Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

He placed the medicine on the small table in the ward and said respectfully, "Mrs. Li happened to have not thrown it away yet, so I made an excuse to take it out. Mr. Feng, please take a look."

"Yan girl, take a look!" Old Feng directly ordered his apprentice to work.

An Xueyan leaned over to check the medicinal residue, smelled the aroma to identify the medicinal ingredients inside, picked up a little and tasted it.

He quickly came to a conclusion and stood up straight and said to Grandma Yan, "One of the main herbs is missing, Codonopsis pilosula. There's no such herb in these medicinal residues either. You can ask someone to check again."

Grandma Yan's face turned dark. The medicine was prepared and kept at home. It was impossible that the medicinal materials were missing at this critical moment. Anyone who was not a fool would know that something was wrong at home.

The second daughter-in-law of the Yan family started yelling all of a sudden, and said angrily and affirmatively: "It must be the eldest sister-in-law who did it. She has long been disgusted with our second branch dividing the resources of the first branch. She wants to kill my son so that she can make way for her son.

Mom, you have to take charge of our Chenchen. He is your eldest grandson, and someone wants to kill him."

The master and the disciple kept silent, trying to reduce their presence; they heard nothing.

Old Lady Yan closed her eyes in pain, then opened them a few seconds later with a determined look. She said to Wang Zhenying, who was also silent, "Zhenying, put the medicine residue away first. We'll deal with this matter later."

After saying that, he walked to his grandson's bedside, reached out and touched his grandson's thin face, his eyes full of guilt.

An Xueyan suddenly saw the person on the bed moving his fingers, and then the other person's eyes also moved.

A reminder: "He's about to wake up."

Old Feng curled his lips and said, "It's time for him to wake up." If he didn't wake up, people would blame him for his poor medical skills.

The old lady of the Yan family also looked at her grandson on the bed, her eyes filled with anticipation. The person on the bed opened his eyes as if he had broken through some restriction.

Yan's second daughter-in-law rushed over, hugged her son and started crying.

"Wuwu... Son, you finally woke up. You worried me to death, wuwu..."

The grandson of the Yan family opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Elder Feng consoled him, saying, "You've been unconscious for too long. It's normal that you can't make any sound. Don't worry about speaking. You'll be fine once you recover."

The grandson of the Yan family also heard it, and he forced a smile and nodded to Old Feng.

Soon, his attending physician was also invited by Wang Zhenying, and the director Duan Liangchun also came.

After giving Yan's grandson a comprehensive physical examination, he smiled and said to everyone, "There's nothing wrong with the patient. He just needs to recover slowly."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Duan." Grandma Yan said politely.

Duan Liangchun said to Elder Feng with admiration, "Elder Feng, it was you who really helped. Many people were predicted not to wake up, but you managed to save him. You are truly a master of traditional Chinese medicine."

"You're too kind. It just so happens that my medical skills can save him."

The person woke up, and soon the old man of the Yan family came over.

He was grateful to Mr. Feng again. Mr. Feng told him some precautions for the subsequent conditioning, prescribed some conditioning prescriptions for him, and then took An Xueyan out of the hospital.

They will definitely have some household chores to deal with later, so they won't be a nuisance.

After leaving the hospital, An Xueyan couldn't help gossiping.

"Master, who do you think is behind this? How will this matter be handled in the end?"

Old Feng stroked his beard and said, "It's hard to say. Old Man Yan has three sons and two daughters, and so many grandchildren, as well as a bunch of grandchildren. They all want the resources in Old Man Yan's hands, and the eldest grandson is the biggest obstacle.

As for how to deal with it, we are all human beings, and we can't just send him in. If we do that, the Yan family will become a topic of conversation for others. Besides, we have already destroyed one person, so we can't destroy another one."

An Xueyan jumped up and down, shaking her head and sighing, "Tsk tsk, I guess there's going to be a bloody fight later."

"That's not the case. It's just a bloodless killing." Old Feng looked calm. He had experienced many such small scenes. Now we live in a society ruled by law, which is completely different from the period before liberation.

In the past, children from wealthy and powerful families might be found dead or missing one day.

Then he instructed An Xueyan: "Go back and pack up so we can move to your house. I don't feel comfortable living here now."

They didn't have much to pack, so they just packed up the clothes they brought and left with their bags.

So when An Honglei came back and cooked the meal, he packed a few bags and put them in the living room. When Wang Zhenying came over at noon, he told him that they were going to move to his own home and left the address with him.

Wang Zhenying had no choice but to say that he would drive them there, otherwise he would have a hard time explaining himself when he returned.

The few people had no objection. Since someone was giving it to them, they didn't have to go through the trouble of moving it around.

The house here had been cleaned up long ago, so we just had to move our things in and live there. Wang Zhenying said goodbye and left after seeing that everything was ready and there was nothing he needed to do.

The Yan family was too busy to care about Old Feng now. There was a big quarrel at home. Wang Zhenying returned to the Yan family in a depressed mood and reported everything to Old Yan. Old Yan just said "I know" and closed his eyes with a headache.

The person in the hospital woke up, so An Xueyan focused on keeping an eye on him.

After two days of waiting, I finally saw the woman go out alone.

I followed the person to a small courtyard in East City. The woman knocked on the door rhythmically outside, and soon someone came to open the door for her.

The other person was a tall man. He looked around very cautiously and let the woman in only after making sure that there was no one around.

"Could they be spies?" An Xueyan muttered as the brother and sister hid in a corner where they couldn't see each other.

"We all need to be careful." An Honglei also became nervous. He was not afraid of anything else but that the other party had a wooden cannon in his hand, which would make it difficult to deal with him.

The two pretended to be passing by and passed by the door. An Xueyan tried to listen, but heard no sound.

I asked, "Brother, can you hear the sound inside?"

Her brother had much better hearing than her. An Honglei frowned and did not answer, but just listened attentively.

After he could no longer hear any sound, he whispered, "I couldn't hear clearly. I heard the woman asking the man if he could get away. The man said that Hu Dashan had a bad temper recently and he couldn't move.

There seems to be a secret room in their house, so they must have gone in there."

"Isn't Hu Dashan one of Chang Weijun's men? Why hasn't he been arrested?" When An Xueyan heard the name, she thought of such a person in the news she had heard before.

"I've done some research. While it's true this guy followed Chang Weijun, he never participated in raiding homes or framing anyone else. He was just one of Chang Weijun's men, apparently a bodyguard, and one who wasn't highly regarded. He was arrested and released very quickly, so he's probably not one of Chang Weijun's closest confidants."