The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Chapter 8 He Has to Take Responsibility

An Mi was momentarily dazed. With his status, he should have lived a life of luxury and indulged in refined pursuits alongside princes and nobles. Why was he working as a doctor in this small Rongjin City?

Even in the years following his previous life, no one had ever heard of the reason for his arrival, or perhaps no one dared to say it!

“That bitch An Mi, I only taught her a lesson, and she’s acting like she’s going to die. Sister, you have to teach her a lesson…”

In a moment of distraction, a sharp voice came from outside the door. An Mi was slightly startled. When she looked up, she saw the figure of the fifth young lady, An Xinhe, appearing at the door with an angry look. It was clear that she had come with ill intentions. Behind her was the eldest young lady of the An family, An Xinlian.

Anmi frowned. Just as she had expected, what was bound to happen would happen, and in this life, it seemed to have come early.

As soon as An Xinhe arrived at the door, she saw the person sitting in the room with his back to the door. The tall figure was clearly a man. Her eyes lit up as if she had caught something. "So, An Mi, you said you were too sick to get out of bed. I think you're just using this as an excuse to meet a stinky man in the room. You're so shameless and have disgraced the An family. I'll teach you a lesson."

As An Xinhe spoke, she strode toward An Mi, her eyes filled with malice as if she wanted to take this opportunity to torment her to death. An Mi frowned, and just as An Xinhe reached the bedside and reached out to pull her up, a large hand grabbed her wrist.

"Ah...who dares..." An Xinhe winced in pain. She was always spoiled and arrogant, and she had always acted like she owned the place in the An family. Who would dare to stop her from teaching people a lesson?

"The stinky man you're referring to, Miss, could it be me?" A gentle voice rang out, seemingly tinged with amusement.

An Xinhe bit her lip, sizing up the man. A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes when she saw his handsome face, but her gaze quickly swept over his clothes—a plain blue robe. He couldn't be some powerful figure, could he? She immediately raised her chin, "I was referring to you, you treacherous..."

"Xinhe, shut up!" Before An Xinhe could finish speaking, a voice from the doorway interrupted her. An Xinlian suppressed her surprise at seeing Qinglan, changed her cold attitude from when she arrived, and smiled as she walked gracefully into the room.

Her demeanor, no matter who looked at it, would be praised as elegant and graceful, like a lady from a prominent family. However, in An Mi's eyes, it was nothing more than a hypocritical facade of An Xinlian. How could she not know An Xinlian's true colors?

"Young Master Qinglan, Xinlian's younger sister is known for her outspokenness. Xinlian apologizes to Young Master Qinglan on her behalf. Please don't take offense." An Xinlian hadn't expected that Doctor Qinglan from the Holy Physician Hall would be here, and thankfully she reacted quickly.

Although Qinglan was a doctor, he was more charming and popular than some of the young masters in Rongjin City. You know, his refined demeanor and warm smile had captivated many people!

Many of her close friends were infatuated with this doctor in blue robes, and some wealthy young ladies even went to great lengths to please him. But it seemed that in the eyes of this doctor, Qinglan, there were only patients.

An Xinlian wouldn't give him a second glance just because he was popular; the reason she took Doctor Qinglan seriously was for other reasons.

Recalling what she had overheard during her last visit to the prefectural magistrate's house with her brother, An Xinlian's smile became even more gentle and elegant, as if she wanted to charm him.

An Mi saw this and understood. In her previous life, An Xinlian had also been very attentive to Doctor Qinglan.

"Why is Young Master Qinglan here..." An Xinlian continued, seeing that Qinglan remained silent.

"Qinglan is a doctor." Qinglan let go of An Xinhe's hand and said calmly. He was a doctor, and there were patients here, so he was naturally here to see a doctor.

An Xinlian was slightly taken aback. Her gaze swept over the food on the table. This was clearly not prepared by the An family. Her expression changed. A doctor bringing food to a consultation? What kind of doctor is this?

Glancing at the empty bowl, An Xinlian's gaze fell on An Mi on the bed. What a An Mi! Even when she's bedridden, she's still restless, managing to get Doctor Qinglan, who ignores all the rich young ladies' advances, to personally bring her food. Now that An Mi can't move, how can she eat by herself? Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, and An Xinlian's expression changed.

Did Qinglan feed her? Hmph, what a vixen!

An Xinlian was displeased, but she still smiled. However, An Mi understood the meaning behind that smile all too well.

In her past life, An Xinlian also stumbled upon Doctor Qinglan in her room. Just because he was treating her, An Xinlian then went on to torment and harass him in various ways. And now... Doctor Qinglan is bringing her food, which is probably making An Xinlian even more uncomfortable.

"My maidservant has troubled Doctor Qinglan. Xinlian will personally visit to express her gratitude another day." An Xinlian knew that she could not deal with An Mi today. She was always deep in thought and knew how to read people's expressions. Looking at Doctor Qinglan's face, although he was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes. He must have been thinking about Xinhe's insolence earlier. Today was clearly not a good time to get along.

"Sister, this An Mi..." An Xinhe said unwillingly. They came to make things difficult for An Mi, but they hadn't achieved their goal yet, so how could they leave?

"Shut up." An Xinlian interrupted her, glancing at her and smiling knowingly. "Young Master Qinglan needs to see her. You'll only be bothering him by being here. This is our home. If you care about her and want to see her, you can do so anytime. Why rush? Besides, in a month, there's the embroidery appreciation event organized by the Liu family, the richest family in Rongjin City. Haven't you always loved embroidery? Is your piece ready?"

Upon hearing An Xinlian's suggestion, An Xinhe immediately shifted her attention, her eyes lighting up. Yes, the embroidery competition in a month! A handsome figure flashed into her mind, and a blush rose to her cheeks. She had to perform well; she wanted him to see her!

An Xinlian politely bid farewell to Qinglan and then led An Xinhe away. An Mi watched the two sisters' backs as her thoughts lingered on An Xinlian's words.

The Embroidery Appreciation Gathering will be held in a month. In her previous life, it was the place where her life took a turn. From that time on, she became entangled with the Liu family.

Her clenched hands tightened, and a deep look settled in Anmi's eyes. In this life, she would not let herself miss this turning point, and this time, she would take control of everything!

An Mi smiled, thinking about An Xinhe's reaction earlier. An Xinlian said that An Xinhe had always liked embroidery, but in her opinion, what An Xinhe liked was not embroidery, but the eldest young master of the Liu family!

Does An Xinhe like Liu Zhan? An Mi frowned, and suddenly heard Qing Lan's gentle voice, "You can still laugh? That woman just said she could care about you anytime, why rush now? It seems your days are about to become even more miserable."

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