C437 (1/2)

An Ran, Master actually likes your mischievous look. It's a lot more cute than the obedient little decedent at Prince Zhenguo's palace, but you won't be a good doctor like this. Wen Yi said softly.

If she was only An Ran's foster mother, she wanted to see An Ran in such a fresh and lively state. After all, he was the one who wanted to learn medicine.

Before, the reason Wen Yi was alert was because she had never taught An Ran the knowledge of poisons. Poison could not be separated, but An Ran was still young, and her heart was weak.

However, An Ran seemed to be able to use both the Nanxing and the Tian Ji Pills without any help. If one wasn't an experienced doctor, one might not even be able to notice the difference.

”Then when are you going to make a poison that will take a person's life? Looking at how well you know the way you're doing, you couldn't have already made it, you just didn't tell your master, right?” Wen Yi asked softly, each word punishing the heart.

An Ran kneeled on the ground and did not dare look at Wen Yi, because Wen Yi's words had hit on his heart. He really did like poisons, and in the days that Wen Yi was not around, he even felt that studying poisons was more interesting than medical skills. He lost herself in it uncontrollably, he liked the feeling of others' lives and their pain and joy being in her hands.

However, when he was facing Wen Yi, he felt that what he was thinking was not right. As for what was wrong, he was not clear.

Seeing An Ran did not say a word, Wen Yi understood that her prediction was correct.

”An Ran, what are you studying medicine for?” Wen Yi asked softly, as if she did not care about what An Ran had done.

”Hanging Gorge is helping the world. I want to save him. Many people don't deserve to die, but they are all dead.” An Ran's voice was very soft and he still did not dare to raise his head, but Wen Yi understood that he was not lying.

”Then why did you make the poison?” Wen Yi slowly asked with a gentle tone.

”I just want those who bullied me to be punished. I don't want those around me to be bullied.”

”Then who do you think bullied the people around you?” Wen Yi's tone was still gentle, but her heart was already filled with worry. An Ran was supposed to be a decedent who lived like a prince, how could anyone harm him, making him want to use poison to take revenge.

”Chen Yuanqing, Zhang Xianhui, and the Noble Consort Ru s of the imperial harem, all of them deserve to die.” An Ran finally raised her head, the intense hatred in her eyes unable to be hidden any longer.

Wen Yi's face was filled with worry. She looked at An Ran in a daze, restrained her trembling voice, and asked softly: ”Why? ”They don't have much to do with you, you …”

He should not be very familiar with others, especially the ones from the palace, such as Ke Er and the Imperial Concubine Liang. In order to curry favor with the Prince Zhenguo, they had even tried to curry favor with An Ran. How could they allow An Ran to become so angry?

”Master, godmother, An Ran has grown up. An Ran understands medicine and wants to protect you. She doesn't want anyone to bully you again.”

An Ran's words almost made Wen Yi shed tears. Even if the method he chose was wrong, to be able to hear the words coming from his heart, Wen Yi felt that all the effort she had put in before was worth it.

She had never asked for anything in return, but she didn't expect An Ran to give her such a big surprise.