Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

Hidden retaliation, upholding the true meaning

The night was as dark as ink, and the crackling of the campfire was exceptionally clear in the quiet camp, like an uneasy heartbeat.

Su Yunlan embraced Xiao Yuhan, feeling the warmth emanating from him, but a strange chill rose in her heart.

She felt as if a pair of venomous snake eyes were watching her intently from the shadows, and that malice corroded her nerves like venom.

Her gaze swept across the crowd subtly, finally settling on the direction where Dr. Qian had disappeared.

The chilling aura emanating from that person as they left still sends shivers down her spine, even now, when she recalls it.

She knew that Doctor Qian wouldn't give up easily; the jealousy and hatred in his eyes were like an abyss, sending chills down her spine.

The people in the camp were still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster. Noisy laughter and children playing together created a peaceful and harmonious scene.

But this liveliness contrasted sharply with the unease in Su Yunlan's heart, as if separated by an invisible film, making her feel as if she were in another world, isolated and helpless.

She tightened her embrace around Xiao Yuhan, feeling his strong muscles, which barely suppressed her unease. She had to be on high alert to protect herself and those around her.

The next morning, as the sun rose, it bathed the earth in a golden glow.

As usual, Su Yunlan arrived at the medical tent early to prepare for her day's work.

But when she lifted the tent flap, the sight before her eyes instantly ignited her anger.

The medicinal herbs were carelessly discarded on the ground, scattered in a mess, with various powders mixed together, making them unrecognizable.

Some commonly used medicines, such as hemostatic powder and antipyretic pills, have disappeared without a trace. Even the ointment she carefully prepared was carelessly smeared on the corner of the table, which is truly outrageous.

The tent was filled with a strong smell of herbs, mixed with a faint sour and rotten odor, which was nauseating.

Su Yunlan's anger spread like wildfire, instantly engulfing her entire body. Her hands clenched into fists, her nails almost piercing her palms.

who is it?

Who is so despicable as to do something so harmful to others and themselves?

Her gaze was like a sharp sword, sweeping across every corner, trying to find any clues.

She knew that this was done deliberately by someone to obstruct her treatment and achieve ulterior motives.

She forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath, and tried to quell the anger surging within her.

Her gaze slowly fell on the medicine box that Dr. Qian often used, and she already had the answer in her heart.

"It seems some people just can't hold back any longer." Su Yunlan's voice was soft, yet carried a chilling edge. She turned and walked away from the medical tent with firm steps.

Su Yunlan did not make a fuss immediately, but instead began her investigation quietly.

She first checked the footprints around the tent and found that, in addition to her and a few helpers, there was a pair of footprints that did not belong to them.

The shoe prints were somewhat worn, as if the person often walked at night, and Su Yunlan silently noted them down.

She carefully examined the scattered herbs and found that some commonly used herbs had been scattered on the ground in a regular manner, with a somewhat deliberate touch.

She found a little bit of residual powder among some of the damaged medicinal herbs. She gently rubbed it between her fingertips, held it to her nose, and smelled a faint bitter almond scent. This was a medicinal herb that Dr. Qian often used.

She had already made up her mind. She turned to look at Xiao Yuhan, who was talking to Hunter Chen not far away. When his eyes met Su Yunlan, they instantly softened, like clear stream water.

He seemed to sense something and nodded slightly to her.

Su Yunlan knew that they didn't need words; a single glance was enough for them to understand each other's feelings.

Xiao Yuhan came to Su Yunlan's side, took the powder from her hand, and carefully examined it.

His tall figure stood in front of the tent, like a reliable barrier, blocking the slightly cool morning breeze and giving her silent support.

They were like well-coordinated comrades, able to understand each other's intentions with just a glance.

With Xiao Yuhan's assistance, Su Yunlan quickly found the medicine bottle that Doctor Qian had hidden. The bottle still had his distinctive ointment smell, which undoubtedly became the most direct evidence.

Su Yunlan decided to stop holding back. She cleared her throat and gathered everyone in front of the medical tent.

She calmly surveyed the people present, her gaze finally settling on Dr. Qian.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to announce." Her voice was cold and clear, carrying an undeniable authority that instantly silenced the previously noisy scene.

She laid out the evidence before everyone: the worn-out shoes, the scattered medicinal herbs, the powder with a bitter almond smell, and the bottle stained with ointment. All the evidence pointed to Doctor Qian.

Doctor Qian's face turned pale instantly. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but found himself powerless to refute.

"It wasn't me, I...I don't know anything!" he tried to deny it, his eyes darting around as he frantically denied it.

"Enough!" Xiao Yuhan shouted coldly, his voice booming like a bell, making everyone present tremble.

"You despicable scoundrel, how dare you frame my wife! What else do you have to say!" His gaze was as cold as a knife, shooting at Doctor Qian as if he wanted to skin him alive.

Once everyone saw the truth, they all looked at Doctor Qian with disdain, and even Magistrate Wu, who usually didn't like to cause trouble, frowned.

They were already dissatisfied with Doctor Qian's jealousy of Su Yunlan's medical skills, and now that they learned he was so despicable, they were even more furious.

