourable soldiers like yourself," the doctor's eyes revealed a mixture of sorrow and frustration.

"I cannot stand idly by while these actions continue. I need to uncover the truth, to end this injustice," Zhang Wei clenched his fists, his sense of duty burning within him.

"Zhang Wei, your commitment to justice is commendable. But tread carefully. The shadows in the palace run deep, and those who seek the truth often find themselves entangled in a web of deceit. Be patient, gather information discreetly, and choose your allies wisely. The path you've chosen is fraught with danger," Imperial Doctor Hua Ying finished his examination and met Zhang Wei's determined gaze.

"Thank you, Doctor Hua. I will seek the truth, no matter the cost," Zhang Wei nodded in understanding, his resolve deepening.

As he departed from the doctor's chamber, the weight of his injuries seemed insignificant compared to the heavy burden of responsibility he now carried. Zhang Wei was determined to uncover the truth behind the mistreatment of the people, even if it meant challenging the very foundations of the palace that had been his home for so long.

"Take this, Zhang Wei. It's a sick leave note. Rest is the best remedy for your injuries. Do not rush back into action," before he could leave, Imperial Doctor Hua Ying offered him a small piece of parchment.

"Thank you, Doctor Hua. I will heed your advice," Zhang Wei accepted the note with gratitude.

With that, Zhang Wei left the doctor's chamber, his mind now focused on the journey ahead, seeking justice for the people and uncovering the mysteries that shrouded the palace.

Zhang Wei knew that rest was essential for his injuries to heal, but fate had other plans. As he made his way back to the barracks to finally find some reprieve, he found himself unexpectedly summoned by General Li Feng. There were no words exchanged, just a meaningful glance between the two soldiers, and Zhang Wei knew he had to follow the general immediately.

They entered a private chamber, away from prying ears, and the conversation began. General Li Feng's eyes bore the weight of his responsibilities and his genuine concern for his soldiers. Zhang Wei knew that he had always been like a father figure to him, even though they rarely exchanged words that ventured beyond the realms of duty.

"Hong Yi has told me part of the story, Zhang Wei. About the mistreatment of the people and the aggression of the soldiers from other factions within the palace. He spoke of your confrontation with them and how you were injured while trying to protect him," General Li Feng began.

"Yes, General. The situation has grown more dire with each passing day. Our duty, as I've always understood it, is to protect the people, not harm them," Zhang Wei met the general's gaze with unwavering determination.

"You are correct, Zhang Wei. The honour of our unit is founded on the principles of justice and protection. But as you've seen, there are forces within the palace that act against these ideals," General Li Feng nodded in agreement.

"I cannot turn a blind eye to this, General. I have to uncover the truth, to reveal those who instigate such actions," Zhang Wei sighed, feeling the burden of his injuries and the weight of his newfound knowledge.

"Your determination is admirable, but tread carefully. These are dangerous waters you're venturing into. You must remember your duty to protect yourself as well. Your safety is a concern to me," General Li Feng gave him a long, contemplative look.

"General, Hong Yi must have offered to double his workload to cover my absence. He feels responsible for my injury," Zhang Wei then mentioned Hong Yi's selfless decision.

"You both have always been loyal and committed to our unit. I will accept Hong Yi's proposal but I will be just and reprimand some of it to others. You've earned your rest. Recover, but don't let your determination wane. When the time is right, we will act," General Li Feng regarded Zhang Wei with pride and a hint of a fatherly smile.

With that, General Li Feng dismissed Zhang Wei, and the wounded soldier made his way to rest, knowing that his general understood the depth of his commitment. The path to uncovering the truth about the palace's dark factions and their mistreatment of the people was now more treacherous than ever, but Zhang Wei was resolved to face it head-on.

As Zhang Wei settled into his quarters, the weight of his injuries pressed upon him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. It occurred to him that in his haste to report to General Li Feng and express his commitment to uncovering the truth about the palace, he had forgotten to ask the one person who might hold crucial insights—his commanding officer.

Zhang Wei sat on the edge of his bunk, deep in thought. The missed opportunity to discuss the matter with General Li Feng gnawed at him. What if the general held vital information or had suggestions for how to approach the situation? He was still wrestling with these thoughts when an unexpected knock on his door brought him back to the present.

Startled, Zhang Wei called out.

"Come in."

The door swung open, and Hong Yi entered, his expression a mix of concern and determination. He had taken the time to freshen up, but there was a weariness in his eyes, a testament to the long day and the challenges they had faced together.

"Zhang Wei," Hong Yi said, his voice laced with sincerity. "I wanted to check on you. How are you feeling?"

"I'll live, thanks to Imperial Doctor Hua Ying. He's a skilled physician," Zhang Wei managed a weak smile, appreciating his friend's concern.

"Zhang Wei, I know you must be thinking about what we discussed earlier. About the mistreatment of the people in the city. I can tell it's eating at you," Hong Yi nodded, then hesitated for a moment before saying,

"Yes, you're right, Hong Yi. I was hoping to discuss it with General Li Feng, but I forgot to bring it up. There are so many questions, and so much darkness surrounding this issue. I fear that if we don't act soon, the suffering will only continue," Zhang Wei's expression turned pensive.

"We will find a way, my friend. We've always stood together, and we will overcome this challenge as well," Hong Yi sat down beside Zhang Wei, his gaze steady.

"You're right. We won't back down. We will bring this injustice to light, for the sake of the people," a sense of determination welled up within Zhang Wei. He looked at Hong Yi with a newfound resolve.

Their shared commitment to uncovering the truth bound them closer than ever. They might be grappling with injuries and doubts, but their determination was unwavering. As they discussed their next steps, the bond of camaraderie between them grew stronger, fortifying them for the battles yet to come.

As the evening wore on, the two friends continued to plan, ensuring that their actions would make a difference and set the course for justice to prevail. Zhang Wei might have forgotten to inquire with General Li Feng, but with Hong Yi by his side, he was not alone in this endeavour. Together, they were prepared to face the shadows that loomed over the palace and emerge as beacons of hope for the suffering people of the city.