Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 104 There’s No Need for a Grand Salute

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 There’s No Need for a Grand Salute

There was a dissenting voice within the crowd, and Yun Yue’s steps paused. She turned her head to glance at the person who had spoken, then her gaze fell on those thanking her.

The entire corridor was filled with intensive care patients, some standing by the doors, others leaning against the windows, their expressions sincere.

A beautiful curve formed on her lips—her stance was both cool and ruffian-like, with a hint of a smile in her eyes: "My mission is accomplished, it’s time to leave. You all listen to the doctors, stay in good spirits, and strive to go home early to celebrate New Year with your family."

"Goodbye, Dr. Yun."

"Goodbye, Dr. Yun, we’ll miss you."

Yun Yue turned to leave, waving to them with her back turned, as a farewell.

She had never expected that they would come out to send her off.

After she left, the old woman who had spoken earlier said sharply and harshly, "I really don’t understand why you are all so grateful to her. She’s a doctor—curing patients is her duty. Moreover, the hospital is still short-staffed. I’ve been waiting for so long and no one has come to treat me. She has the audacity to leave; what about medical ethics!"

Many cast a glance at her, sometimes social morals deteriorate because of old people like her, exploiting their seniority. Some return to their own hospital rooms, not wanting to deal with her.

But there were those who couldn’t hold back and retorted.

"Dr. Yun is not a professional doctor, but her expertise surpasses even the hospital director. She’s just here to help and, I heard, she’s still a student. She’s the primary contributor to the development of the medication. Without her, we would have died a long time ago."

"Exactly! I was at death’s door, but it was Dr. Yun who gave me hope to live. The previous month, out of the twenty-four hours in a day, she only slept for four hours. Sometimes, she wouldn’t sleep for two days and two nights straight, collapsing from exhaustion. But upon waking up, she continued researching the medication and treating us."

"Now that she’s leaving, it means the medication has been developed. We have no reason and no right to morally blackmail her. Don’t let me hear you speak ill of Dr. Yun again, or I’ll be the first to confront you!"

"Yeah! Watch your words, or you’ll bring about misfortune!"

Everyone in the hallway glared at her. Some older people become willful as they age—trapped in their little hospital rooms, they still stayed up-to-date with the outside world via their cellphones.

Some elderly people, as ignorant as this woman, despite having been infected with the virus and turning to a red code, still recklessly flocked to crowded public places, infecting a large number of people.

A scourge on society!

The old woman never expected that her few words would stir up such defense from so many people, looking as if they wanted to devour her, promptly shutting her mouth, not daring to speak again.

This was the first time in a long while that Yun Yue had left the hospital doors. The snow outside was heavy, the snowflakes beautiful.

She couldn’t help but reach out to catch them; the six-petaled snowflake landed in the palm of her hand, quickly melting into water from her body’s warmth.

Not just once had the snow of Lan City captivated her—this pure and flawless mantle was truly beautiful.

"Miss Yun, you’ve worked hard," the assistant sincerely thanked her. From those patients, one could tell she was truly wonderful. As Wei Guohang’s assistant, he had only heard of her medical skills. During this epidemic, he witnessed them firsthand.

The medication was her discovery, truly remarkable.

His own mother had been infected by the virus, and it was she who had treated her. She had already safely been discharged.

Yun Yue gazed down at the snow water in her hand—her tender palm showing a weariness beyond her years, some calluses present. She gently curled her lips in a wry smile.

Once in the car, the streets had few passing vehicles, only some sanitation workers and volunteers were clearing the snow, along with the patrolling police.

The whole of Lan City was very quiet, as if in hibernation.

The heater was on in the car; a layer of fog covered the glass windows. She drew a snowflake with her index finger. Suddenly, Xiao Chen’s breathtaking visage appeared in her mind, two months absent yet somehow inexplicably clear.

She thought it must have been because he was good-looking—in the end, she was a sucker for a pretty face!

The assistant took her to the front gate of the Lin Family home and then left. She stood there dumbfounded for a long while, her gaze inadvertently catching sight of the vegetable garden inside and freezing in surprise—it had to be her grandmother’s handiwork.

Bok choy and radishes had been planted; this lawn was quite valuable—it was a pity, really.

She rang the doorbell, and the family, who had just finished preparing the meal, was startled by the sound.

Liu Lanfang, holding a dish, came out of the kitchen, "It must be those two back to exchange more vegetables. Who knows what they’ll bring to swap this time."

Lin Xuanze looked at the meat on the table, saliva pooling in his mouth. Thanks to those two vegetable exchangers, he was lucky to have meat in his meals every day during such special times. In just a short half-month, he had already gained twenty pounds.

"I’ll go." Lin Xuanze changed his shoes and ran out, his heart brimming with glee at the prospect of more meat.

He dashed out the door and, at the sight of that arrogant figure standing not far away, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his feet slipped, sending him tumbling right up to the iron gate.

"..."

Yun Yue looked down at him, her eyebrows arching slightly, and a hint of a sneer in her eyes as she lightly said with a smile, "It’s not New Year’s yet—you didn’t have to go to such lengths."

Lin Xuanze touched his sore behind and grimaced. Who knew it would be so slippery outside!

It was all her fault!

Nothing good ever happened when she was around!

He had wanted to welcome her home, but now he wished he could leave her standing outside.

He pushed himself up with the help of the iron gate and opened it with a scowl, embarrassing himself in front of her once again.

Ah, such frustration!

He clenched his teeth as he walked into the house, and recalling that scene made his face even darker, "Mom, your little cotton-padded jacket is back."

"What little cotton-padded jacket! You’re like a threadbare convertible, leaking air everywhere!" Lin Xiang scolded him without reserve, suffering his antics for the past two months.

"..."

It was over. Even when Yun Yue wasn’t there, he had no status. And now that she was back, could this family even accommodate him anymore?

"Hey, who’s that following behind you? You know we’re not allowing outsiders in the house..." As Lin Xiang heard movement at the entrance, she curiously walked over, only to widen her eyes in shock, and slowly, her face filled with joy, "Yue... Yueyue! You’re back! Auntie has missed you so much!"

Lin Xiang ran over and gave her a big hug—indeed, her little cotton-padded jacket!

So warm when embraced.

"Miss is back!" Sister Li exclaimed with joy as she ran out from the kitchen, her face beaming with a smile. Liu Lanfang’s eyes and brows also seemed to smile; she had returned quite quickly.

Yun Zhonghai also stood up from the sofa, his gaze fixed on her, with a little smile in his dark eyes, "Good to have you back."

He had recently heard from Lin Xiang that she had gone to the hospital to treat patients; she had been so quiet about going to such a dangerous place, and he couldn’t help but admire her from the bottom of his heart.

The medical staff this year were all heroes—without them, who knows how many families would be shattered. At that moment, he inexplicably felt a surge of pride and honor.

His mother had raised her well. As a father, he was the one who hadn’t done right by her. It was normal for her not to be close to him.