"So fragrant!" Qi Wen followed the smell and came out. He leaned over to Xiao Jingcheng's side. "Brother Jing, what delicious dishes do we have today?"
Xiao Jingcheng gave him a cold look, stuffed the things in his hands to him, and turned away.
Qi Wen carried two heavy food boxes and shrank his shivering neck. He murmured, "Who offended him this time? I should have said nothing wrong. Alas, Brother Jing has such a bad temper..."
Xiao Jingcheng didn't know why he was so angry.
Before closing the door when he got back to his room, he deliberately glanced at the well. Ye Wanmian didn't even notice him. She just stood with her back to him, not even turning her head.
He paced restlessly in the room, from one corner to the other and back again, trying to calm himself down.
However, the image of the two of them washing dishes together always uncontrollably popped up in front of his eyes.
He was eager to rush out immediately, insert himself between them, and block their view of each other.
He also knew that if he dared to do so, he would surely be kicked hard and slapped by a certain woman.
Thinking of Dahuang, the dog that had wagged its tail and stuck out its tongue, enthusiastically pouncing on them when they got home, he felt for the first time that he was even inferior to that dog.
Even when it deliberately caused trouble, she wouldn't scold it. Instead, she would stroke its head, kiss its ears, and even hold the dog in her arms, feeling its soft...
A sudden heat rushed to his nose. Xiao Jingcheng stared in shock as he raised his hand to touch his nose. Sure enough, his hand was covered in blood!
Outside the room, no one knew how embarrassed Xiao Jingcheng was at this moment.
Ye Wanmian really didn't notice Xiao Jingcheng's strange behavior. At this moment, standing together with Mo Zhizhang washing the dishes, the same thought popped up in her mind again.
"Ahem." She cleared her throat and casually asked, "I wonder where Uncle used to live and where you opened your medical clinic?"
Mo Zhizhang looked up at her and smiled. "I'm a person who hates constraints. I've been a traveling doctor. I'd save those patients who I took a fancy to. I've never opened a medical clinic and have no fixed abode."
Ye Wanmian was stunned and frowned slightly. How did Master get in touch with Uncle? Did the two brothers have some kind of telepathy?
As if sensing Ye Wanmian's doubts, Mo Zhizhang added, "However, not long ago, I encountered an epidemic in a village west of Dongli Town. I stayed there for nearly three months. Because of this epidemic, I exchanged a few letters with my senior brother."
Ye Wanmian's frown relaxed. "I see."
She had something on her mind and didn't notice the words "west of Dongli Town" in Mo Zhizhang's words at all.
She asked again, "Does our master have a fixed place? Where is Grandmaster now? Uncle, don't think I'm being annoying. Master never told me anything about our master."
Mo Zhizhang smiled. "Your grandmaster also hates constraints. After he sent me out of the mountain, he went traveling around the world. Even I don't know where he is now."
These high - level masters are really strange. They don't like to stay in one place and prefer to travel around.
However, Ye Wanmian could understand. A person who could teach doctors as skilled as Master and Uncle might be a famous doctor through the ages. If he stayed in one place, I'm afraid the patients would break down his door.
Seeing that they were almost done washing the dishes, Ye Wanmian bit her lower lip and said, "Actually, I have an impertinent request."
Mo Zhizhang said, "We're all family. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."
Ye Wanmian said, "It's not really a difficulty. I haven't completed my apprenticeship yet and my medical skills are still lacking. Although I can feel the pulse and prescribe medicine, I can only treat some common diseases. I can't handle more difficult cases."
"When I met Uncle Li, he had a severe cold. After I saved him, his condition stabilized. But on the day before Uncle came, for some reason, he suddenly coughed up blood and fell into a coma."
Ye Wanmian stopped what she was doing and her expression became a bit more solemn.
She told Mo Zhizhang the pulse condition she had felt at that time. "I don't know what disease Uncle Li has. Master is not in Dongli Town now. Fortunately, Uncle, you're here. Could you find an opportunity to take a look at Uncle Li?"
Mo Zhizhang frowned imperceptibly and then relaxed it before Ye Wanmian noticed. He said gently, "I see. I don't know if I can diagnose it either. I'll just find an opportunity to give it a try. But, niece, don't have too high hopes. I may not be able to diagnose the cause of the disease."
Ye Wanmian nodded. "It doesn't matter. Just do your best."
After Xiao Jingcheng returned to his room, Qi Wen took out all the dishes from the food boxes and placed them on the table one by one.
When Li Zhao came to the backyard, Ye Wanmian and Mo Zhizhang passed by him one after another, holding the wet dishes.
"Uncle Li, you're just in time. Dinner will be ready soon." Ye Wanmian said with a smile. There was no trace of worry on her face, so Li Zhao didn't notice anything.
Li Zhao responded and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
Ye Wanmian said, "No need. Uncle Li, you're still weak. Sit down quickly."
Qi Wen also persuaded him, and only then did Li Zhao sit down at the table.
Noticing that there seemed to be one person missing in the yard, Li Zhao looked around. His gaze fell on the closed door. For some reason, he let out a soft laugh and gently shook his head.
After a while, Ye Wanmian and Mo Zhizhang, who had prepared everything, came to the dinner table one after another. She said with a smile, "Since Uncle didn't tell me what flavors you like today, I ordered all the signature dishes that the guests often order in the restaurant. See if you like them?"
Mo Zhizhang lifted his lips, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. "I'm not picky. The dishes you've chosen all look delicious, niece."
Qi Wen laughed. "It's good not to be picky. Except for Brother Jing, we're all not picky here. Brother Jing has a cleanliness fetish. It's absolutely impossible for him to help Sister Jiang wash the dishes like Doctor Mo."
Inside the room, Xiao Jingcheng, who was both picky and had a cleanliness fetish, almost cracked the corner of the table when he heard Qi Wen's words.
This guy Qi Wen, if he can't speak, he'd better shut up.
Not in the mood to care what the others were talking about outside, Xiao Jingcheng looked at his ruined vermilion clothes and the other two clothes he had just bought on the table. He expressionlessly untied his belt.
Outside the room, after Qi Wen said that, he subconsciously shrank his head and glanced at Xiao Jingcheng's room.
He was afraid that the next moment, someone would rush out of the room and choke him.
By now, it was completely dark. Ye Wanmian hung lanterns around the table. The warm yellow light added a touch of warmth to the small courtyard.
Ye Wanmian looked back at the closed door behind her and deliberately said loudly, "Dinner is ready. If you don't eat now, the food will get cold."