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Is Song Jinglan here again?

Jiang Yuyue felt a chill run down her spine, truly not expecting Song Jinglan to pursue her so relentlessly.

She asked herself if she had any flaws, so why was he so reluctant to dispel his suspicions?

"What's he doing here?" Jiang Yuyue asked hurriedly. "Did he come over to ask anything?"

"He came to inquire about Jiang Yuyue's whereabouts."

Shen Congshan then approached in a low voice, his tone tinged with worry, "Wu'er, who exactly is this person? When he came to change your dressing just now, he kept asking you questions related to you. Could this person be your enemy?"

Enemies...

Jiang Yuyue smiled bitterly to herself. She couldn't really call them enemies, but...

"Of course we're not enemies."

Jiang Yuyue smiled and said reassuringly, "Perhaps he was just asking out of curiosity. I don't know that person at all, so why would he hold a grudge against me?"

After saying this, Jiang Yuyue quickly added, "However, Grandfather, no matter who inquires about Jiang Yuyue in the future, you must not reveal anything. Just say that you know nothing about it, so as not to increase the risk."

"You've reminded me of this many times, and I remember it all."

Shen Congshan stroked his beard as if he had breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it. This general looked very kind and didn't seem like the kind of person who would make an enemy of you. It seems I was just being paranoid."

These words caused a slightly subtle change in Jiang Yuyue's expression, but she quickly moved on from the topic, ate some leftover porridge, and then headed towards the east of the city.

She was in such a hurry that she didn't realize she was being followed.

"Your fever has subsided, so let's go to another courtyard."

Jiang Feili had arrived earlier and was currently taking someone's pulse to check their condition. When he saw Jiang Yuyue arrive late, he clicked his tongue rather rudely.

"I didn't see Young Master He when I came here today. Without Young Master He giving orders, I almost didn't know what to do."

Jiang Yuyue found the man's unfriendly tone somewhat inexplicable. Seeing Song Jinglan's people circling around her again, she responded with the same stiff tone.

"I don't think so. I think you did quite well. It seems you remembered what I taught you yesterday very well. You're ready to graduate now."

These words left Jiang Feili speechless for a moment, while Song Jinglan, watching from the side, was quite surprised, since few people could beat him in verbal sparring.

"The clothes arrived so quickly?"

Jiang Yuyue clearly didn't intend to say anything more to him. Her eyes glanced at the pile of brand-new clothes in the corner of the courtyard. She was surprised by how quickly Song Jinglan had acted. Then she immediately looked at the patients resting in the courtyard and made a decision quite decisively.

“People who feel that their condition has improved come here to line up. After I and the person next to me check their pulse to confirm that they are well, they go to the medicinal bath, change into new clothes and go to another courtyard to avoid reinfection.”

As soon as these words were spoken, two lines immediately formed. Although Jiang Feili was extremely dissatisfied with being assigned work without her consent again, she didn't complain because she thought the important matter was more important.

Jiang Yuyue began to carefully examine the pulses of each patient. Although she looked exhausted, she was extremely focused when asking about their symptoms and taking their pulses, seemingly unaffected by fatigue.

Song Jinglan stood on the eaves with his arms crossed, observing her every move. He remembered that when he went to Guangyitang earlier, Shen Congshan said that He Wu hadn't slept all night, and now she had only rested for about an hour, yet she was already working so hard to treat these people again.

That's really going all out.

The He Wu that Song Jinglan saw with his own eyes these past few days was quite different from the image he had pieced together from the intelligence he had gathered from various sources.

Previously, He Wu was known to him as a shrewd and capable playboy who was obsessed with making money and doing business. But now, whether it was his generous gesture of waiving the cost of medicine and donating money out of his own pocket, or his dedication to treating strangers, these actions were completely unlike the person he knew before.

Song Jinglan's dark eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the intelligence presented by the secret guards was not entirely true.

"Thank you, brother, for treating our illness!"

A child lined up in front of Jiang Yuyue and carefully handed her a grasshopper woven from hemp stalks. "This is my favorite one. I'm giving it to you as a thank you gift!"

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Yuyue was slightly taken aback. The child in front of her looked to be about the same age as her Mo'er, but due to the war, he appeared somewhat thin and pale, though his eyes were full of sincerity.

Perhaps it was because she was a mother that she couldn't bear to see such things. Jiang Yuyue's heart softened, and she held the grasshopper and praised it very earnestly, "It looks so real! I wish I could make this too."

After saying this, Jiang Yuyue patted the child's head affectionately. "Then you have to drink your medicine obediently. Once you're fully recovered, you can teach me how to do it, okay?"

The child was overjoyed to see this and immediately nodded repeatedly, assuring her, "Okay! I'll definitely drink my medicine obediently! I'll definitely get better soon!"

This scene caught Song Jinglan's eye, and he keenly sensed the tenderness in her eyes, which immediately caused a look of surprise to flash across his face.

Although there are indeed men with delicate emotions in this world, the genuine feelings that He Wu unconsciously revealed rekindled a glimmer of hope in Song Jinglan's heart.

There are too many suspicious points about He Wu and his son, and he will not give up until everything is completely confirmed.

Thinking of this, Song Jinglan was no longer willing to stand by and watch, so she immediately jumped off the roof and walked in through the main gate of the courtyard.

Yueying noticed his arrival immediately, her expression showing a hint of surprise before she quickly composed herself.

Jiang Feili naturally saw him too. Without even guessing, he knew that this person must have come for He Wu again. He shook his head with a hint of helplessness, but the teasing in his words was still there.

"Oh, isn't this our general? What brings you to this place for inspection?"

Jiang Feili, who always seemed to thrive on chaos, wondered, "Could it be that the army's medicine is running low, and the general has come all this way just to ask for a bowl of medicine?"

Song Jinglan ignored him completely and made no attempt to conceal her purpose, walking directly toward Jiang Yuyue who was standing to the side.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Yuyue looked up and immediately met Song Jinglan's unreadable eyes, which made her inwardly cry out in alarm.

This person wasn't satisfied with questioning my maternal grandfather at Guangyi Hall, so now he's even come all the way here?