Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Yang Xier said with gratitude: "Thank you, Sun Yaolang. Thanks to the medicine you prescribed, I feel much better after just two days of taking it." She bowed slightly to express her recognition and respect for Sun Yaolang's medical skills.

While packing up the equipment in the medicine box, Sun Yaolang solemnly reminded: "Although you feel better now, the wound still needs a few more changes of medicine to heal completely. So you should stay here and recuperate peacefully for the next few days. Don't run around, so as not to affect your recovery." He raised his head and looked at Yang Xier with a firm gaze.

However, Yang Xier suddenly looked worried, and after hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Sun Yaolang, can I...can I still have children?" Her voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious that this question had been lingering in her mind for a long time.

Sun Yaolang hesitated for a moment, then comforted him, "The most important thing right now is to recover from your injuries. As for other matters, we can discuss them slowly after you recover."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xier immediately became anxious. She grabbed Sun Yaolang's sleeve tightly and said firmly, "Sun Yaolang, I have the right to know the truth about my own body! Please tell me the truth."

Seeing Yang Xier's persistence, Sun Yaolang sighed softly and said slowly, "As a woman, I understand your feelings. Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you... Actually, you were pregnant before, but unfortunately you miscarried. This accident also caused serious damage to your uterus. It will probably be very difficult for you to get pregnant again in the future."

Upon hearing the news, Yang Xier was stunned as if struck by lightning. She widened her eyes and muttered to herself in disbelief: "I have my period every month, how could I be pregnant?" Tears began to well up in her eyes.

Sun Yaolang shook his head and patiently explained, "Sometimes, even if you have spotting every month, you can't completely rule out the possibility of conception. According to my diagnosis, both from your pulse and the contractions of your... lower body, I can confirm that you have indeed been pregnant before."

Yang Xier couldn't accept this fact. She was trembling all over and kept muttering, "How could this happen? How could this happen..." She seemed to have lost her support and was about to collapse.

Sun Yaolang quickly reached out to support her and gently soothed her, "Don't be too sad, everything will be fine. Let's heal the current injuries first, maybe there will be a chance of recovery in the future."

When treating patients, Sun Yaolang was less domineering and more gentle and caring.

She handed today's diagnosis record and injury report to an official.

Sun Yaolang smiled and said, "Thank you for your help!"

The official replied anxiously, "Sun...Sun Yaolang, I'm so sorry, but I'm afraid I can't deliver the document today! There's a big commotion at the government office!"

Sun Yaolang frowned and asked in confusion, "What does this mean? Why did everything go so wrong all of a sudden?"

The officer hurriedly explained, "To be honest, I didn't come here to collect any documents. Zhang Xiaolian assaulted Tian Cao in court, and I'm here on orders from my superiors to bring Yang to court to confront him. I saw you were busy treating a patient, so I didn't dare to bother you."

Sun Yaolang's expression changed slightly, and he answered decisively, "No! Please go back and tell the others that Yang is not feeling well and cannot attend the class!"

At this time, Yang Xier couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Big brother, may I ask who this Zhang Xiaolian is?"

The officer looked at Yang Xier in surprise and said, "My dear, young lady, you don't even know who he is? But to be honest, this matter is indeed a bit complicated. Zhang Xiaolian is very concerned about you! He has racked his brains and put in a lot of effort to get the prefect to reopen your case. And now, his wish has finally come true."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Xier muttered to herself, "Zhang Jingwei? This name seems a little familiar, but I have never dealt with him before."

Sun Yaolang was furious when he heard this and muttered in a bad mood, "Humph, Zhang Jingwei is just a shameless lecher. There's no need for you to get to know him!"

……

Outside the court, the door was locked and people outside were talking and discussing.

Mu Tou frantically navigated the bustling crowd, his eyes anxiously searching for his target. Finally, he spotted the taller Qian Ming, but no sign of Zhang Jingwei. With great effort, he squeezed through the jostling crowd and rushed directly to Qian Ming. He grabbed him by the collar without hesitation, his eyes widening as he demanded, "Qian Ming! Where's the young master?!"

Qian Ming was startled by the sudden questioning and stammered, "Young Master is inside! I just heard a fierce argument, and then the officers slammed the door shut without explanation."

Mu Tou was extremely anxious upon hearing this, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He knew that his young master was frail and would suffer greatly if he got into an argument. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shout, "Argument? The young master is frail and sickly, how could he withstand such a toss? What if something happened to him?"

At this time, a well-mannered scholar nearby came over and interjected, "Just now, Zhang Xiaolian seemed to want to beat up that student from the imperial academy. Unfortunately, once this door is closed, we will never know what happened next."

Another person echoed, "Yes, this scholar is quite courageous. He actually dared to cause a scene in court for a woman."

However, a scholar on the side said sarcastically: "In my opinion, Yang is so charming and attractive. Our Zhang Xiaolian is probably just greedy for her beauty."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Tou became furious and glared at Qian Ming, shouting, "You are talking nonsense! Bullshit! Our young master is not that kind of frivolous person!" After saying that, he fiercely shook off Qian Ming's collar and turned around to rush to the door of the court.

"Young Master!" Mu Tou used all his strength to slam into the door.

The yamen runner who was still dozing inside was suddenly startled by the noise. "Is this... some wild animal? It's making such a big noise."

The old yamen runner waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, this door weighs a thousand pounds, even the Rong people's cavalry can stop it!"

With a loud bang, the heavy steel-clad door of the yamen was unexpectedly knocked open by the wood. Wood chips flew everywhere, smoke filled the air, and the yamen runners at the door were stunned by this sudden scene.

A figure slowly emerged from the smoke. He was tall, with a resolute face and murderous eyes.

"Don't hurt my young master!" Mu Tou shouted loudly.

The yamen runners raised their weapons and surrounded Mu Mu.