Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 930: Sinister Intentions, A Chance Encounter on the Street (3)

Chapter 930: Chapter 930: Sinister Intentions, A Chance Encounter on the Street (3)

It turned out that Cui Qingrou’s concerns were not unfounded. No sooner had she stepped out of Old Lady Cui’s courtyard than the maid she had sent to follow Cui Pingan hurried over to her.

The maid knelt on the ground with a thud, begging for forgiveness, "Miss, Seventh Master ran out by himself, and he injured the gatekeeper who tried to stop him. I failed to persuade him, please punish me!"

"What, Xiaoqi ran out?" Cui Qingrou’s complexion changed, and there was no time to assign blame, "Quickly, call people to search outside the mansion; we must find Seventh Master."

"Yes, Miss!" The maid quickly got up and rushed to the front courtyard to call people.

Worried about her nephew, who didn’t know his way around and was out alone, Cui Qingrou rubbed the corners of her forehead and said to another maid, "Go and summon everyone from my courtyard, they will all come with me to search outside the mansion."

The maid immediately left, and soon more than ten maids and old women who served Cui Qingrou were assembled.

Cui Qingrou ordered everyone to search separately, while she took two personal maids and went in a different direction, hoping to find him as soon as possible.

Mo Yan left Du’s Medical Hall, and the sun had already begun to set in the west. This time, she had delivered the prepared medicinal materials and, at Doctor Du’s request, had taken the pulse of patients that came to the hall. Mindful of her reputation, Doctor Du had arranged for only women and children to be treated.

There were many patients today, and she had been busy without realizing it. Fortunately, the results were good. Not only did her skill in pulse-taking improve, but she could also prescribe medicine for common ailments like headaches and fever. Her precision in using medicine had impressed Doctor Du greatly, reaffirming his belief that his disciple had a natural talent for medicine and was excellent material for learning.

Unbeknownst to him, in preparation for the great plague that would strike in a decade, Mo Yan had been utilizing the time difference with the outside world in her Space, often confining herself there to study medicine rigorously. She had spent the better part of the hot summer this way.

Moreover, with the assistance of Xuetuan who used his Spiritual Power to create "patients" indistinguishable from real people, it would have been a real shame had she not made any progress.

Sitting on the coachman’s seat of her carriage, Mo Yan was leisurely heading towards the city gate when she encountered a traffic jam halfway there, or more precisely, a crowd of onlookers that had blocked the road, making it impossible for the carriage to pass.

Mo Yan had no interest in joining the crowd and did not get off the carriage. However, as she moved forward, the blockage worsened, and eventually, Da HongZao could barely move. It was too late to retreat and take another route.

With no choice, Mo Yan got off the carriage, leading Da HongZao while trying to get the people blocking the road to make way, inching forward slowly.

"Goodness, this lad is a fool, offering up such fine items for nothing, refusing to enjoy such blessings. If I had his wealth, I’d have taken that beauty who’s selling herself to bury her father home long ago."

"Psh, with that Tiger Mother at your house, if you dared bring that beauty home, she’d eat you alive! Haha!"

"Hey, I’m just saying, please don’t tell my Tiger Mother, or you’ll be one brother short to drink with."

"Haha, don’t worry, brother, I’m not that kind of person..."

Hearing the conversation between the two men, Mo Yan subconsciously glanced into the crowd. However, standing on tiptoes, she could only see a sea of heads, so she gave up and continued to push forward.

"Miss, I really don’t have anything valuable on me anymore. What I’ve given you should be enough to bury your father, please don’t cling to me, my family doesn’t lack for maids."

Surrounded by the crowd, Cui Pingan regretted his impulsive decision to intervene as he looked at the girl kneeling before him, clutching the hem of his clothes and weeping profusely. It reminded him of the girl he liked, and now he couldn’t seem to extricate himself from the situation. Surrounded by the crowd, Cui Pingan regretted his impulsive decision to intervene as he looked at the girl kneeling before him, clutching the hem of his clothes and weeping profusely. It reminded him of the girl he liked, and now he couldn’t seem to extricate himself from the situation.