Chapter 1260 - 1258: Loss of Image (Part 2)
It seems a little strange.
As the reminder outside was given, the carriage indeed slowed down smoothly and came to a stop.
Fu Qian, however, seemed lost in thought, not even shifting his posture as he looked into the mirror.
The reflection, though twisted and distorted, still clearly showed the face of a middle-aged man—brown hair, clean-shaven, hollow cheeks, and a stern, unsmiling expression.
Paired with the assortment of medicine bottles and tools in the medical kit, it was evident he was now playing the role of something akin to a doctor.
But more strikingly, this was a face entirely unfamiliar to him.
He initially thought he’d get a name from the coachman.
However, when the coachman reminded him earlier, there seemed to be an intentional avoidance of that detail, only helping affirm his guess regarding the profession.
Adding to the eerie mood was the fact of a midnight house call.
"Doctor, thank you for your trouble on the road."
As he was lost in thought, the carriage door was opened from the outside. A middle-aged man, meticulously dressed and with graying temples, leaned in slightly and gave Fu Qian a polite nod.