A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 195

The mixed-race man seemed to be a bit shocked there, yet he didn’t say anything as response but nodded quietly instead, showing that he was clearly informed.

The night in peace finally passed. The next morning after the sun rose, Wu Dahu led Song QInghan and Hualian together to head to the Grand Coordinator’s Mansion. He got the servant informed about their intention coming over.

Not long after the servant went inside the mansion, Zhuxiu came out instead, and saluted to Wu Dahu bowing, and then said with a smile, “The Grand Coordinator is still having his breakfast in the central dinning room, would you love to join the breakfast time with him, or take a rest in the side guest room, Lord Wu?”

Wu Dahu responded in a low voice, “No need to bother the Lord as he is having his breakfast now, we will wait for him in the side guest room.”

In fact, even if the Grand Coordinator did not ask the subordinates to explain, and asked them to bring these three to the side room directly, it would be quite normal. Yet since his mansion butler did explain it, that made the three feel much comfy in mind.

However, what was beyond their expectations was that the Grand Coordinator who had been acting diligently would get up so late in the morning.

The Grand Coordinator did not disappoint them to wait so long. He finally showed up from the other side of the side room.

Just as Song Qinghan was about to greet him by saying something respectful, an abrupt coughing noise sounded from the Grand Coordinator, violent and dismal.

Song Qinghan raised his head out of his curiosity. To his surprise, what he saw wasn’t someone who was rather spiritual with heroic temperament. But instead, the current figure of the Grand Coordinator was no more than a pitiful-looking man who wore a plainly thick cloth, his face was waxy-yellow like dead leaf fallen on the ground. If Song Qinghan did not know he was the Grand Coordinator in advance, probably he would think that this man was a beggar on the street.

No wonder he got up so late. It could be seen that the illness had given him a head-on blow making him suffer a lot, which meant that getting up too early for him would be a threat to his life if he wasn’t able to get a good rest.

The Grand Coordinator waved his hand toward Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan after the coughing noise finally ceased. He motioned them to have a seat, and then got to the point directly.

“What’s your opinions about the affair of Lu Sen?”

Noticing that the Grand Coordinator was quite straightforward, Wu Dahu came to answer as a response, “We think that he was framed by someone else, and the one who came up with such a scheme was the same guy involving in the mixed-race man event several years ago ”

Even though it was the first time for the Grand Coordinator to hear the word ‘mixed-race’, he did not bother to think further about its meaning while he remained an expression of calmness on the face. Without any mood swings, he used the word directly to substitute the one he used to say.

“Tell me how you drew such a conclusion? You were not here when the mixed-race man was burnt to death.”

“Or, should it be that… You have contacted with the culprit before?” the Grand Coordinator caressed his thumb gently and said.

Wu Dahu was silent for a moment, as if to size up what he was able to say.

It seemed to be quite a difficult task for him to expose the evilness of Muhammad while hiding away the fact of the other mixed-race man and the triplets at home.

“So what do you think about the culprit’s intention for doing so?” the Grand Coordinator spoke again while Wu Dahu was sinking into a mire of considerations.

In fact, they already got an answer yesterday to respond such a question, so Wu Dahu was able to give a prompt reaction.

“Lord, I think the reason why he would do so was to get my family eradicated in this world via your hands.”

The coughing sound burst again from the Grand Coordinator, and it seemed that it was more violent than the previous one this time, rendering him bending in pain.

Zhuxiu seemed to have long waited outside the room, he came in suddenly and paid his respect to Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan, and then paced quickly to the Grand Coordinator with a bowl of rock sugar and pear stew. From his action, it could be seen that he intended to feed the Grand Coordinator with that soup.

However, the Grand Coordinator seemed to possess a tough trait as well. He roared abruptly in a low voice, not even taking a glance at the bowl, “Take it out, don’t you see that I am negotiating with Lord Wu for something important?”

Even though his voice was not high at all, his tone was deterrent, as if the temperament he was now giving off was giant enough.

