Portable Space: Little Miracle Doctor

Going On Patrol

Chapter 245 – Going On Patrol

Old Master Yan was so furious his beard fluttered up and down, the hand gripping his cane trembling like a sieve.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaosi felt extremely delighted in her heart.

What goes around comes around. The old coot finally had his day of reckoning.

“Old Master Yan just asked me if I’m satisfied. Heh heh, of course I’m satisfied. Seeing the people I hate suffer retribution, that feeling is really fantastic.”

Having lived to such an old age, Old Master Yan had never suffered this kind of anger before.

He was so furious he nearly fainted, but staring at Yan Xiaosi’s arrogant, despicable, and hatefully nauseating face, he forced himself to hold onto a breath, unwilling to let himself faint.

“You little demon! If I had known you’d turn out to be such a little demon, I should have strangled you to death back then!”

If he had strangled this little demon to death back then, his eldest son Yan Bozhang wouldn’t be locked up in the county prison, his eldest grandson Wenfeng’s arm wouldn’t be injured, perhaps his third son Bowen wouldn’t have died young, and perhaps the Yan estate wouldn’t have burned down.

All of this was harmed by the jinx in front of him.

Meeting Old Master Yan’s eyes filled with unconcealed hatred, Yan Xiaosi laughed.

“Old Master Yan didn’t strangle me to death back then. Wanting to strangle me to death now is too late.”

She glanced in Yan Wenfeng’s direction, making Yan Wenfeng’s whole body break out in goosebumps.

“Oh right, let me tell you another bit of unfortunate news, Old Master Yan. Eldest Young Master Yan’s right arm is in a cast. It’s probably fractured. It takes a hundred days for an injury to the bones and tendons to heal. I’m afraid Eldest Young Master Yan’s arm won’t recover without 120 days or so.”

She anticipated Yan Wenfeng would go to the prefecture capital in two months to take the regional imperial exams. While striking yesterday, she specifically targeted Yan Wenfeng’s right arm, fracturing it.

To make a person suffer, strip away what they care about most. Yan Wenfeng must be in a lot of pain now.

Sure enough, after she told Old Master Yan, Yan Wenfeng was so angry his face turned black. He glared at her with eyes that looked like they would pop out of their sockets.

“W-What did you say?”

Old Master Yan was so furious he nearly couldn’t catch his breath. His whole body trembled as he asked.

Yan Xiaosi said, “If Old Master Yan didn’t hear clearly, please ask Madam Yan or Eldest Young Master Yan yourself.”

Old Master Yan didn’t want to see her smug face anymore. He turned to ask Ms. Li.

“Daughter-in-law, didn’t you say you took Wenfeng to Jiren Hall for treatment? Didn’t the doctor at Jiren Hall say it was nothing serious?”

Ms. Li felt a pang of guilt and quickly explained, “T-The doctor from Jiren Hall did say Wenfeng’s arm needs to be in a cast and recuperate for around 120 days. But we later went to the Yu Family Private Kitchen and ran into Bai Mingyue. Bai Mingyue also prescribed medicine for Wenfeng. With Bai Mingyue’s medicine, Wenfeng’s arm should recover quickly.”

Yan Xiaosi frowned upon hearing this.

So Bai Mingyue was ruining her plans.

With Bai Mingyue’s medical skills, it was possible for him to heal Yan Wenfeng’s arm within two months. Damn it, she had considered everything except Bai Mingyue.

Old Master Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, with Yan Bozhang imprisoned and the Yan estate burned down, the only hope for reviving the Yan family rested on Yan Wenfeng.

“Mother, Brother Dazhuang, Eldest Sister, Second Sister, let’s go back too.”

At this moment, Yan Xiaosi had lost even the mood to mock the Yan family. She turned and left in a bit of a huff.

Ms. Zhong’s family looked at each other, not knowing why she suddenly got angry and left. They could only follow.

Returning to the Tian house, the fragrance of red potato porridge wafted out from the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Ms. Wang was clumsily stir-frying vegetables.

