A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 109

Noticing that Doctor Shi was in a dilemma right at the moment, Wu Dahu no longer bother to ask further but said, “Doctor Shi, thank you so much for your time, please save Han in any possible ways when you back in Huichun Shop.”

Getting a bow and respect from Wu Dahu, Doctor Shi could feel nothing better but more guilty, and then he shook his head, saying, “Sorry for my little talent and less learning and for the fact that I failed to make a clear diagnosis. If you get another doctor who gets a way profounder knowledge in medical skills, probably he can figure out what’s haunting him. But please don’t worry, I will surely try my best and check it on every relevant books to see some related symptoms.”

After that, he made a bow with hands folded in front to Wu Dahu, and then left directly.

Yuan Wenxuan accompanied with Doctor Shi to the gate of the house, he pondered for a while but still plucked up all his courage, asking, “Doctor Shi, my Master isn’t quite well recently, so I don’t think I can make it to come to Huichun Shop this time. I will come again if my Master is getting better, and, if you still need one to help you out.”

Doctor Shi looked at Yuan Wenxuan with an emotional combination of gratification and sympathy, and then he nodded, saying, “Good boy, take good care of your master. And REMEMBER! Be obedient to him. Anger hurts liver, hyper excitement hurts heart, sadness hurts lung, worry hurts spleen and fear hurts kidney. KEEP IT IN MIND!”

Yuan Wenxuan nodded with a heavy expression. And just at the moment he turned around and was about to shut the door, he caught a glimpse of Hualian who was watering the flowers. He took a sudden pause on his feet, and then hid himself to the other side subconsciously, fixing his eyes on the suspicious man and peering.

Silence accompanied with Hualian as usual, he just quietly did his own stuff there without words. But it could still be seen that his hands were slightly trembling as if he was hiding something evil and trying his best to calm down.

After finished watering the flowers, he loosened his shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief heavily, and then he turned and headed to the kitchen hurriedly.

Yuan Wenxuan stood still pondering for a while, and then he walked to the spot where the flowers grew while gazing at the kitchen.

He was utterly shocked when he took a look at the flowers. But the next moment he noticed Hualian came out from the kitchen, so he pretended to be like he was just wandering around and then sneaked back in his room.

Hualian took a pause there, he stared at the back of Yuan Wenxuan who was running away as his eyes filled with coldness all of a sudden.

After dinner, Yuan Wenxuan intended to find a chance to tell Wu Dahu about what he had just seen. But, out of his expectation, he felt drowsy and dizzy all of a sudden at the moment he stood up, how he felt now was just like he was rather weak as if he was drunk.

Wu Dahu didn’t notice the strange look on Yuan Wenxuan as he paid all his attention on Song Qinghan. So he didn’t see that Hualian supported Yuan Wenxuan with his one hand leaving the room.

When Song Qinghan was informed that he probably would die at any time, he did not sob or cry any more but stayed calm just like a puppet without any emotions, doing his own stuff mechanically.

Well, he didn’t own this life at all living in this world as an identity of “Song Qinghan”, he knew that the original Song Qinghan and him who belonged to the 21th century were all dead. It was an utter coincident to enjoy the last beautiful bit of the world in this way. So since the FATE was going to deprive him of the happiness, he would choose to accept it without any complaints. He just felt so much sorry to Wu Dahu and Little Shitou, he didn’t want to be a real bad ass to suffer Wu Dahu and bring him another broken family!

It hurt when Wu Dahu came over to grab Song Qinghan’s hands as he found that Song Qinghan’s expression was full of numbness, and then he said with sorrow, “Let’s go and find another doctor. Doctor Shi isn’t the most famous one here, let’s go find the other. Yes, Doctor Luo! We’ll get Doctor Luo.”

Song Qinghan’s eyelids shivered a bit when he heard the name of “Doctor Luo”, it seemed that something occurred to him in his mind all of a sudden which urged him so much to go back to the previous town he had lived. So he just nodded to Wu Dahu, and let Wu Dahu drag him outward while asking Hualian to take good care of Yuan Wenxuan, and then rent a carriage to rush back.

On the way back to the town, the two of them didn’t get times to rest at all but just hurried to head to the town at the fastest speed. And finally they reached it.

Fortunately, Doctor Luo happened to get several patients in the Huichun Shop today, so he was still on his duty. When he saw Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan appeared, he got rather surprised. But he approached to grab Song Qinghan’s hand and commenced taking a pulse before they said something.

He intended to casually check their health situations for a caring intention. But as he took the pulse of Song Qinghan, he got his expression more serious, and at the end he patted on the table with wrath, saying angrily, “Tell me WHO? WHO IS THE EVIL GOT YOU POISONED?”

Both Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu were stunned suddenly, they stared at each other in the eyes with astonishment as if they didn’t expect that this wasn’t a disease but poisoned symptoms!

The former calmness seemed to have vanished on Wu Dahu’s face, but anxiety emerged gradually, and then he hurried to say, “Doctor Luo, what is that poison? Do you have any antidote to such a poison? PLEASE, PLEASE save Han! I am all willingness to toil like beasts of burden for you!”

Doctor made a gesture motioning Wu Dahu to stop talking, he pondered for a moment, and then wrote down a stream of names of medicine, and he called the servant, ordering seriously, “Go and get all these herbs, decoct them and get me the soup here! RIGHT NOW!”

The servant knew the seriousness of the matter from Doctor Luo’s tone, so he quickly responded and walked towards the medicine cabinet.

