A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 120

Wu Dahu glanced at him warily and said in a low voice, “Where’s Han?”

Guan Yiyu rolled his eyes, recalling that Song Qinghan left yesterday so hurriedly that he did not inform Wu Dahu at all. And then he sighed heavily as if he was actually feeling rather pitiful towards this match-made-in-heaven couple, “He thought you’re about to die, so he abandoned you for other man, if I didn’t take good care of you, I would never know that you’re all fine.”

And then, beyond his expectation, Wu Dahu walked outwards directly without even a glance at him.

Noticing that what he said didn’t work at all, Guan Yiyu rushed up and blocked Wu Dahu’s way, saying coyly, “Don’t you be rush! Or maybe I can help you find him, it will take you years to find him anyway.”

“Get out of my way, or I will show you no mercy.”

Wu Dahu roared and stared at Guan Yiyu coldly and expressionlessly.

The fierce glare startled Guan Yiyu at once, and the meantime he retreated subconsciously to the other side. And at the moment he regained his attention, Wu Dahu had already left far away.

Everything was leaving but Guan Yiyu, he stood still curling and pinching his hair with his fingers while sneering slightly, “I will definitely obtain this wood!”

Wu Dahu got back home, he searched around but failed to find any trace of Song Qinghan. He went to ask Hualian, but the answer disappointed him either. Without a further consideration, he went alone to look for the answer by knocking at every acquaintances’ doors, he not only went to the Huichun Shop, Zhu and Gao Mansion, but the place where those acrobatics team members stayed, and even the magnificent mansion Zhai Su left here.

However, he could find nothing about Song Qinghan, not even a piece of hair.

The competition was about to begin. Under everyone’s concerned sights, he walked onto the stage, muddle-headed. He even forgot how he should make his action coherent, but out of his attention, he was punched to the ground, and collapsed.

To be honest, his rival didn’t possess a good martial skill at all, which meant that he intended to admit defeat after several rounds of fight. Yet instead, he never expected that Wu Dahu would be so weak but thought it was his lucky day today. Without further concerns, he gathered all his strength intending to kick Wu Dahu out of the stage just at one movement.

Though Hualian did not know what really happened to Song Qinghan, he still carried Little Shitou over here in the scene. When Little Shitou witnessed his father was being beaten without any capacity to fight back, he pursed his lips, and then started bawling.

Wu Dahu’s ears moved slightly and he subconsciously looked towards the direction of the crying. And suddenly he caught a glimpse of a slim figure carrying Little Shitou in arms. With a sudden delight in his mind, he reached out to block the fist the man who was about to punch, and then with no more than three movements, he threw the other party off the stage.

He jumped off the stage as followed and rushed over to the man who was carrying Little Shitou. At the moment he found it was Hualian, the happiness in his face vanished just in a second, nothing but only disappointment could be seen from his expression.

Where the heck did Song Qinghan go? Why didn’t he get him informed? Or did Guan Yiyu, the vicious man, did something?

Spoke of evil, and he appeared. Guan Yiyu walked over and smiled, “Childe Wu, you really get something, and I think it will be nothing for you in the next field competition in this noon. Speaking of the field, I would really love to go back to that pitfall and have a see. May I invite you with me if you get a free moment?”

Wu Dahu didn’t say anything. He just glared at him and suddenly approached him while pulling out a dagger from behind and put it on Guan Yiyu’s neck. He said coldly, “You must know where Xiao Han went! Hurry up and confess to me! Otherwise, you might get some punishment!”

In the full sight of public notice, Wu Dahu threatened Guan Yiyu without considering what others thought. All the folks in the scene took a deep and cold breath there while pointing and whispering.

The judges, especially Old Zhu and Old Man Gao, who were very optimistic about Wu Dahu, couldn’t sit still when they saw him doing such a thing that almost destroyed his own future of brightness.

With a poker face, Wu Dahu tightened the dagger around Guan Yiyu’s neck, and then he said coldly, “Tell me, where did Han go!”

Guan Yiyu shivered, stammering, “He, he left, but I really don’t know where he went.”

Wu Dahu’s eyebrows sank even tighter as Guan Yiyu gave an ambiguous answer. Noticing that, Guan Yiyu added hurriedly, “Or you can ask the servant in my mansion, they were the witness either.”

Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, Hualian suddenly rushed over pushing the crowd away. In his hand waving a piece of paper, “Young Master, this is a note Young Mistress left!”

Wu Dahu took a glance at Hualian, and then loosened his hands, grabbed over the note, commenced devouring it.

Guan Yiyu touched his own neck after the release, he stared at the paper, frowning tight. Well, it seemed that it was a false step that Guan Yiyu never thought of, yet he knew deeply that Song Qinghan would never make it to come back anymore, and Wu Dahu would never went to find him either.

After reading the note, Wu Dahu sank into a long and heartbroken silence. At the end, he glanced at Little Shitou who was now sucking his own finger, and then he reached out to take over the baby, and said to Hualian, “Let’s back home.”

All the judges heaved a sigh of great relief and those rubberneckers drifted away after everything was settled down.

Back to the house, Hualian noticed that Wu Dahu commenced packing up everything with silence, he couldn’t help asking tentatively, “Young Master, where… where did Young Mistress go?”

