The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Jin Cheng remained in a coma even after Zhang Langzhong came to treat him.

Jin Dameng sat in the main seat with a dark and sullen face, while Jin Mao knelt below him, head bowed, not daring to look him in the eye.

Jin Dameng asked him, "Two days have passed. Have you found out what I asked you to investigate? Who exactly harmed my son?"

Large drops of sweat dripped from Jin Mao's forehead as he answered in a trembling voice, "Sir...and...we haven't found anything..."

Jin Mao tried to find excuses for his poor performance, and in a fit of rage, Jin Dameng threw the tea set on the table at Jin Mao.

"You idiot, you can't even handle this little thing. What kind of steward are you? You didn't even take good care of my son, and now you can't even find the murderer."

"Get out, you useless thing."

Jin Mao slunk away, closing the door behind him and leaving.

Who on earth is it? How dare they lay a hand on the young master? They really have the guts to go against the Jin family.

You caused me to get a lesson today, but if Jinmao finds me one day, I'll skin you alive.

Shen Jin sat leisurely in the gambling den, eating the fruit that Li Hao had brought over. "Master, have you heard? That fat pig young master of the Jin family still hasn't woken up! The servants of the Jin family have been asking around in town every day. How could they possibly find out? Dream on!"

Shen Jin picked up a fruit and put it in her mouth. It had been so long since she had seen Xiao Baicai. She wondered what he was doing now!

The weather is getting colder and colder, and Yin Baicai is making charcoal on the mountain with Zhang Cui and her husband and Wu Maoshan.

With the temperature dropping, there weren't many vegetables left in the fields, and Zhang Cui's husband was thinking of going to town to find some work!

Upon hearing this, Yin Baicai thought, "Isn't this a ready-made helper?"

Last time he went to town to ask about charcoal, he was looked down upon by the arrogant shopkeeper.

Once he's made the charcoal and attracted all the customers, let the blind shopkeeper cry!

Wu Maoshan's house has also been built to the edge of the village. Grandma Wu is in charge of cooking for them. The group is currently busy working on the mountain!

The trees on Wutong Mountain belong to everyone. Yin Baicai thought that she would need a lot of trees to make charcoal, so she spent some money to buy a piece of forest in the village to cut down.

Yin Baicai knew how to make charcoal, after all, he used to love watching videos.

Kiln firing is the most suitable method.

Yin Baicai had already asked the Ge brothers in the village to build the stone kiln for him.

Today is the day when it can be used.

After finishing breakfast early in the morning, Yin Baicai handed Li Mo over to Grandma Wu for care and then led Wu Maoshan and the others toward the mountain they had bought.

The group had a clear division of labor: Yin Baicai and Zhang Cui were responsible for neatly stacking the wood that Wu Maoshan and the others had cut into the stone kiln.

After filling the kiln with wood, leave only a chimney and an ignition port, and wait for the charcoal to burn.

The group worked until evening, and Zhang Cui asked worriedly, "Brother Cai, can this really be made into charcoal? I heard that it's very expensive in town."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I guarantee we'll make it. Then we won't be afraid of the cold in winter," Yin Baicai said confidently.

Looking at the confident and radiant Yin Baicai, Zhang Cui's worries dissipated. Cai-ge'er can do anything; this matter will definitely be accomplished.

When it gets cold, they can sell the charcoal and have a good New Year.

The weather has been getting colder lately, and there's hardly any vegetables left in the fields.

The three families bought this forest together, and they will split the profits equally.

Brother Cai is such a good man. I only helped him a few times, and he's already been so kind to my family. He even taught us how to make money. If anyone dares to say a bad word about Brother Cai, I'll tear their mouth apart.

"Alright, let's go back and have dinner. We've all had a long day," Yin Baicai called out.

Grandma Wu had prepared the meal early and stood at the door looking towards the opposite mountain. Finally, she saw the familiar figures of Yin Baicai and the others appear.

Seeing that it was Yin Baicai walking towards him, Li Mo ran towards him with cheerful steps.

