Chapter 68: Homicidal Inten (1/2)

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Translator: Storm in a Teacup

Upon hearing his master’s words, Ye Chengzhi couldn’t help twitching his face before turning to look at Nanny Liu, who, barely surviving under the treatment of his master, also glared at Bian Wen.

“I respected you as a great doctor, but you definitely can’t say such words. My lady suffered severe injury because she was so kind-hearted...”

“If she were kinder, she would save people’s lives from the hands of Yama.”

An Rushuang tried her best to comfort Nanny Liu with blue veins revealing on her forehead, in case she would wrangle with Bian Wen out of anger. “Nanny, you should go back to have a rest. You just recovered from the disease, and can’t exhaust yourself by looking after me. Silver, send nanny back as soon as possible,” An Rushuang ordered in a hurry.

She did prevent an impending bloody accident.

With Ye Chengzhi’s help, Bian Wen sat on the chair beside the bed before looking up at An Rushuang, who, forcing a smile, intended to get up but failed because of her weakness. “Thank you very much, sir,” she said slowly in bed before nodding to Ye Chengzhi and adding, “Physician Ye.”

“With pleasure,” Ye Chengzhi answered in a hurry.

After taking her pulse, Bian Wen closed his eyes and said after a long pause, “Not bad.”

Staring at him in confusion, An Rushuang, having no idea what he meant, turned to Ye Chengzhi, who also felt bewildered.

Feeling anxious and upset, Zhao Xiaotao, her eyes bloodshot, seized Bian Wen’s robe before asking in urgency, “Physician, is Miss An all right?”

Catching a glimpse of her, Bian Wen mocked, “Of course not all right. With her head struck by the stick, she, though seeming sillier than before, can still live for a long time. If she merely minds her own business, it is easy for her to enjoy longevity.

Speechless at his words, Zhao Xiaotao looked at Bian Wen and then An Rushuang, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad.

Gazing at the funny and annoying old man, An Rushuang said slowly with a smile, “If this kind of thing happens upon another poor girl, I would still lend a hand. To me, it’s not others’ business.”

“Even if you have to sacrifice your own life for the sake of a stranger?”

Bian Wen looked sideways at her.

“Since Xiaotao was injured for me, I must help her in reward. Thanks to her and her mother, I could return home. I never regret what I have done.”

An Rushuang was still smiling. No one could escape from fate and kama.

“Lady...”

Zhao Xiaotao whimpered, wetting her sleeves. Not wanting An Rushuang to see her uncollected appearance, she hurried out of the room.

“What’s wrong with you?” Hong Yu, stepping in with a bowl of hot porridge in her hands, was nearly knocked to the ground. When she collected herself, Zhao Xiaotao had already gone far. Hong Yu turned around and entered the room with a frown.

“Miss An, the porridge with dates and lotus seeds is ready. Since you haven’t taken meal for many days, please have some food now.”

She placed the bowl on the low table at bed, a puff of warm fragrance lingering in the air.

An Rushuang nodded before turning to Bian Wen. “Mr. Bian, hurrying here just now, you must have not taken meals. What about having some food here? Physician Ye, help yourselves to some food.”

“I will fetch bowls and chopsticks, and ask the chief to make some dishes.” Hong Yu echoed in a hurry.

Ye Chengzhi, intending to go to the kitchen to lend a hand, actually saw Bian Wen shaking his head while saying, “No. Since we are not acquaintances, it’s not suitable to eat together.”

Everybody turned silent at once. As short-tempered as Hong Yu was, she at once raised her willow-leaf shaped eyebrows in anger. “Our lady was being polite...”

Learning about her temper already, Ye Chengzhi, his finger still stinging when thinking of the bite last time, covered her mouth with his hand immediately before dragging her out of the door. It was beyond his expectation that Hong Yu would bite him again!