He didn’t know what content the note contained without having a peek in it after picking it up, he just subconsciously thought that it was left by Song Qinghan. That’s why he asked something like that.

Wu Dahu paused for a moment and said without any ups and downs, “No matter where he goes, I will bring him back. Take good care of Little Shitou and Wenxuan in this house, if we don’t make it to come back in one month, bring them back to Wenxuan’s family.”

Hualian was utterly shocked and trembled, “But, how… how about your disease, Young Master.”

Thinking of Song Qinghan’s plan which was mentioned in the note, Wu Dahu smiled and said calmly, “Seven days are enough.”

Song Qinghan considered many aspects and listed many reasons. However, the only thing he couldn’t consider was that if something happened to him, Wu Dahu would never want to live alone, even for the sake of Little Shitou.

In the afternoon competition, Wu Dahu appeared as if nothing had happened, he was as calm as a freak which was totally a far cry from the figure in the morning. Besides, he performed so well as if he got full of beans suddenly.

When the result was announced, everyone looked like be sincerely convinced. It seemed that they had long predicted that Wu Dahu would win the championship.

As for Wu Dahu himself, he didn’t even look excited at all. He only knew that after all the event came to its end, he could go find Song Qinghan.

Guan Yiyu appeared again shamelessly, holding a wooden box in his hand. He showed up in front of Wu Dahu and smiled, “Congratulations, it’s more than a month before you go attend the final tournament. Are you willing to go to the state capital for some fun? I have prepared the carriage and everything. Oh, here, I made another piece of antidote, just take it.”

Wu Dahu didn’t look at him, nor did he pick up the wooden box. He lowered his eyes and said, “The Heartless Herb isn’t a secret medicine, but it won’t be easy for the one to get that. Besides, there is no hatred between me and him. Why did he treat me like that? Unless… someone is behind his back!”

Then, he raised his eyelids and stared at Guan Yiyu’s flustered eyes, “If the chief plotter wants to murder me, he should have known that you got the snowlotus yourself in your mansion. AND, if he doesn’t have any intention to trouble you, that probably means… The chief plotter doesn’t want to kill me at all, as long as he doesn’t want me to die, he will keep supplying the antidote for me. In that case, I might be fully assured that the poisoner get antidote himself for sure and will show up every time promptly. Am I right?”

Guan Yiyu was confused by Wu Dahu’s logic, yet he understood the suspicion in Wu Dahu’s words, so he quickly waved his hand and said, “It’s not me, it’s definitely not me. How would I want to harm you? If you don’t believe me, I will go back and make all the antidote right now!”

Wu Dahu lowered his eyelids again and said indifferently, “No need. I’ve made up my mind to resist the evil poisoner’s intentions, I’ve made up my mind to be tormented by the poison and die. Keep yourself the antidote, probably you will get a chance to use it in the future.”

Wrath overwhelmed Guan Yiyu in his mind and he threw the wooden box on the ground fiercely after Wu Dahu left with decisiveness. He murmured as the anger and grudge flowed out and surged deeply in his eyes, “Ha, what a man of backbone, it seems that you never acknowledge the feelings of ‘Poison into bones’. Well, since then, get your pitiful life yourself and go die. I will wait until you come back for begging kneeing down to me.”

When Wu Dahu got back home, Yuan Wenxuan happened to back home from the Huichun Shop either. He was informed from Hualian that Wu Dahu was leaving, yet he did not show any grudge over it. If he wasn’t still young, probably he would choose to join him and found Song Qinghan together.

Wu Dahu picked up his luggage, looked at Little Shitou and turned to leave.

It seemed that Little Shitou was able to sense something, he opened his mouth and the next moment he cried with a loud voice, “DaDa…Dad!”

Hualian and Yuan Wenxuan looked at Little Shitou with utter surprise. Wu Dahu paused his steps, but he did not turn around. Without a further hesitation, he walked out directly clenching tight his fists.

As Wu Dahu was out of their sights, Little Shitou commenced bawling suddenly as if someone had robbed his most affectionate toys.

Wu Dahu didn’t choose the carriage but asked for a horse. He asked the direction of the ice mountain and sped up.

The keeper at the stables were rather confused. How come people just kept asking the direction of the ice mountain these two days? Or were they being ignorant and ill-informed？ Was the ice mountain somewhere easy to get to now?

While Wu Dahu was on his way, Song Qinghan had just entered the northern border. The snow layer under his feet was two feet thick, and the horse was very difficult to walk on it, let alone running.

Luckily, there was another town not far away. Song Qinghan finally reached the city gate before the horse fell to the ground.

Probably because they had never seen other femina males showed up here before, the shop owners and pedestrians on the road showed their curiosity when they saw Song Qinghan.

Although Song Qinghan noticed their gazes, he was tired and hungry, so he had no strength to speak at all. After finding a lodge to settle and take a rest, he asked for a full table of dishes. Only when he finished all the dishes could he feel that all his physical strength was regaining gradually and slowly.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, someone outside suddenly shouted, “The people from Flying Eagle Village are approaching! Everybody, get inside your room and hide!”