Transmigrated Leftover Woman in Rural Style

Upon hearing Zhao Liang's report, Zhao Wangchuan's expression darkened. However, he took no action, simply instructing Zhao Liang: "Go back and continue to keep an eye on Wei Yu; don't worry about anything else for now."

After pacing around the room a few times, Zhao Wangchuan irritably lay down on the couch by the window. The sun had already set, and the afterglow painted the sky a fiery red. Zhao Wangchuan smiled and muttered to himself, "Master said that with this kind of weather, tomorrow will definitely be another sunny day."

Thinking of his master brought back those hazy memories from years ago. He remembered the fire, his mother's disheveled state as she protected him as they crawled out of the dog hole, and that man's gentle, sun-like smile towards another woman.

At that time, he also said to the boy who was three months older than him, "Brother, please ask Father to go see my mother too, my mother is sick."

What did the boy say then? It seems he didn't say anything, he just gave him a hard push, and then ran towards the two people who were cuddling together.

Then, that very night, the fire started in my mother's yard. That night, I insisted on staying in my mother's yard and letting her lull me to sleep. Then, using the fire as cover, we crawled out of the house through the dog hole.

I still remember being covered in the mouth by my mother and running away, and seeing with my own eyes the servants who tried to escape to the courtyard being thrown back in from outside. And every one of them who was thrown back was covered in blood and gore, without even a scream.

The mother was seriously injured that time, but fortunately she met her master. After arranging new identities for the mother and son, the master disappeared. It wasn't until six months later, when a famine struck, that he reappeared at her bedside.

Recalling the past, the image of that little girl appeared before Zhao Wangchuan's eyes again. That thin child who had given all the wild fruits her father had painstakingly snatched to her master.

At that time, her hair was sparse and yellowish, and she looked no more than two and a half years old, walking with a limp. It wasn't until he and his mother settled in Xinzhou Village and became their neighbors that he learned the child was already four years old.

But during those years, I lived in hatred and anger. I spent my free time studying everything my master had taught me, and paid little attention to the little girl following me around. Although I found the child a bit annoying at the time, I didn't chase her away.

Looking back now, it was precisely because that child so innocently approached and tried to please me that I didn't succumb to hatred and become obsessed.

The purity and naturalness with which she called him "brother," the satisfaction of sharing wild berries from her bag with him, the admiration she showed when watching him practice boxing, the longing she felt when she saw him reading and writing—all those little moments that accompanied his unhappy childhood are deeply etched in his mind.

While adrift at sea, he thought countless times that by the time he returned, that child would surely be married. At that moment, he felt a tightness in his chest, a pang of sadness.

I was surprised to find that she wasn't doing well when I returned. In fact, her life these past few years could be described as utterly miserable. I heard she was still unmarried, and I must have felt a sense of joy at the time. That's why I went to visit her.

However, it was impossible for him and her. He knew it without his mother saying so. Because of his damned status, because of that so-called social standing. And more importantly, because of that incident.

Since that's the case, he shouldn't provoke her. Even now, he was so anxious that he just wanted to rush to the clinic to check on her. But he didn't do that. Instead, he lay quietly watching the clouds as if nothing had happened.

Inside the clinic, Li Xiaonuan lay on the bed, her face ashen. Fei Fei removed the last silver needle and wiped away her sweat. She had done her best; whether Li Xiaonuan would wake up depended on her own will.

Outside, Li Xiaogang paced anxiously, waiting. As soon as Fei Fei lifted the curtain and came out, he rushed forward and asked, "Uncle-Master, how is my sister?"

Fei Fei sighed and said, "The situation is not good. Although the wind evil has been controlled, your sister is in a state of mental confusion and may not wake up for a while. Why don't you go in and call her more often and talk to her? Maybe she will hear you and wake up."

Upon hearing Fei Fei's words, Li Xiaogang hurriedly said "thank you" and rushed into the inner room. Fei Fei shook her head helplessly, picked up her medicine box, and walked out. Outside the courtyard, the maid Qi Ji had sent to inquire about the situation was anxiously waiting.

Fei Fei first returned to her room, wrote out the prescription, and then called her maid Bing'er in. She instructed Bing'er to fetch the medicine according to the prescription, which she would personally decoct later. After Bing'er left the courtyard, the maid sent by Qi Ji entered.

Because this was the inner courtyard, Fei Fei's own residence, no outsider was allowed to enter. That's why Qi Ji sent a maid to inquire about the situation. A quarter of an hour later, the maid hurriedly left Fei Fei's courtyard and headed straight for the Fuwei Courtyard in the outer courtyard.

Before long, Bing'er, who had gone to get the medicine, returned in a hurry. Before Fei Fei could ask what had happened, Bing'er said breathlessly, "Madam, please go to the front hall quickly. I heard that Miss Li's mother seems to have had an accident and has been brought here."

Fei Fei frowned, feeling utterly helpless. Why was this family always causing trouble? One person was already lying inside, and now another had been brought in. And in the operating room outside, there was another patient who had just woken up.

"Go and start decocting the medicine. I'll go check on it. Remember, eight bowls of water. Bring it to a boil over high heat, then reduce to medium heat and simmer until you have three bowls of water left. That's when it's ready," Fei Fei instructed.

"Yes, I understand. I'll go and prepare the medicine right away," Bing'er replied solemnly.

When Fei Fei arrived at the front hall, Madam Su had already woken up and was asking Doctor Liu about Li Xiaonuan's condition. Fei Fei went up to inquire about Madam Su's condition, and Doctor Liu said, "She's fine. She was just a little upset and frightened. She'll be alright after some rest."

As usual, Fei Fei stepped forward to examine her, listen to her heart, ask questions, and feel her pulse. After confirming that it was indeed as Doctor Liu had said, she said to Madam Su, "Miss Li's condition is a bit serious. Auntie, why don't you go in and keep her company? Xiao Gang is over there. I'll arrange a room for you later, and then Uncle Li and Brother Xiao Yang can go in."

Upon hearing this, Madam Su repeatedly expressed her gratitude, saying, "Oh, thank you so much, Dr. Fei. I've troubled you again. Thank you so much."

Supported by a maid and Aunt Zhou, Madam Su went outside to give Xiao Yang some instructions before heading to Li Xiaonuan's place. Knowing that Madam Su was alright and Li Xiaonuan's condition was temporarily stable, Xiao Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Having carried Su Shi all the way here, Xiao Yang hadn't dared to sit down and rest, fearing something might happen to her. Only after confirming that Su Shi and Li Xiaonuan were both safe and sound did he realize that his legs were trembling, and he felt dizzy and had tinnitus.

He sat down on the ground, leaning against a pillar, for about 15 minutes before he felt a little better. However, his ears still throbbed with pain, and he felt like air was constantly rising from them. When he took deep breaths, his throat and chest ached in waves. Xiao Yang knew he was just exhausted and would be fine after a rest.