“Mom, Momo has been a good girl and helped Grandma Wu with chores.” Li Mo hugged Yin Baicai’s leg and tilted her little head up.

Yin Baicai pinched his little nose, "My good boy is so great!"

Li Mo blushed with embarrassment.

As Jiang Ping instructed the servants to prepare for Master Huang's funeral, Lin Xing approached with Doctor Zhang.

Jiang Ping's expression froze for a moment, then she quickly recovered, "Since you, servant, have brought Doctor Zhang here, then quickly take him to the young lady's courtyard and let him see why you brought the master's courtyard here."

Lin Xing respectfully said, "Aunt Jiang, Uncle Nian said that the master can definitely be saved, and he asked me to quickly go and invite Doctor Zhang over to take a look."

Unable to contain her temper, He Sui pointed at Lin Xing and shouted, "How dare you, you ignorant servant! The master has already passed away, and you still want to disturb his peace!"

Seeing He Sui's actions, Lin Xing became even more certain that there was something fishy about Huang Yuanwai's death.

He was about to speak when a cold, weak voice came from inside, "Aunt He, I also want Doctor Zhang to examine Father and see why he passed away so suddenly."

When she spoke of her sad moments, Huang Lianxi shed tears.

He Sui's lips twitched for a moment, unsure how to stop it.

Jiang Ping secretly glared at Huang Lianxi. What a meddlesome brat! Go ahead and investigate. Anyway, my brother said that this medicine will definitely not be detected.

Besides, the master himself was mentally ill, so it's normal for him to suddenly pass away from a sudden heart attack, isn't it?

Jiang Ping wiped away the crocodile tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. "Since you want someone to see me, Miss, please invite Doctor Zhang in!"

Huang Lianxi went into her father's room first, approached the bedside with tears streaming down her face, and held his already cold hand.

"Father, you were perfectly fine when I left, how could this happen..."

Xiaoju helped the heartbroken Huang Lianxi up, saying, "Miss, please let Doctor Zhang take a look at the master!" She then helped her to the side.

Zhang He put down his medicine box early and sat down in front of Master Huang's bed.

The four diagnostic methods of a physician are observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation.

Zhang He looked at the clearly deceased Master Huang, checked his pulse, and sighed, "Master Huang is gone."

Just as Jiang Ping was about to raise her eyebrows in smugness, Zhang Langzhong's next words made her widen her eyes in disbelief.

"However, it's fortunate that he met me. Others would never have noticed. Before his death, Master Huang took a colorless and tasteless medicine. Taking this medicine was like a sudden attack of fire on the heart, causing him to die from heart failure."

As he spoke, Zhang He stood up and lifted Master Huang's eyelids to see what was going on.

"That's right, protruding eyeballs and bloodshot eyes are exactly the symptoms."

Before Jiang Ping could speak, He Sui, standing behind her, couldn't hold back any longer. Pointing at Zhang He, she said, "You quack! How dare you spout such nonsense! Throw him out! The master died of hysteria, and you insist it was poisoning. You couldn't even cure the master's hysteria last time, and you still dare to speak so arrogantly..."

Zhang He had never been insulted before. He cupped his hands to Huang Lianxi and said, "I have said all I need to say. Farewell."

Huang Lianxi, after all, was a young lady from a wealthy family. Observing Aunt He's behavior, she made up her mind.

He instructed Lin Xing to escort Doctor Zhang out.

Straighten his back, "Someone, keep an eye on Aunt He and Aunt Jiang."

They naturally knew who was the most important person in the mansion and immediately walked towards He Sui and the other person.

Jiang Ping shouted, "Master's body is barely cold, and you've already put us under guard? What are you up to..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face like raindrops.

"Auntie, you're overthinking it. I just wanted to find out the cause of my father's death. I apologize for any offense I may have caused."

As He Sui was being dragged away by the servants, she shouted, "Miss, how can you doubt us just because of what a quack doctor said? We're family!"

Huang Lianxi's eyes were indifferent.

Finally, there's some peace and quiet.

"Xiaoju, take the silver to the yamen, and I will make sure that the truth is revealed."

"Yes."