Hunter Chen stepped forward, grabbed Doctor Qian by the collar, and roared, "You scoundrel, how dare you destroy life-saving medicinal herbs! I'll beat you to death!"

Under the condemnation and expulsion of the crowd, Doctor Qian left the medical affairs in a disheveled state, his previous arrogance completely gone.

Su Yunlan watched his fleeing figure and felt a sense of satisfaction.

The matter was over, but she remained vigilant.

She knew that Doctor Qian was just a small fry; the real mastermind was probably still lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Xiao Yuhan gently stroked Su Yunlan's hair, his eyes full of tenderness, as if all the noise and commotion in the world had nothing to do with them.

"You've worked so hard." His deep voice carried a hint of heartache; he knew how much pressure Su Yunlan had been under.

Su Yunlan leaned against him, feeling his broad and warm chest, and a sense of security welled up inside her.

She gently shook her head. "It's alright, I can handle it." Their interaction drew envy from the onlookers.

Hunter Chen scratched his head and sighed, "Brother Xiao is so lucky to have married such a capable wife."

After watching Dr. Qian leave, Su Yunlan's gaze fell on the damaged medical tent.

The scattered medicinal herbs, the mixed medicinal powder, and the sour, rotten smell in the air all gave her a headache.

The exiled groups already lacked medical resources, and this situation has only worsened their already dire situation.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the agitation in her heart.

The road ahead is long, and she must find a way to make up for these losses as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Su Yunlan tapped her fingers lightly on the table, her thoughts racing.

She looked around and her gaze fell on a grove of trees not far away.

The area is lush with vegetation, so perhaps some alternative medicinal herbs can be found there.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart.

"Yunlan, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Yuhan noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern.

Su Yunlan looked up at him and gave him a faint smile. "I was thinking, maybe we can go to that grove of trees and see if we can find some useful medicinal herbs."

Xiao Yuhan nodded. "I'll go with you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

Just then, Magistrate Wu's advisor, Master Ma, came over with a fawning smile on his face. "Madam Su, Magistrate Wu requests your presence."

Su Yunlan frowned slightly, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

She had no connection with Magistrate Wu, so why was he suddenly contacting her?

"I understand, I'll go right away." Su Yunlan suppressed her doubts and said to Master Ma.

She turned to look at Xiao Yuhan, "Wait for me at the camp, I'll be back soon."

Xiao Yuhan grasped her hand, his eyes resolute, "I'll go with you."

Su Yunlan wanted to say something, but Xiao Yuhan interrupted her, "Don't worry, I won't let him make things difficult for you."

Su Yunlan felt a warmth in her heart, nodded, and went with him to Magistrate Wu's tent.

Just as they reached the tent entrance, they heard Magistrate Wu's voice from inside, "...Someone must take responsibility for this incident..."

As Su Yunlan and Xiao Yuhan entered Magistrate Wu's tent, a strong smell of perfume mixed with the stench of sweat hit them, almost making Su Yunlan cover her nose.

Magistrate Wu, with his fat head and large ears, was reclining on a chair covered with a tiger skin, holding an exquisite wine pot in his hand, taking sips from time to time.

Master Ma, like a lapdog, stood bowing to the side, holding a palm-leaf fan and diligently fanning him.

Upon seeing Su Yunlan and Xiao Yuhan enter, Magistrate Wu put down his wine pot, sat up straight, and said with a forced smile, "Madam Su, Fourth Brother Xiao, please have a seat."

After Su Yunlan and Xiao Yuhan sat down, Magistrate Wu cleared his throat and said, "I called you here today to discuss something about medicinal herbs." He paused, his gaze falling on Su Yunlan, "Although Doctor Qian's medical skills were not superb, he was quite dedicated. Now that he has been driven away, the camp is short of doctors and medicine. What should we do?"

Su Yunlan sneered inwardly. Magistrate Wu's words were clearly an attempt to shift the blame onto her.

She replied calmly, "My lord, there is no need to worry. I have found some alternative medicinal materials, which are sufficient to deal with the current situation."

"Magistrate Wu," he said dismissively, clearly not believing Su Yunlan's words.

Su Yunlan didn't explain further. Under the cover of night, she slipped into the space.

The space was filled with a dazzling array of medicinal herbs, offering everything imaginable.

She selected some commonly used medicinal herbs and prepared some commonly used medicines before leaving the space satisfied.

The next morning, Su Yunlan distributed the prepared medicinal herbs and medicines to everyone and patiently taught them some basic medical knowledge.

The exiles were initially worried about Dr. Qian's departure, but now that they saw Su Yunlan had not only solved the problem of medicinal herbs but was also willing to teach them medicine, they were filled with gratitude.

"Lady Su is truly kind-hearted!"

"Yes, what would we do without her!"

Praises poured in, further enhancing Su Yunlan's prestige within the exile group.

However, the good times didn't last long. As evening fell, a rumor began to quietly spread throughout the camp.

"Have you heard? Magistrate Wu said that Madam Su is hiding medicinal herbs and refuses to use them to treat patients..."

"Really? Madam Su doesn't seem like that kind of person..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, or Magistrate Wu might hear you..."

Hearing these rumors, Su Yunlan was filled with rage. "Magistrate Wu, what exactly are you trying to do?!"