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Chapter 258 - Mr. Mo Xu?

Chapter 258: Mr. Mo Xu?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Doctor Fang was about to go out with a medicine basket on his back when the people he met greeted him. He was Lord An Le’s exclusive physician.

However, since he had a heart to help others, he would treat anyone in the residence who was sick or in pain, so everyone respected him.

Doctor Fang nodded and said, “How many medicinal herbs do you have? I’ll go to the mountains outside the city and see if I can find them.”

“You don’t have to do this yourself. Tell me what that medicine looks like. I’ll help you pick it,” the servant said ingratiatingly. He had accidentally fallen and broken his leg. It was Doctor Fang who treated him.

“No need. These herbs are relatively rare. I’ll be at ease if I go personally.” Doctor Fang refused with a smile. After saying that, he continued walking out of the residence.

“Good morning, Doctor Fang.”

“Doctor Fang.”

There was a moment of silence.

No matter who greeted him, Doctor Fang nodded at them one by one. This was also part of the reason why everyone had a good impression of him. He would never take advantage of his seniority to look down on servants like them.

Song Jingchen pulled Shen Yijia up from the bed. She looked at the light coming in from the window. It was still dim. She couldn’t help but mutter, “It’s not right to steal chickens at this time.”

Shouldn’t she be stealing chickens and dogs at night?

Song Jingchen was speechless. What kind of nonsense was this girl thinking about all day?

He took the clothes at the side and helped her put them on one by one. He also wet the handkerchief and wrung out the water to help her clean her face. She still looked like she was half-asleep.

He pursed his lips and said, “Why don’t you sleep a little longer? I’ll go alone…”

Hearing the word “alone”, Shen Yijia opened her eyes and looked at Song Jingchen with a burning gaze. “I’m not tired anymore. I’ve slept enough. Where are you going? I’ll go with you.”

Song Jingchen chuckled. He picked her up by the waist and placed her on the stool in front of the dressing table. He took a comb and combed her hair.

This was different from the feeling of Mo Yuan combing her hair. Shen Yijia’s eyes widened as she asked curiously, “Hubby, who have you combed your hair for in the past?”

Song Jingchen paused and deliberately teased her. “Both men and women. Which one are you asking about?”

Shen Yijia thought to herself, “Shouldn’t he have said that he only combed her hair for her? Since there are men and women, no, there’s actually a woman.”

She frowned. “A woman.”

Song Jingchen helped her tie her hair into a bun that looked a little like a man’s. Her black hair was only secured with a wooden hairpin. After doing this, he said, “Sister Huan, you saw it back then.”

He was talking about when they were in Xiagou Village. Sister Huan asked Shen Yijia to help her comb her hair, but Shen Yijia didn’t know how to do it. It was Song Jingchen who helped her comb her hair.

As soon as he said that, Shen Yijia remembered. Realizing that she had been tricked by him again, she gritted her teeth angrily.

After she cleaned up, Song Jingchen took out a paper bag from somewhere and stuffed it into her hand. “It’s still early. Eat something to fill your stomach first.”

“We’ll eat a proper meal when we get back.”

Shen Yijia opened the paper bag and saw a fragrant roasted drumstick inside. The corners of her mouth twitched. This was better than she expected.

Doctor Fang walked to the city gate and rented a carriage to leave the city. When he reached the foot of Mount Qingyuan, which was the closest to Xunyang City, he asked the coachman to stop the carriage.

“Doctor Fang, do you want me to wait for you here?” The coachman jumped out of the carriage and moved a stool for Doctor Fang to step on.

Doctor Fang recited the medicine again and shook his head with a smile. “I don’t know when I’ll be able to find the medicinal herbs I need this time. I won’t trouble you.”

“I’ll walk back later,” he said.

“Hey, take care of yourself. I have to come here again at this time tomorrow. If you’re done by then, I’ll pick you up.”

Doctor Fang usually went into the mountains to pick herbs from time to time for a day or two. The coachman was used to it. He expressed his concern and drove the carriage away.

As he watched the carriage leave, Doctor Fang let go of his sleeve and shook his head. “Forget it, forget it. I’ve committed enough sins. Let him live.”

He looked away and narrowed his eyes at the road up the mountain.

From afar, his back looked solemn.

South Wind was left behind to guard Shangguan Han, while Song Jingchen rode out of the city with Shen Yijia.

At the city gate, they met Mo Yuan and Rooster. To be precise, these two people had specially waited for them here.

“Master, Young Madam.”

“Miss, Young Master.”

The two of them greeted him in unison.

Shen Yijia glanced at the two of them and snuggled back into Song Jingchen’s arms to catch up on her sleep.

Song Jingchen looked at the two of them, but Mo Yuan looked at Rooster for a reply.

Rooster rubbed his nose. “I’ve found it. Only Qingyuan Mountain nearby has the most important herbs to concoct the Daylily Powder. Moreover, Mo Yuan and I have discovered traces of people living on that mountain these past few days. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, we didn’t approach.”

Song Jingchen frowned. “Lead the way.”

The three horses galloped out, kicking up dust.

When they were about to approach the foot of Mount Qingyuan, they passed by a green cloth carriage.

Song Jingchen glanced at the carriage and frowned. He waved his whip, and the horse roared and suddenly sped up.

After all, Doctor Fang was old. When he reached his destination, his legs were already weak.

In front of him was a small courtyard surrounded by a fence. The courtyard was surrounded by three wooden houses. He stood still and straightened his robe. When his breathing eased, he went forward and knocked on the fence door.

Soon, a child walked out. He cupped his hands at Doctor Fang and extended his hand.

Doctor Fang nodded and followed him into the courtyard. He stopped at the door of the wooden house in the middle.

The child went forward and knocked twice. After waiting for two breaths, a deep voice came from inside. “Come in.”

The child pushed open the door and led Doctor Fang in. He closed the door behind him.

There was a black gauze curtain hanging around the wooden house. It was dark inside, and one could only vaguely see a person sitting on a futon in the middle. There was a strong medicinal smell lingering in the air.

It was clearly not Doctor Fang’s first time here, so he was not surprised to see this scene. After the child took out a futon and placed it in front of the person, Doctor Fang went forward and knelt down. “Mr. Mo Xu, I’m useless.”

“I’m here today for the medicine. I have something to ask you.”

“What? Did you fail again? Don’t tell me you’ve been by Lord An Le’s side for too long and have forgotten your identity.” The man called Mr. Mo Xu glanced at him coldly.

Doctor Fang knelt down in fear. “I wouldn’t dare. I’ve already succeeded, but…”

“But what?” Mo Xu looked at the child. The child took out a porcelain bottle and placed it in front of Doctor Fang.

Doctor Fang heaved a sigh of relief and deliberated for a moment before saying, “This is also what I don’t understand. Why is it that after Lord An Le was poisoned with the Daylily Powder, he was different from the others and simply fell unconscious.”

Unexpectedly, Mo Xu stood up and said in surprise, “What did you say?”