The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

The candlelight was dim, flickering, just like his restless heart.

His mind was still replaying Fang Qingyou's words.

He also wanted to see his own heart clearly, to understand what kind of feelings he truly had for Fang Qingyou.

But the more he thought about it, the less he understood.

……

The next day, after visiting the clinic, Fang Qingyou immediately threw herself into busy treatments, trying to ease her inner pain with the busyness.

Around noon, Fang Qingyou received a gleaming gold-embossed invitation.

The invitation was delivered by someone from the palace; it was an invitation from Empress Qin to attend a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the palace.

Although it was an invitation, it wasn't to solicit her opinion at all, but rather to inform her that she had to attend.

Looking at the lavish invitation, Fang Qingyou felt a headache coming on.

She had absolutely nothing in common with these scheming, power-hungry people. When they held a banquet, they never intended for anyone to have a good time; they were always trying to scheme against this person or that person.

She was afraid to attend these banquets because they were just too mentally taxing.

Fang Qingyou dejectedly put the invitation aside, composed herself, and then continued to treat patients.

Let's think about these troublesome things later.

Around noon, She Yuyan arrived.

After Fang Qingyou finished treating the patients she was treating, she focused on entertaining her.

"Qingyou, I heard that the Qin family's steward came to the clinic yesterday to examine Qin Nihong's face, and you even wrote a prescription for them?"

"Yes." Fang Qingyou nodded.

She Yuyan raised her almond-shaped eyes, looking displeased: "Qingyou, Qin Nihong has hurt you so badly, why are you still treating her?"

“Yes.” Fang Qingyou nodded again, but with a meaningful smile on her face.

Upon seeing this, She Yuyan was slightly taken aback, then seemed to realize something and stared at Fang Qingyou, asking, "Qingyou, is there a problem with the prescription you gave Qin Nihong?"

Fang Qingyou didn't answer, but instead asked, "What do you think?"

At this point, She Yuyan became even more certain of her guess, and with a smile, she poked Fang Qingyou with her finger: "Qingyou, tell me quickly, what prescription did Qin Nihong give you?"

Fang Qingyou glanced at She Yuyan with her head tilted, then shook her head with a smile: "This is the patient's private information, how could I disclose it?"

Seeing this, She Yuyan was so anxious that she grabbed Fang Qingyou's arm and shook it vigorously: "Qingyou, Qingyou, good Qingyou, please tell me quickly, I'm so worried."

As She Yuyan swayed, Fang Qingyou swayed her body, her smile appearing particularly mysterious: "Yuyan, don't be anxious, you'll know the answer to this question before today."

She Yuyan looked at Fang Qingyou with a puzzled expression, half believing and half doubting.

Fang Qingyou leaned down to whisper a few words to She Yuyan when she saw a figure hurrying towards them.

Upon seeing that figure, Fang Qingyou's gaze instantly turned cold.

The figure was dressed in a tattered, coarse cloth robe, with disheveled hair and a dirty face, looking like a down-on-his-luck beggar.

However, because she was so familiar with this figure, Fang Qingyou could recognize him at a glance no matter what he was dressed up as.

Yes, that figure is none other than Xiaoyaozi.

Seeing Fang Qingyou's expression, She Yuyan knew she had something to say, but after waiting for a long time without hearing a word, she noticed that Fang Qingyou's gaze was fixed in a certain direction, so she also looked in that direction.

Then, they saw Xiaoyaozi dressed as a beggar.

Knowing that the clinic often held free clinics and that many of the patients were beggars, She Yuyan was not surprised to see beggars at the clinic.

Therefore, She Yuyan said to Xiaoyaozi, "Sir, why did you come to the backyard? If you need to see a doctor, you can wait in the clinic's main hall."

No sooner had She Yuyan finished speaking than Xiaoyaozi suddenly began to wipe away tears.

Xiaoyaozi carried a tattered little backpack on his back, which looked deflated, clearly indicating that he hadn't gotten much.

His crying at that moment, combined with his beggar's attire, made him look extremely pitiful.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" She Yuyan was soft-hearted and couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiaoyaozi when he cried like this, so she asked.

Xiaoyaozi just kept wiping away his tears, without saying a word.

Seeing this, She Yuyan became even more anxious: "Grandpa, what's wrong? Tell us what's wrong. Maybe we can help you."

Upon hearing this, She Yuyan suddenly realized that Fang Qingyou hadn't reacted at all since the beggar appeared. Usually, she was very caring towards her patients, so why was she so cold and indifferent today?

So, She Yuyan couldn't help but glance at Fang Qingyou.

Then, Fang Qingyou's next actions left her speechless.

Fang Qingyou glanced at the beggar indifferently and said coldly, "Sir, you've come to the wrong place. Please turn around and walk straight out until you reach the main street. Then you can go wherever you want."

"Qingyou, what's wrong with you today?!" She Yuyan frowned. The Fang Qingyou she knew wasn't like this.

Fang Qingyou is usually very kind and gentle when dealing with beggars, not cold and heartless like this.

"Yu Yan, this old man has gone to the wrong place. Let's not disturb him," Fang Qingyou said, and then she really did turn her gaze away, no longer looking at Xiaoyaozi.

She Yuyan looked at Fang Qingyou with a strange expression, then at Xiaoyaozi who was still wiping away tears. She couldn't help but feel something was off.

"Sir, you must have come to the wrong place. This is Cheng'an Medical Clinic. Where are you going? If you really have the wrong place, I can have someone lead you there."

Xiaoyaozi continued to wipe away tears, his body trembling, which was pitiful.

Helpless, She Yuyan turned her gaze to Fang Qingyou: "Qingyou, say something!"

"Yu Yan, I already said that this old man just went to the wrong place. Let him leave on his own." After what happened yesterday, Fang Qingyou really didn't want to see Xiaoyaozi again.

She could tolerate his usual tantrums and antics, but she could never bear his betrayal.

Being a teacher for even a day, and then being hurt and betrayed by someone close to you—that kind of pain is truly heart-wrenching.

"Waaah—" Before Fang Qingyou could finish speaking, Xiaoyaozi suddenly choked up. He wiped away his tears, and a large patch of tears soaked the back of his hand, making him look dirty and pitiful, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

She Yuyan frowned, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she walked up to Xiaoyaozi: "Grandpa, is there something wrong with you? If there's anything you need, just tell me. No matter what others think, I will definitely help you!"