A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 179

After they all reached an agreement, Song Qinghan didn’t rush to inform Mu Qingfeng about the detailed tube manipulation. Instead he wanted Mu Qingfeng to finish his own affairs first, and it was not until the next circulation started did he commenced demonstrating every step.

It was not painful to simply insert the tube, so Mu Qingfeng did not take the poppy powder anymore. Moreover, the slight pain was good for making him sober in the head, and at the same time it was good for him to keep every single movement of Song Qinghan in mind.

When Song Qinghan finished all his actions, he basically remembered all of them.

Noticing that Mu Qingfeng didn’t inquire of any questions, Song Qinghan didn’t judge on him that probably Mu Qingfeng was an arrogant person. Because he definitely knew that these people here in this ancient time was quite queer. That wouldn’t be strange to know that Mu Qingfeng could remember everything at a glance if Yuan Wenxuan had the same capability.

However, he did not leave immediately after the teaching. Instead, he asked Mu Qingfeng to continue finishing his own affairs. When the next circulation started, he witnessed by his own eyes that Mu Qingfeng was able to process everything by his own. Not until he found that nothing should be worried about did he commence packing up everything and intend to bid farewell to Mu Qingfeng.

To be honest, getting a physical relief couldn’t be a solid proof to ensure that Mu Qingfeng was allowed to live three more years through such a method from Song Qinghan. Yet Mu Qingfeng now gave a full credence to Song Qinghan from the deepest part of his heart for no reasons at all. So when Song Qinghan mentioned that he was about to leave, Mu Qingfeng didn’t say anything to retort, but permitted without hesitation. Furthermore, he ordered Old Xuan to arrange the affairs of those triplets going home with Song Qinghan.

But just as Song Qinghan was about to leave the place, Mu Qingfeng opened his mouth again, “Well, out of kind notification, I should inform you that those triplets might not be a blessing for you to keep them with you. Yet since they were all auctioned and sold out, nothing can be withdrawn right now. And it won’t be our responsibility to help you out anything about that from the day on. So what I can only do now is to remind you of something like that. Take care.”

Song Qinghan was stunned but he still nodded. His mind once again went wild as he stared at the scene Old Xuan urged the triplets to get into the carriage.

Was it impossible that what the triplets were worried about was indeed the warnings from Mu Qingfeng?

Well, he didn’t even have the ability to protect himself, let alone to protect the triplets. Furthermore, the appearances of those triplets were totally a far cry with the ones of the folks, which probably would be recognized at once when they were on the street. At that time even they intended to escape, it would be so hard for them to get out of the area within the Yueban City.

Fortunately, the outsiders probably wouldn’t have a chance to figure out the exact location of the triplets thanks to the matter of treating Mu Qingfeng as a buffer. As long as they were able to go back home covering up, it would be hard for the outsiders to detect anything wrong.

With that thought, Song Qinghan took Yuan Wenxuan into the carriage and gestured to the triplets mentioning them to be quiet. Noticing that their eyes were full of nervousness and uneasiness, he calmly uttered, “You weren’t even afraid of death at all previously, what are you afraid of now?”

In fact, ever since Song Qinghan visited them, the triplets had never tried to commit suicide anymore. Now that they heard Song Qinghan’s words, they suddenly remembered the pain when they committed suicide. And they got their nerves strained all of a sudden, yet the expressions on their faces relaxed at once.

Speaking of the nervousness, Song Qinghan should be the one among them. He just finished handling the last matter, and now the bigger trouble was waiting for him ahead. Augh, why was it so hard for him to secure his head without being beheaded?

Recalling the fact that there was still a mixed-race man standing by in his house, Song Qinghan was totally bothered. He now had to close his eyes, clearing out all the messy thoughts and commencing meditating.

Slowly, the carriage was moving forward, and not long it paused and finally arrived at Song Qinghan’s house.

Song Qinghan opened his eyes suddenly and jumped down from the carriage, and then reached out to open the gate, led the carriage into the yard. And meticulously, he looked around to check out whether there was someone else outside the door. After confirming that no one was nearby, he ordered the triplets to get off, and then got the carriage outside the house.

