After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Yan Yun was picked up and carried forward.

The boy ran and searched for help.

"Miss, Miss is injured."

Even when someone led the way, the boy was still flustered, saying, "Miss, Miss is injured."

He seemed to only know this one sentence, and he kept repeating it.

Yan Yun's appearance surprised many people along the way. Yan Yun squinted slightly and saw only the sweat streaming down the boy's face. Although the journey was not long, he had not rested at all, which was why he was so tired.

Yan Yun thought of his deceased father, who had held him in his arms when he was a child, and that embrace was just as warm as it was now.

But the warmth is fleeting.

She could not forget the scene of her death, nor could she forget everything her mother had suffered.

She hates Zheng Jihua.

I hate him.

Zheng Jihua and the divine physician were treating each other when a servant rushed in to deliver a message.

"Master, Miss is injured."

This is not good news.

Zheng Jihua was about to get up when he fell to the ground. The servant who came in immediately reached out to help him up.

The divine physician immediately warned Zheng Jihua: "Lord Zheng, do not move around recklessly."

Zheng Jihua was helped up in a disheveled state, and grabbed the person next to her, demanding, "What happened to Ning'er?"

The attendant stared at the divine physician before him.

"Miss went somewhere and came back covered in blood. The old lady said that she would have someone invite a famous doctor to take a look before she could find out."

Upon hearing that Ning'er was covered in blood, Zheng Jihua looked at the divine physician and immediately said urgently, "Please, divine physician, go and examine Ning'er first."

He spoke hastily, and when he faced the old doctor, he immediately realized that he hadn't been very respectful in his speech, so he changed his tone.

"Please, divine physician, examine and treat Ning'er first."

Anyone would be fiercely protective of their child.

The renowned physician reassured him, "Lord Zheng, please remain calm and wait. I'll be right back."

Zheng Jihua was extremely grateful. "Please take good care of it, sir."

As soon as the miracle doctor left, Zheng Jihua's face turned gloomy again.

"Find someone to follow the divine doctor, and have someone come and deliver messages at any time. Go to the garden and have all the nannies who accompany the young lady come to see me."

"Yes."

The servants went out shakily, sensing that something was about to happen.

When the butler took Yan Yun from the boy's hands, the boy, who had never been to the front yard before, was stopped by the butler.

"Stop right there! How dare you enter a young lady's boudoir!"

The boy panicked for a moment and immediately lowered his head.

"Yes, I'm just worried about you, Miss."

"Worry and wait."

By the time the divine physician arrived, Yan Yun had already been cleaned up by the maids, and the bloodstains on the clothes that had been taken off were not hers.

The renowned doctor came and examined Yan Yun. Although his pulse was erratic, his breathing was smooth, and the minor abrasions on his face would heal soon.

"I'll prescribe a calming remedy, have someone prepare it and feed it to me."

The maid was somewhat uneasy.

"Doctor, is this all?"

"Yes."

When the miracle doctor left.

The boy stopped him.

When he passed by earlier, those people kept calling him a miracle doctor, and he stopped him abruptly because he wanted to know about the young lady's condition.

The miracle doctor turned his head to look at the person who had stopped him.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

"Miss, Miss, she..."

The doctor replied, "Don't worry about her." He should be more worried about himself than the person sleeping inside. Judging from his complexion, the boy was seriously ill. If he wasn't properly cared for, he might die before he even reached adulthood.

Thinking of this, he reached out and grabbed the boy's shoulder.

The boy immediately winced in pain, but realizing that this would be unseemly, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand to help him shut it up.

The doctor withdrew his hand without speaking, but then he heard the butler behind him start scolding him.

"This is not a place for you. Go back to the backyard."

The boy lowered his head and immediately walked back.

The miracle doctor stared at him for a second, and that one glance saved his life.

Zheng Jihua was ruthless, and she lost all sense of propriety when it came to Yan Yun's affairs. The nanny and several maids from the concubine's side knelt on the ground inside the room.

They dared not utter a sound, trembling with fear, both physically and mentally.

Zheng Jihua knew about the relationship between the concubine and the nanny. She usually indulged her, but if the nanny didn't care about Ning'er because she was a girl, she wouldn't be lenient with her, even if she was the concubine's mother.

“Ning’er is still young, and she only suffered minor injuries today. If Ning’er hadn’t come back today, you would all have been beaten to death.”

This is not a threat. All these maids have signed indentures, and even if they are beaten to death, no one will speak up for them.

The old nanny wouldn't speak either; her position wouldn't allow her to. Zheng Jihua was referring to the maids, not herself.

But Zheng Jihua wasn't just talking about these maids.

