The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 269 Suspense

It is undoubtedly an ideal household item for rural families. I remember when I was collecting herbs in the mountains, almost every household I stayed with had similar utensils, which were light and convenient.

The light bulb in her heart called "making money" lit up instantly, and Shen Yan said to her mother with a smile: "Mom, you take a rest first, and leave the water fetching to me."

After he finished speaking, he quickly slipped out the door, leaving Zhao confused and disoriented by this sudden change.

Shen Yan came outside, casually broke off a few willow branches, returned home and lit a few pieces of charcoal, then spread out the booklet and began to sketch. On the side, Yuan Yuan carefully poked her head out of Song Yunfeng and Shen Yan's room, peeked curiously, and then quickly retracted it.

"Brother, my sister-in-law seems to be designing a prescription." Yuanyuan whispered to Song Yunfeng, her tone full of confusion.

"......Yeah." Song Yunfeng responded simply, his voice low and tired.

Yuanyuan pouted, feeling a little disappointed that her elder brother, although he asked about her observations, did not continue the conversation. Her mother asked her to help look after her elder brother, but this elder brother was silent and made people feel particularly bored.

"Yuanyuan...I feel a little uncomfortable." Song Yunfeng suddenly spoke.

"Ah? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Yuanyuan asked hurriedly with concern, her round eyes fixed on Song Yunfeng, afraid of missing any details.

"...I can't explain it, I just feel uncomfortable all over..."

"Maybe your back is itchy and you need me to scratch it?" Yuanyuan offered.

"It's not because of this." Song Yunfeng shook his head slightly, his eyes gentle.

Yuanyuan looked around, trying to find out what was wrong, but she found that her elder brother was lying on the bed, with a straight posture, and there was nothing unusual. Finally, her eyes fell on the wound that was wrapped in layers.

The corners of Song Yunfeng's mouth rose slightly, as if he saw through her thoughts.

"Brother, I understand. Your wound is healing. My sister-in-law once mentioned that your whole body will itch when it heals, but this is actually a sign that your body is recovering well. You don't have to worry too much."

Song Yunfeng looked at her quietly with complicated eyes.

After a moment, he sighed softly: "How can a wound heal so quickly? I'd better trouble you to ask my sister-in-law to take a look."

"Oh, okay, I'll call her right away!" Yuanyuan agreed, ran out of the room, and soon led Shen Yan back into the house.

Shen Yan still held the booklet and charcoal pencil in her hands. When she heard that Song Yunfeng was unwell, she frowned slightly, worried whether he had fever again. The first thing she did when she entered the room was to reach out and touch his forehead to check his temperature.

Fortunately, everything is normal.

"What exactly feels wrong?" Shen Yan asked with concern.

Song Yunfeng looked at Yuanyuan who was following closely beside him, and a hint of gentle fatigue flashed in his eyes.

"It's hard to describe. I feel an inexplicable emptiness in my heart. I can't sleep well at night. I always feel like something is unresolved."

"It's natural for your body to feel weak after losing a lot of blood. Your poor sleep may be due to the shock. Don't always think about what happened that day. You will get better slowly if you take care of yourself." Shen Yan comforted him.

"Oh." Song Yunfeng responded, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

Shen Yan opened the booklet again and continued to immerse herself in drawing. Yuan Yuan crowded beside her with curiosity, leaning her little head close to her.

"Sister-in-law, what are you drawing?" she asked, pointing to the pattern on the drawing that looked like a wooden barrel.

"A special kettle for boiling water." Shen Yan explained patiently.

"Why do you want to draw this?" Yuanyuan became more and more curious.

"Well, I can't tell you now." Shen Yan winked at her and said mysteriously, "You have to keep things secret to make things go smoothly. Talking too much can easily lead to mistakes."

In fact, Shen Yan was worried about whether this idea could be truly transformed into actual profits. If it failed, she would rather make it public in advance and become a joke!

Yuanyuan pouted in dissatisfaction: "Why does my sister-in-law speak in the same style as my brother?"

The little head was full of confusion.

"Sister-in-law, I, I want to learn medicine from you." Yuanyuan spoke with some trepidation. The scene of being rejected last time was still vivid in her mind. She didn't know whether her sister-in-law would agree to teach her this time.

Shen Yan looked at the little girl in front of her without showing much surprise. Recently, Yuanyuan and she have been getting closer and closer, and she is particularly careful when sorting out the herbs, even more serious than Yi Ge'er. If she really has this kind of heart, her comprehension should not be bad.

"As long as you are willing to study hard, I will teach you." Shen Yan gently touched Yuanyuan's head and gave encouragement.

Yuanyuan felt the warmth, her tense mood eased, and her eyes became more determined.

"I think that after I learn medical skills, I can take care of my mother when she gets sick or my older brother gets hurt. Besides, I think being a doctor is cool."

"Just like when my sister-in-law saved my older brother, she seemed to be surrounded by light. I also want to be that kind of person."

"Light..." Shen Yan repeated this sentence, "Do you know why you feel this way?"

Yuanyuan looked confused and shook her head like a rattle.

"At that time, I devoted myself to treating your family. The hope and gratitude in your eyes made you regard me as a savior. But imagine -" Shen Yan suddenly changed the subject, and stopped talking, leaving a meaningful suspense.

"If I fail to bring those endangered people back to the other side of life, will you still feel that I am surrounded by the light of glory? Perhaps then, the gratitude in your heart will be replaced by resentment, thinking that I have deprived your loved ones of their lives, and seeing me as a murderer and a demon. You may feel an urge to beat me up, curse me, or even want to end my life to relieve the hatred in your heart."

"No, no, I will never do that..." After hearing this, Yuanyuan's heartstrings suddenly tightened and panic surged into her heart like a tide.

Song Yunfeng has deeply understood the deep meaning behind Shen Yan's words. The approval flashing in his wise eyes becomes stronger and stronger, as if he is affirming a kind of open-mindedness and responsibility that transcends life and death.

"Don't worry. I am only showing you a path to life. If you choose the path of medicine, you will shoulder not only the joys and sorrows of a single family, but also the weight of the warmth and coldness of the entire world."

"If you can bring the patient back to life, the patient's family will undoubtedly regard you as the Bodhisattva who saves the suffering; but if you fail to do so, the praise you once received may instantly turn into a sharp dagger, followed by misunderstandings and blame, and may even endanger your own safety. Because in the face of the grief of losing a loved one, too many people cannot remain rational and calm."

“The road of medicine is long and I hope you can think carefully again. But please remember that once you embark on this journey, there is no turning back. If you lack the determination to burn your boats, don’t set out rashly, so as not to waste your precious youth.”