After the servant left, Doctor Luo explained to the two in a low voice, “This is a medicine which had long been banned in the Palace. It reminds me of the passing days when I was still an assigned doctor in the Palace, I still remember the day that several imperial concubines got pale faces at the same time within one day and they vanished one by one after that. In the beginning we just thought it was just an acute disease. It was not until a western doctor from a western region recognized the poison did we notice the seriousness of the whole matter, and then we cooperated to develop an antidote to it and reported to the Emperor,”

“It indeed incurred the wrath of the Emperor, you might know the seriousness of it. So the Emperor gave the order to investigate the whole matter, and in the end, bunch of engaged people were cleared out and killed… Well, from then on, such a medicine disappeared within the Palace. But to my surprise, it appeared again today and I never expect that it was you who got the poison!”

An utter shocked appeared on Song Qinghan’s face, he frowned and then asked, “So it’s the main reason to make me so sentimental recently?”

Dr. Luo nodded heavily and answered regretfully, “The reason why we domestic doctors didn’t think that it was a symptoms of any poison was that people who got the poison acted normally as a healthy person expect the pulse. So all of them just ignored such a symptom.”

Wu Dahu pursed his lips and gushed with his eyes full of anger, “WHO DID THAT? Was it Zhai Su? I can’t figure out the others who would do that evil thing to you.”

Song Qinghan didn’t answer because he couldn’t figure out the second person either. In addition, such a poison seemed not that easy to get, Zhai Su should be the only one who got such a power.

“But…HOW? How did he do that? By the way, Doctor Luo, people have to take it as an intake to get poison or?”

Knowing that they got a suspect in their minds, Doctor Luo answered cooperatively, “Yes, people have to take it as an intake for days to get poison. And the victim will die immediately if he takes all in one time. And if the other party gives it up getting the victim poison in time, it will post no threats to the victim too.”

Doctor Luo had just made things rather clearer. And then Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu looked at each other in the eyes again, saying in a same voice, “Hualian?!”

Song Qinghan suddenly thought of something. He grabbed the corner of Wu Dahu’s shirt and cried out, “Wenxuan! Wenxuan is with Hualian now! Alone!”

Wu Dahu got tense all of a sudden, he stared at Song Qinghan who was getting his eyes wide open with frights and concerns, and then comforted while grabbing Song Qinghan’s hand, saying in a low voice, “It’s no use for Zhai Su to get Wenxuan. Calm down, let’s resort to cure yourself first.”

But how could Song Qinghan calm down so easily? It would be nothing strange for Zhai Su to do anything bad to Yuan Wenxuan since this old man was rather vicious to get him poisoned! So Song Qinghan pushed Wu Dahu’s hands away, saying with wrath, “GO AWAY! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS TO WENXUAN.”

Wu Dahu’s heart hurt as his eyes were full of sorrow, he knew he was the culprit who brought such a trouble to Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan. If he weren’t Zhai Su’s son, probably something like that would have never happened. But yet… No one was able to change his fate by his will. Everything was doomed to happen.

Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to stand up and head outward, Wu Dahu clenched his fists tightly and pressed on Song Qinghan’s shoulders fixing him on the wooden stool, he roared in low voice, “I will get back now to help Wenxuan. You just stay here and get yourself treated. Wait for me!”

Without waiting for Song Qinghan to answer, he nodded Doctor Luo and said in a low voice, “Doctor, please take care of him.”

After that, he turned around and went outward to untie the horse, and hurriedly headed back to the provincial capital by riding.

Doctor Luo saw Song Qinghan was zoning out staring at the gate where Wu Dahu just left, he reached out to carry Little Shitou over, and then he consoled, “Don’t worry about that. They will be all fine. You just stay here and get yourself a good treatment.”

Song Qinghan was silent for a long while and then he nodded. Coincidentally, the servant handed over the medicine that had just been finished. Song Qinghan ignored the heat of the soup and raised his neck, drank it all without hesitation. And then he answered with a hoarse voice, “Yes, it will be all fine, it will be all fine… I will get myself treated well.”

He couldn’t tell if his current emotions were what he wanted to express, or if it was drugs that made him. Although he was rather regretful to vent his anger on Wu Dahu and probably hurt him, he now had nothing to do but just force himself to exclude all the emotions.

The riding speed was much faster than the carriage. When Wu Dahu arrived at the provincial capital, the day just broke as the sun was rising.

He felt numb on his legs, but he pushed open the gate and rushed into the house as if he didn’t feel the numbness.

When Hualian heard the sound, he tried to get off the bed but was clamped and fixed by a big palm on his neck.

Wu Dahu’s eyes were full of redness, exhaustion and wrath just kept him out of his reason, he gritted his teeth, asking fiercely, “WHERE IS WENXUAN? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?”

The throat was seized tightly by the huge palm which delivered a muffled suffocation to Hualian. He was becoming smaller and smaller by Wu Dahu’s force as if someone was squeezing the air out of his lungs, making him be like a fish out of water. Any struggles now seemed to be useless for him.

Wu Dahu regained a bit his reason as he didn’t get the response from the servant, he glared at Hualian who got blue in the face and he loosened his hand suddenly, threw the femina man on the ground, saying in coldness, “I ASK YOU ONE MORE TIME, WHERE DID YOU HIDE WENXUAN?”

Hualian retched and coughed there sitting on the ground while tears and saliva mingled and dripped from his eyes and mouth in the air. He now was all in a fluster just like a homeless dog.

“He, he’s fine, I promise.”

Although the voice of Hualian was hoarse and low, Wu Dahu heard it clearly. He was irritated as the fire of anger ignited in his mind, and then he punched on the table with wrath, roared fiercely, “TAKE HIM OUT TO ME! OR YOU’RE GOING TO DIE NOW!”

The table cracked as an ear-splitting sound burst, Hualian shivered and trembled there flinching while pinching his own clothes with both of his hands, saying in a rather low voice, “I had promised to Young Mistress, I won’t lie. nothing bad happened…”