Testing the Waters

No one had seen Pan Yun flick out the medicinal powder just now, so naturally no one knew Sun Xin had been knocked unconscious by her. The guards who had been watching the county office turned around and saw Pan Yun supporting Sun Xin, immediately stepping forward to take over. Frowning, they asked, "What happened to Lord Sun?"

Pan Yun said, "Poor Daoist thought his complexion did not look very good. Shall I take his pulse?"

The guards sized Pan Yun up. "You know medicine?"

"Poor Daoist is a Daoist physician from Mount Sanqing, with a slight understanding of the art of healing."

At that, the guards immediately let her examine him.

After all, with so many eyes watching, they were not afraid that a young daoist could play any tricks.

Pan Yun immediately placed three fingers on his wrist. A moment later, she frowned. "His pulse is deep but weak. This is from excessive fatigue and an imbalance of heart and lungs. Has this lord recently slept poorly, traveled and toiled without rest, and worried himself sick?"

Lord Sun truly had not slept well for several nights in a row. He bore the heavy responsibility of catching thieves and still had to maneuver around the local officials. How could he not be plagued with worries?

On top of that, they had chased after the thieves all the way, with scarcely any chance to rest. Forget Sun Xin, a Household Administrator—even the guards were exhausted beyond measure.

A guard asked, "So he fainted from exhaustion?"

"Yes. What he urgently needs now is medicine and sleep," Pan Yun said with a furrowed brow. "Since this lord is an official, why does he not enter the county office to rest?"

She said worriedly, "If this drags on, his heart will not be