This series of movements seemed to be quite complicated, yet it turned out to be nothing strength-consuming. In a blink of an eye, Song Qinghan agilely finished all of them. And the triplets had already stood at the center of the yard when they finally regained their senses. Being bewildered, they started sizing up and down all around.

Even though the yard within Song Qinghan’s house was rather spacious, it still paled into insignificance when comparing to the one of those nobles. In addition, they had observed for a long while but still failed to find any well-trained servants within the house. With that observation, they probably had guessed something, and the next moment disappointment totally overwhelmed three of them.

It still had to admit, even though it was quite cruel but matter-of-fact, that only if Song Qinghan got a stronger power could they be protected and survived peacefully. As for the decision about whether they would go back or not, that would be the second consideration.

The expressions on their faces were so obvious. Even if Song Qinghan wanted to pretend that he didn’t see it, it was still hard to deny but he didn’t bother to say anything. He knew that it would totally be useless any way. Instead of talking more nonsenses, he ordered Hualian to lead the triplets to pick an empty room and settle down. And then he turned back to his own room, washed out all his exhaustion and went into bed for a nice sleep.

Even though he was allowed to take a nap when he was at the his territory, it was still hard to fall asleep for him when he was lying in an unfamiliar bed. Furthermore, being in such a highly tense situation while wanting to get a good nap was totally a fantasy.

It was a good sleep for him that when he woke up again, the night had already fallen. Meantime Wu Dahu was sitting aside staring at Song Qinghan thoughtfully and indulgently.

Song Qinghan would completely believe if it had to say that Wu Dahu was staring at him in such a way because he missed him so much. Yet facing such an expression on Wu Dahu’s face, he still figured out something might be wrong, so he asked directly, “Something bothering you?”

“Yes.” Wu Dahu paused and sounded as he noticed that Song Qinghan had already waken up and stared him back with his pair of big eyes.

But after the short answer of ‘yes’, he said nothing further as if something stuck in his throat all of a sudden.

With heart beating faster, Song Qinghan came to realize that what Wu Dahu meant probably wasn’t something good. But no matter how hard he tried to think of all possibilities which could cause the long face of Wu Dahu, he failed at any attempt. The next moment he asked tentatively, “Something wrong with the Imperial Guards? Or something happened by Hening’s side?”

Wu Dahu didn’t want Song Qinghan to be increasingly nervous with wilder thoughts and guesses, so he responded directly, “I’m picked to the front line.”

As soon as Song Qinghan was informed about the news, his lips closed tight suddenly and pursed into a sealed line. He nervously fixed his gaze on his own fingers, with his eyes filled with unknown emotions.

No matter what Song Qinghan was about to answer, Wu Dahu would definitely feel sorry for that. But Song Qinghan’s being silent made Wu Dahu more anxious. Well, it was not Wu Dahu’s fault at all anyway, he was always not a type of eloquent person while not knowing how to comfort Song Qinghan right at this moment, he dithered for a while and finally uttered, “Don’t worry, I am not that easy to die.”

Song Qinghan looked at him speechlessly and said angrily, “This is the first time I’ve seen someone who talks about himself in that way. Being strong and not easy to die is a bless already? What if you got your hands or legs broken? Wait, what am I talking about, see, you misled me.”

Looking at Song Qinghan who was murmuring adorably, Wu Dahu crooked his lips, and then answered slowly, “Not sure whether those barbarians got themselves crazy or not, they set off another fire and war not long after they occupied a city, and that sneak attack had caused a huge loss by our side. The front line requires reinforcement right now, and I think it’s time for me to realize my value.”

Even though Song Qinghan was able to accept such an explanation, he still felt a bit reluctant to such a decision, and then he couldn’t help but ask, “Can I go there too? By the way, I was sent by the Imperial Hospital to save people from the front line. I think I can go there too!”

Seeing that Song Qinghan’s eyes were glowing with fire when he said so, Wu Dahu burst out laughing and reached out to rub Song Qinghan’s head with hand gently. And then he answered softly, “The Imperial Hospital isn’t a fool one, and they know what should be taken as a priority and decide who should stay. The lame doctors will be responsible for the front line mission, and those who get serious injuries will be sent back here to be treated by you. You should stay here and don’t make me worry, alright?”