Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

The man's thin lips moved slightly:

"Yu Shuyan".

Mo Ran is puzzled:

"Master, she's just a woman from the inner quarters who was lucky enough to save Lady Yuan. Was it really necessary?"

The man coughed twice and sighed:

"Mo Ran, when are you going to use your brain?"

Mo Ran stared wide-eyed, puzzled, and frowned.

"Master, did I say something wrong?"

The man sighed softly:

"I'm asking you, why did you just say that Lady Yuan saved Bai Ziyu?"

Mo Ran said directly:

"So that Bai Chongshan can go to the academy and personally uphold justice for Yu Moyan."

The man nodded:

"Let me ask you again, why did she save Cui Rongxing's mother and even win over Doctor Ding?"

Mo Ran blurted out:

"It's said that Yu Shuyan ordered it, so it must be to win over Prefect Cui for Yu Shuyan's sake. Look, Cui Yingying and Doctor Ding came in handy this time with Wu Manyu's divorce."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and said with a start:

"Ah~ I see. Master, you mean that Yu Shuyan planned all of this in advance? If that's the case, this woman is indeed quite cunning."

Then, he hesitated and said:

"But even if she's cunning, she's just clever in a few ways and lucky, that's all. Do we really need to keep an eye on her?"

The man frowned:

"Aren't you really surprised that such a skilled doctor had been out of contact for so long, but after suddenly appearing, he's always targeting the Yu family?"

Mo Ran nodded:

"Yes, logically speaking, how could a doctor with such profound medical skills, whom even Physician Ding wanted to become her apprentice, just appear out of nowhere without any prior news? But that doesn't make sense either. Why don't we just keep an eye on Madam Yuan? Why do we have to keep an eye on Yu Shuyan?"

The man said:

"It's strange that a miracle doctor suddenly appears. But it's even stranger that such a miracle doctor is revolving around a woman living in a secluded house. Here's what we'll do: have someone keep an eye on both sides. Report any developments to me truthfully."

Mo Ran nodded:

"Yes, Master, I understand."

"Dong Dong Dong~"

A soft knock came from the door.

A woman in a flowing pink and white fairy dress, with skin as smooth as snow, a face as bright as a silver plate, lips red without lipstick, and eyes bright and intelligent, appeared at the door carrying a tray.

She smiled gently, her voice as clear and melodious as a babbling brook, soothing the soul.

"Are you done talking?"

Even Mo Ran's rugged face broke into a simple, honest smile when he saw her.

"You Ruo, you're bringing soup to the master. It's all thanks to you for taking care of him all these years. Otherwise, given the master's aversion to women, we rough men really wouldn't know what to do. We are truly grateful to you."

Du Youruo smiled gently, carrying a bowl of soup, and gracefully walked in:

“My father was a former subordinate of the Marquis, and my brother grew up with you all. After their accident, it was thanks to the Prince that I was found in time and taken in. Otherwise, I don’t know what a miserable end I would be in now. So, if we’re talking about gratitude, it should be the Prince and you who are grateful to me.”

The man was none other than the former Third Prince, now the Prince of Yongning—Gong Mojue.

Gong Mojue's expression softened slightly, but his voice remained calm:

"Alright, let's not talk about these things anymore. You don't need to thank me, because this is what we owe you."

"Put the soup down and you can go out now."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Du Youruo's eyes, but she still smiled gently, picked up the soup bowl from the tray with her slender hand, and gently placed it on the table:

"Okay, remember to drink it while it's hot."

After speaking, he gave Gong Mojue a deep look, then turned to look at Mo Ran:

"I didn't know you were there. Your soup is keeping warm on the stove. Remember to drink it when you're done."

Mo Ran's smile grew even more innocent:

"There's one for me too! Thank you so much. Your soup is so delicious, I'll definitely remember to come and have some."

Du Youruo smiled gently, took graceful steps, and walked out.

The moment she stepped out the door, she paused, lowered her head, and her gentle smile became slightly stiff, her eyes darkening.

A few seconds later, the moment she looked up again, her gentle smile returned, and she left.

inside the house.

Mo Ran looked at the soup bowl on the table, then tentatively glanced at Gong Mojue:

"Master, we've all known how much You Ruo has felt for you all these years. What are you really thinking?"

Gong Mojue looked coldly at Mo Ran:

"Don't say things like that again. I will only ever see You Ruo as my younger sister."

Mo Ran, however, said:

"But you know, You Ruo has been waiting for you all these years. Could it be that after all these years, you still have feelings for that woman who appeared in your bed that time?"

A rare hint of tenderness flickered in Gong Mojue's usually cold and indifferent eyes:

At that time, Gong Nanxian had just ascended the throne.

After suffering a series of blows, he was also subjected to assassination attempts by Gong Nanxian time and time again.

Although he avoided assassination attempts time and time again.

However, during a palace banquet, he was caught off guard and was given a powerful aphrodisiac by someone arranged by Gong Nanxian. A concubine was also assigned to frame him for adultery within the palace.

Now we have a legitimate reason to kill him.

Fortunately, he bit his tongue and, taking advantage of a lucid moment between excruciating pains, knocked the concubine unconscious and escaped the palace.

However, to evade the assassins sent by Gong Nanxian, he flew to the second floor of an inn. Just then, he saw a man tiptoeing towards a room.

He knocked him unconscious with a karate chop, threw him aside into a dark corner, and pushed open the door to the half-closed room.

The moment he entered, he could no longer hold on. He felt truly dizzy, staggered to the bedside, and lay down directly on it.

However, after lying down, he felt a warm and soft body next to him.

The drug's efficacy had reached its peak at that time.

He disregarded everything else and pulled that soft, yielding body into his arms.

That night, he couldn't remember how many times he took her.

My dizzy vision prevented me from clearly seeing what the woman looked like.

However, he did remember that when Liu Bai and the others arrived and took him away, he glanced back and vaguely saw a splash of red on the bed.

She was his first woman, and his only woman.

He was as if possessed; even though he hadn't seen the woman's face clearly, he would think of her from time to time, recalling the beautiful, hazy memory of that night.

He had considered sending someone to find her.

However, his situation and the heavy burden he carried made him afraid and unable to go to her.

Now, he is terminally ill, yet he finds that he seems to miss her even more frequently.

Perhaps, for those who are dying, the regrets in their lives are even more unbearable.

"Your Highness, Young Master Bai Ziyu has come to visit!"

His thoughts were interrupted by a servant's report.

The warmth in his eyes vanished instantly, and he exchanged a glance with Mo Ran, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Why is he here?"