Hearing movement in the kitchen, Ms. Zhong and Yan Shuqin hurried over.

Seeing Ms. Wang cooking, the mother and daughter became anxious.

Yan Shuqin walked to Ms. Wang’s side and tried to take the spatula. “Auntie, your injuries still haven’t healed. How can you be doing these things?”

Ms. Zhong’s heart warmed. She said, “Older Sister, the day is still early. Why didn’t you lie in bed a bit longer? We can make breakfast after returning.”

Ms. Wang handed the spatula to Yan Shuqin and smiled in response, “You all fought the fire for half the night. I was afraid you’d be hungry. It’s fine. That Divine Doctor Murong’s medicine is good. My injuries have mostly healed. Tomorrow is Shuyun’s day off, right? She still doesn’t know about the cave at Big Sister Peak burning down. Xiaosi will go pick her up in Daxing Town this afternoon. Have Dazhuang drive the ox cart.”

After eating breakfast, Tian Dazhuang returned to the shack in the corn field to nap. Yan Xiaosi’s family also went to catch up on sleep.

The scene shifts to the Tongluo Plain military camp.

Long Yi personally delivered breakfast to his master’s tent.

“My lord, you’ve been busy for half the night. Please rest for a bit and have some breakfast.”

Long Yu looked up from a pile of military documents, rubbing his brows in fatigue.

Long Yi placed a bowl of rice porridge in front of him.

Long Yu ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and suddenly thought of something. Setting down the spoon, he asked, “Long Yi, didn’t the cave at Big Sister Peak burn down? Where is that brat Yan Xiaosi staying now?”

Long Yi was a bit surprised.

He had thought his master was going to ask about the state of the Yan estate after last night’s big fire.

“According to your subordinate’s investigation, it seems Young Master Yan and her family are renting a place at Tian Dazhuang’s house.”

After truthfully reporting, he suddenly realized his master’s expression seemed to have changed.

He felt he hadn’t misspoke just now. With the cave at Big Sister Peak burned down and the new house still under construction, it seemed quite reasonable for Young Master Yan’s family to rent a place at Tian Dazhuang’s.

Long Yu frowned. “Such an important matter. Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Such an important matter! Was this matter very important?

“My lord, Tian Dazhuang is Young Master Yan’s future brother-in-law. He and Young Master Yan have called each other brothers for many years. Now that Young Master Yan has nowhere to live, renting a place at Tian Dazhuang’s house seems very normal to your subordinate.”

“Long Yi, you’re becoming more and more irresponsible!”

His master’s tone conveyed anger and coldness. Long Yi immediately tensed up.

“Your subordinate knows his error. Your subordinate shouldn’t have arbitrarily concealed this matter.”

Long Yu suddenly stood up and walked toward the exit of the tent.

Long Yi hurriedly followed. “My lord, you haven’t finished your breakfast. Where are you going?”

“Call Long Er and Long San. Follow this king out on patrol.”

“…Yes.”

Half an hour later, the master and three servants appeared in Shaoyao Village.

Long Er trotted along behind. Seeing his master seemed to be heading in the direction of Tian Dazhuang’s house, he couldn’t help feeling puzzled in his heart. He asked Long Yi in a low voice, “Big Brother, didn’t our lord say we were going out on patrol? Why are we going to Shaoyao Village?”

His master was naturally going to Tian Dazhuang’s house to find Young Master Yan.

Long Yi had just made a mistake and angered his master. He didn’t really dare tell Long Er these things. He just stared straight ahead and reminded Long Er, “Don’t ask so much. Our master told us to follow, so we follow.”

“…Oh!”

Long Er responded foolishly, always feeling his master’s purpose this time wasn’t straightforward.

When the master and three servants arrived at the Tian house, the Tian family’s door was tightly shut. The few people inside were currently sleeping like the dead.

The door was tightly closed in broad daylight. Could that brat be doing something improper inside?

Long Yu furrowed his brows and ordered, “Long Yi, go knock on the door.”

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