A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 119

Though he tore his painting apart, Song Qinghan could still took a quick glance over the content.

“Excuse me, but Dahu doesn’t have any cloth featuring white!” explained Song Qinghan, plainly.

Song Qinghan didn’t know why he would say something like that in sarcasm after he noticed the figure on the picture was actually Wu Dahu who wore a white gown.

Was it because that Guan Yiyu drew better than him and made him gain a Crisis awareness?

On the other side, Guan Yiyu just thought it was a defiant language from Song Qinghan, so he sneered, saying, “Yes, he might have no white cloth now, but he SHOULD have one in the future. You can play your tricks in the former items, but what about the capacity of producing poems and verses and songs? I would love to see what you really got.”

Suddenly, Song Qinghan kept his silence wisely all at once as he recalled all kinds of poems and verses which he had recited in his primary school and middle school. Well, he would definitely lose the game if they competed against Guan Yiyu with basic skills, BUT, Guan Yiyu would surely pale into insignificance if Song Qinghan was about to “copy” the ancestors’ masterpiece.

Yet, he just wanted to manage a draw instead of defeating Guan Yiyu while showing no willingness to lose too.

“Master, the antidote is ready.”

Just before the new round of the item started, the butler broke in with a wooden box in hand, he said in a low and respectful way.

Song Qinghan’s eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then he rushed over to take the wooden box, and then approached to sniff the brown and small pill.

No one knew what the specific smell of this antidote was, but according to Doctor Shi, the real antidote should bear a subtle fragrance. This was because that the snowlotus mingled every flavor together and gave off its originally unique fragrance.

After detecting the special fragrance the pill gave off, Song Qinghan finally heaved a sigh of relief, but he still couldn’t make a full assurance that this pill was actually a real one for Wu Dahu’s treatment. If he got a chance to get a attempting taste, he would definitely risk himself to take the half first.

Guan Yiyu sneered there as if he had already seen through Song Qinghan’s thought, “What now? You got the antidote in your hand, but you hesitate to feed Childe Wu now? Are you afraid that I will set him up? What a joke! I would never set him up. I like him all by my heart, you should know that.”

Looking at Guan Yiyu’s expression which was full of silently conveyed tenderness, Song Qinghan smiled bitterly, but how Guan Yiyu reacted actually did sober him and convince him about the authenticity of the pill. No one would really trouble his beloved one after all.

Wu Dahu consolingly patted Song Qinghan on the shoulder, picked up the brown pill and put it into his mouth decisively. He didn’t even have to drink the water and swallowed it.

But out of everyone’s expectation, Wu Dahu started twitching violently all of a sudden as if he got a syndrome of epilepsia. The scene totally startled Song Qinghan.

Seeing that Guan Yiyu couldn’t come up with any idea towards the symptom, Song Qinghan took the initiative to get a pot of water over and flipped Wu Dahu still he was facing down, while placing Wu Dahu’s belly on his knee and slowly pressing.

Wu Dahu started to vomit after the strong yet mild stimulation, and foamed at the mouth. What’s worse, he didn’t eat anything last night, but instead got a strenuous exercise. Now he could vomit nothing but several strings of bile.

Guan Yiyu was also anxious either as he grabbed the butler’s collar, shouting, “What’s going on? Did you make this medicine wrong?”

The butler was rather anxious too as he was grabbed by the collar, he didn’t dare to wipe the sweat off on his forehead, he answered nervously, “No, I did not, for sure! I made it step by step in accordance to the orders from Doctor Shi.”

“SO EXPLAIN EVERYTHING!”

Guan Yiyu pointed at Wu Dahu and roared.

The butler stammered while looking at Wu Dahu tentatively, “Probably, probably it is the normal reaction after taking the pills?”

Song Qinghan didn’t even raise his head to look at the two at all. As he found that Wu Dahu still did not spit out the pill from his mouth, he came to know that the pill must have melted already in Wu Dahu’s stomach, and then he supported Wu Dahu up, frowning and asking to the servant, “Where’s the guest room?”

The servant glanced at Guan Yiyu and saw him waving his hand. He quickly led the way and led Song Qinghan to the guest room they had prepared.

Song Qinghan put Wu Dahu on the bed and pondered for a moment. He said to Guan Yiyu who followed, “Ask someone to get to my house and get half bowl of milk here. Just tell Hualian, and he knows what to do.”

Guan Yiyu waved his hand to the butler, and then he butler rushed away in a brisk trot.

“It’s impossible for Doctor Shi to come here now since it’s kind of a secretive matter, but the domestic doctor has already waited outside.”

It was the first time Song Qinghan heard the normal words from Guan Yiyu, so Song Qinghan nodded, answering, “Let him in.”

After the doctor came in, he carefully took Wu Dahu’s pulse and flipped his Wu Dahu’s eyelids, and then said respectfully, “Nothing serious to this childe, he will be fine after a while of rest.”

Guan Yiyu stretched his finger pointing at Wu Dahu who was still twitching, and then glared at the doctor, “What do you mean ‘Nothing serious’? Show me how the ‘Nothing serious’ meant to you!”

The respectful smile on the doctor’s face frozen suddenly as he was glared at like that, he lowered his head and glanced left and right nervously. To break the embarrassment, it was Song Qinghan who broke in, saying, “His heart rate is still in a normal status, let’s take some more observations.”