He told the nanny, "Nanny, if Ning'er does it again, you should leave the Zheng residence."

The old woman stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Sir, I..."

He wasn't even given a chance to explain.

Zheng Jihua immediately ordered the punishment: "Drag them away and give everyone twenty strokes of the cane, including you, Granny."

The old woman wanted to use the concubine's name as an excuse to say that if she were also punished, she would lose control of people in the future, but Zheng Jihua didn't give her much time to say anything.

Zheng Jihua pressed his legs.

"The miracle doctor is coming back soon, don't let him run into you."

After the maids all left.

As Zheng Jihua looked at her legs, increasingly strong thoughts echoed in her mind.

The miracle doctor came in from outside.

Zheng Jihua's face had already turned worried.

"Miracle Doctor, is Ning'er alright?"

"Lord Zheng, there's no need to worry. Miss will recover after a good night's rest."

Zheng Jihua was still worried and wanted to go, but now was not the right time.

I just hope this miracle doctor isn't just a name without substance, otherwise...

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

The doctor, unaware of the danger, continued to puncture the acupoints he had just targeted.

This night.

Yan Yun didn't sleep well; he was plagued by nightmares.

When the concubine saw that her nanny had disappeared and was never to return, she went out to look for her. She could stay far away from her child, but she couldn't leave her nanny by her side.

She went to the courtyard and heard crying, so she looked over.

The old woman was lying face down on the bench when someone next to her raised a wooden stick and smashed it down.

"Stop, stop!!"

The concubine rushed over to stop them, but to no avail.

A thick wooden stick, as thick as a wrist, landed squarely on the old woman's thick buttocks.

Solid and solid.

The old woman burst into tears.

The concubine strode forward and slapped the servant who had hit her.

"Who was she before? Someone you could beat up."

The person who was hit immediately lowered his head, eager to absolve himself of responsibility.

"The adults told us to do this."

The concubine was about to get angry when the nanny grabbed her hand.

"Madam, please calm down."

How could the concubine remain calm? "Given your current condition, I'm going to find Zheng Jihua."

The concubine blurted out his name.

The old lady's maid, Zhu Mama, appeared beside her like a ghost.

"The young mistress should try to control her temper."

The concubine's anger instantly turned into a cold sweat at the sound of Zhu Mama's voice. She turned her head and saw that Zhu Mama was standing next to her at some point.

"Zhu, Granny Zhu..."

Granny Zhu glanced at the concubine, then looked at the person still being punished, "Continue, the master told me to keep an eye on things."

The concubine pleaded for mercy.

“Granny Zhu, my nanny is too old, such a beating is too harsh.”

Granny Zhu was not involved.

"If the young mistress does not agree with the master's decision, she can go and talk to the master."

The concubine had always disapproved of her attitude and set off to find Zheng Jihua.

Granny Zhu said, "Miss Ning'er was injured today, and none of the maids and servants know anything about it. The young mistress is not worried about her own child, but she cares about a servant. Please think twice before asking the master."

The old woman grabbed the concubine's hand; she was just a couple of steps away from succeeding.

"Madam, you don't need to worry about this old woman. My body can still handle it."

Even though the concubine, Granny Qi, knew perfectly well what she was worried about, she still acted this way.

She felt wronged.

Granny Zhu did mention Yan Yun.

"Isn't the young mistress worried about the young lady's injury?"

The concubine glared angrily at Granny Zhu.

"I've already gone to see it."

Seeing the concubine's impatience, Granny Zhu realized that Zheng Jihua had misjudged her. She said no more and let the remaining maids continue to be punished.

The old woman endured the final punishment.

The concubine's tearful appearance made Zhu Mama even more suspicious. Why was she not going to see her own child lying in bed, but instead coming to see this old woman?

Granny Zhu examined it carefully, and the more she looked, the more she felt that there was something fishy going on.

After everyone had been punished, Granny Zhu treated it as a mere interlude. Now that she was by the old lady's side, she no longer had any responsibility for the affairs of the front yard. Although she felt regretful, she also knew that she couldn't be greedy.

She got up and left.

After she left, the concubine stared at her retreating figure, then looked at the unconscious nanny and said hatefully, "I won't let her get away with this."

The concubine was also clueless; Zheng Jihua was the one who punished people, but the concubine took out all her anger on Granny Zhu.

However, the concubine, as a mother, was indeed not wise.

Zheng Jihua's men went to Yan Yun's room seven or eight times in an hour, each time wanting to hear a personal answer. Meanwhile, the concubine was busy taking care of the injured nanny.

After Yan Yun woke up, she naturally remembered what happened yesterday, but she remained silent and did not answer anyone who asked her, not even giving a response.