Nothing but resignation was put on on Zhuxiu’s face. Taking a glance helplessly at Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan, he left the room again with the bowl of sugar soup.

Wu Dahu figured out the meaning which was delivered from the butler’s eyes and he didn’t intend to drag it long, so he got it to the point without hesitation, “Lord, the intention we come here today is to check out Lu Sen’s situation. Probably we will lend a hand in this case if we are able to get some further information from him.”

Slowly, the coughing sound came to cease once again. The Grand Coordinator moved his palm from his chest, and answered slowly, “I will take you there, but I will stand aside and get to know all the information you are about to talk.”

Wu Dahu nodded and stood up. But Song Qinghan rosed abruptly before Wu Dahu reacted, and then he uttered without expressional changes, “How long have you been coughing, Lord? Have you ever seen a doctor?”

Such a question seemed to have been asked by so many people, so the Grand Coordinator just responded in numbness showing on face, “Nothing, just a stubborn and ancient chronic disease. It’s no difference to see a doctor or not.”

Song Qinghan looked at his throat thoughtfully. After a moment of pondering, he still chose to shut his mouth tight and say nothing.

Led by the Grand Coordinator, the three passed through a complicated-structure cloister, and finally reached a storage room for storing firewood.

Lu Sen was laying right in the center within the room. His face revealed a disbelief when he noticed the appearance from the three.

Noticing that no any scars could be found on Lu Sen’s body, Song Qinghan found himself trusted more over the moral manner of the Grand Coordinator. He then spoke to Lu Sen suddenly, “Did you come here alone, all by yourself?”

Lu Sen shook his head violently, and then answered in a wronged tone, “I, I don’t know what happened at all… I was just walking on the road and suddenly darkness overwhelmed my sight. At the time when I woke up again, I found myself lying in a place I never been to. It was totally out of my surprise that I am currently within the Grand Coordinator’s Mansion…”

The patron seemed to have come to know what happened in its ensuing course, he took the initiative to explain to Song QInghan, “And then, it was Zhuxiu found that there was a suspicious guy pacing around in the garden. That’s why he was caught up and locked within the storage room here.”

“Later, a fierce quarrel burst out between them. And in the middle when they messed things up, something dropped off from his side pocket. Zhuxiu was quite shocked after he saw the gadget, and ordered the servants to keep eyes on Lu Sen, and then he got me here.”

Song Qinghan exchanged glance with Wu Dahu, and then uttered, “Do you mind… letting us have a look at the gadget you mentioned?”

The Grand Coordinator put his hand in the air motioning to Zhuxiu, “Take that gadget out.”

Zhu Xiu fiddled on his cloth, and then took out a jade-like gadget and handed it over to Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan was stunned. Staring at the perfectly white gadget which seemed to shine with fluorescent luminescence, he asked confusedly, “What is this?”

Seeing that the Grand Coordinator made his palm into fist and placed it around his mouth, Zhuxiu hurried to answer, “This is a gadget equal to a token of trust for the barbarians to show their identities. He who brings this gadget with him will be accepted by the barbarians without being excluded even he doesn’t look like a barbarian.”

Song Qinghan rubbed the jade-like gadget in his hand thoughtfully, and then uttered slowly, “Then does it mean that it is hard to trace the owner of it? If someone really intended to frame him with such a crime, it only requires to put it into his pocket.”

After coughing, the Grand Coordinator came to answer in a low voice, “Even so, the ones who are able to use this kind of gadget to frame someone else are rather rare in this world. Are you able to contact him?”

Song Qinghan shook his head subconsciously and realized that something was wrong after he did so. He raised his head trying to explain, “Sorry? Lord, I wonder whom you were talking about? I didn’t hear that clear.”

However, it was obvious that the Grand Coordinator was no longer going to be cooperative to Song Qinghan. He just responded softly, “It doesn’t mean that you can’t contact him in the future if you aren’t able to contact him currently. Since he was targeting at you guys, that supposed to mean that you’re quite important for him with benefits to gain. He will show up once again if the result isn’t what he thought in the original plan.”