The doctor heaved a sigh of relief, and then tentatively he raised his head to glance at Guan Yiyu. As he saw that Guan Yiyu was silent as a freak, he slipped away meticulously.

Seeing Song Qinghan massaging Wu Dahu’s body with a sullen yet calm expression, Guan Yiyu was a little depressed. He stomped to his feet and then left without saying anything.

Well, it would just be in a vain effort to be anxious like that since Wu Dahu still did not belong to him.

After the silence fell to the room, Wu Dahu was calming down gradually while his breath was becoming more steady. Song Qinghan approached and flipped his eyelids, and, to his surprise, Wu Dahu was regaining his own consciousness after a while of twitching.

It seemed like it was just a normal reaction from the drug and toxin.

Even though there was no exquisite instrument to analyze the activity of the toxin , it could be seen from this point that this poison was definitely not a mild substance. It seemed like he had to take this snowlotus even if he didn’t want it!

On the other hand, he felt unreconciled either. He would never want to deliver Wu Dahu’s hand over to the others so easily.

However, the snowlotus was surely a must-have for them to cure the disease, otherwise it wouldn’t be that easy till the poison permeated into the bones.

He stood up and wandered around in the room anxiously. And in the end he approached to the desk suddenly as if something occurred to him all of a sudden, he picked the writing brush and finished a brief note on the paper. And then he tucked the paper into Wu Dahu’s cloth gently after the ink was totally dried.

Though Guan Yiyu went out because he was getting in a rage, he was just wandering around in the garden. So when Song Qinghan walked out from the room, he rushed over hurriedly and asked, “How is Childe Wu now?”

Song Qinghan answered expressionlessly, “Nothing seems to be serious, the snowlotus, I will repay you two when I come back, alright?”

Hearing that, Guan Yiyu didn’t have any reaction at all until he regain his attention attracted by the word “TWO”. Surprised, he asked, “Are you heading to the ice mountain for the snowlotus?”

Without waiting for Song Qinghan to speak, he started laughing. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said lightly, “THAT is just a flight of fancy, give it up! If the ice mountain is that kind of easy to climb, the snowlotus won’t be that rare and expensive. How about this, I won’t compete with you anymore as long as you give up the marriage and admit yourself as a concubine to Wu Dahu and I will be the wedded one. Well, since he will get more concubines in the future, it’s nothing threatening to count you in. BUT, as for the child, he has to be mine…”

“Tsk,” Song Qinghan sounded and shook his head, and then answered calmly, “YOU ARE speaking of a flight of fancy yourself. No one is able to rob Dahu and Little Shitou from me. I will never ever give them up by my side. NEVER! What you need to do is to agree with me to keep making Dahu more antidote”

Guan Yiyu sneered, put down his handkerchief, raised his chin slightly and said disdainfully, “What if I don’t agree?”

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and said slowly, “In comparison to this, you should think about how to let Dahu take YOUR antidote from your hand. He would rather choose to die than to be threatened by you. In addition, he will hate you so much from toe to head. Right?”

Seeing that his expression was a little shaken, Song Qinghan continued in a flat tone, “So that’s what I mean, you MUST and HAVE TO keep offering the antidotes for Dahu. Probably I will die midway on the way to the ice mountain if I fail to complete the mission. And at that time, it might be a good chance for you to win Dahu’s affection as his poison is cleared out and regain his health while he gets depression from my death. And if I make it to come back with the snowlotus, you won’t get any loss at all but instead you gain one more snowlotus. You should know how precious the snowlotus is. Even though it might be useless for you right now, no one can predict that it will always be useless forever.”

He had already exposed and explained the pros and cons very clear, as if he was demonstrating that: If Guan Yiyu refused to take the deal, he would be the stupidest fool in the world.

“Alright then! I will take the deal, and Dahu will stay here with me these days.”

Song Qinghan answered coldly, “It will be your excellency if you can convince him.”

Then, he turned around and left the mansion. Outside the mansion the darkness had already overwhelmed everything without even a living light.

Guan Yiyu stood still there and thought about about everything Song Qinghan mentioned. Although he knew that he had taken advantage of it, he still felt like he was being cheated. It seemed that he had been led away by Song Qinghan from the very beginning?

Song Qinghan no longer needed to consider his worry because everything was just doomed to happen now. No matter how Guan Yiyu would make a fuss, it was impossible for him to make any more troubles.

After returning to the town, he rented an empty carriage without cart driver, asked the direction of the ice mountain and left the town overnight.

The reason why it was an empty carriage was naturally because every cart driver was startled after they were informed that the destination was the ice mountain. They would definitely not rent out their carriage if Song Qinghan didn’t get enough coins for the whole carriage.

Song Qinghan did not stop for the entire night while the horses ran northwards without even stopping. When he arrived at the first city, he dismounted and bought fur coat and dried food in fighting against the cold. After confirming the direction of the ice mountain with others, he continued on his journey.

On the other side, Wu Dahu, who had slept for a whole night, finally opened his eyes. Staring at the strange ceiling, he frowned tight. And when he touched the cold bed, he made a flip and get off the bed as he became tense suddenly in his mind.

“Oh, Childe Wu, you’re awake! Come and have breakfast! ”

Guan Yiyu rose from the stool excitedly as he saw Wu Dahu was putting on his shoes, with happiness flowing out from his smiling face.