Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

After hearing Wen Yan's words, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from anything else, the Yue family and their Zhongjing Hall were very good friends. As long as they spoke up, there would be no problem.

Shui Jinglue asked again: "Madam Wen, can you tell us how many medicinal herbs are left?"

Wen Yan thought for a moment and nodded: "Two ginsengs and two ganoderma lucidums."

"In that case, I will go to the Yue family with you later. I hope the Yue family can bear the pain and give me one of each ginseng and ganoderma lucidum." Shui Jinglue paused and discussed, "Madam Wen, do you think this is feasible?"

Wen Yan nodded.

Just as she was about to leave, Wan Xuan's eyes were fixed on the crowd not far away, as if they were participating in some kind of competition.

She grabbed Wen Yan's hand and said excitedly, "Mom, it's so lively over there, can I stay here and play?"

Wen Yan looked at Shui Jinglüe, who was just asking for it.

"Mr. Jiang, please look after the child."

Jiang Shan endured it again and again, but finally agreed. It was a waste of his talent to let a great doctor look after the child.

However, he is also very interested in the competition there and he could go and participate for fun.

Wen Yan and Shui Jinglie went to the Yue family. They were respectfully invited in and received personally by Butler Mo.

"Madam Wen, it's been a long time since we last met. Thanks to the ginseng you sent, my old man is in much better spirits now and has been able to get out of bed and move around recently. But his health is still a little poor and he hasn't fully recovered yet."

Mo Anfu's gratitude came from the bottom of his heart, which made Wen Yan feel a little embarrassed. She didn't intend to save the dying and the wounded at the beginning, but just wanted some money.

"You two take a rest here. I'll go ask the old man for instructions. If the old man knew that Madam Wen was coming, he would be very happy."

"Okay." Wen Yan naturally had no objection.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for just a quarter of an hour, I saw that Butler Mo had returned, and then I saw the medicine boy from Zhongjing Hall coming over with an anxious look on his face, panting and saying, "Not good!"

When she thought of Wan Xuan being in Zhong Jingtian, Wen Yan immediately stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little medicine boy was out of breath and said intermittently: "Wan Xuan...she...is crying..."

"What?!" Wen Yan immediately walked out and said to Shui Jinglue behind her, "Doctor Shui, I'm going to Zhongjing Hall!"

"Madam Wen!" Shui Jinglie was too late to stop her and could only see Wen Yan's back from afar.

Mo Anfu only had time to see Wen Yan's back, wondering, "Why did Madam Wen leave so quickly? My old man wanted to meet her and thank her in person."

Shui Jinglüe didn't know either, so he asked the medicine boy again: "Tell me in detail why the child was crying."

The little medicine boy looked depressed. "I, what I want to say is that Wan Xuan laughed at the young master and made him cry!"

Shui Jing was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean!?"

The young master is the great-grandson of Shui Jinglie, Shui Yancai!

Shui Jinglüe couldn't sit still anymore and said to Mo Anfu, "I'll come back later. Please ask Lao Yue to wait a little longer."

The servant beside Mo Anfu was shocked at the situation in front of him, "Butler, what should we do? The old man is still waiting for us to report."

"I'll go over and take a look too. You go and report the truth to the old man."

When Mr. Yue heard this, he laughed so hard that he fell over, saying that Madam Wen was a really wonderful person.

But that’s a story for later. At the moment, Wen Yan only heard her daughter crying, and she wished she had more legs to go find Wan Xuan.

But when we arrived at the backyard of Zhongjing Hall, we found it unusually quiet.

I approached the circle that Wan Xuan wanted to play with and found her sitting at a table with a little boy.

The two children were not very big. They held a pair of tweezers in their hands and looked at the eggs in front of them carefully.

It turns out that the competition is about who can peel off the eggshell without piercing the eggshell.

But Wan Xuan didn't look like she had ever cried. It was clearly the little boy opposite her who had been crying.

Wen Yan did not disturb them, she just wanted to make sure Wan Xuan was okay.

Shui Jinglie also arrived. He really loved his great-grandson like his own baby. However, it would not be worth sympathizing if he cried because of the competition!

He explained to Wen Yan beside him, "A doctor must know how to observe, smell, ask, and palpate, as well as medical knowledge. If you want to sew up a wound, you must have a steady hand. This competition is for the doctors in the hall to see who has the steadier hand. The one who takes the shortest time to peel off the eggshell without puncturing it wins."

After a pause, Shui Jinglue said with emotion: "My kid is going to lose."

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why? I think he's pretty fast."

"I know him. Although this kid has a talent for medicine, he has an impatient personality and will make mistakes when he gets anxious."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hole appeared in the egg in Shui Yancai's hand, and the egg liquid flowed out. He held his mouth and resisted the urge to cry. He wanted to see if this little girl could take out the egg completely.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the final result.

Wan Xuan was so young, but she was able to sit still and peel off the eggshells bit by bit without making any mess. When the last piece of eggshell was peeled off, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and a big smile spread across her face: "I won, you are not allowed to cry."

Shui Yancai pursed her lips, her eyes filled with tears, and she said stubbornly, "I didn't cry."

Jiang Shan, who was standing aside, touched his head and observed the shelled eggs in the bowl: "Damn, this little brat is really amazing. At his age, he can't even control his poop and pee, but he can actually control his hands."

Wan Xuan was unhappy when she heard this and said, "Grandpa Jiang, how can you say that? I haven't wet the bed for a long time!"

Jiang Shan laughed loudly and picked up Wan Xuan. "Okay, okay, grandpa was just talking nonsense. Little kid, do you want to learn medicine from me? Grandpa can pass on all my medical skills to you!"

Wan Xuan tilted her head: "Grandpa Jiang, what's the benefit of studying medicine?"

"Learning medicine can relieve people's pain and save the dying and the wounded." After a pause, Jiang Shan looked at Wan Xuan's tender face and suddenly felt overwhelmed. "As a doctor, we should prolong the life of the country and the people, and prolong the life of the people and the country!"

Wan Xuan was too young to understand what he meant by the last sentence, but she understood one thing: "If I study medicine, I can heal the wounds of Xiaobai, the boy I rescued before. If grandpa is sick, I can heal him and make him better immediately. If my elder sister's eyes are tired from studying, I can make her eye medicine. If my second sister comes back from the army, I can heal her wounds. If my younger brother can't speak, I can make him better too."

Jiang Shan was so soft-hearted. He was such a well-behaved and sensible child, but he still wanted to tease her: "What about your mother?"

Wan Xuan had already made plans. She pinched her waist and hummed twice, with a smug expression as if to say, "You can't defeat me." "Finally, all the money I earn will be given to mother!"

This caused a group of people to burst into laughter.

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing.

Mo Anfu was shocked. To be accepted as a disciple by this old doctor was something that many people would have spent millions of gold beans on. But now it was easily accepted by this little girl... If the people in the capital knew about this, they would probably be shocked!