The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 472 - 472 472 Make it...Clearer

Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Make it…Clearer Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Make it…Clearer But to their surprise, it was a young girl.

“Indeed, I am.” Lin Caisang nodded.

“Could you direct me to the patient, Grand General Zhi?”

“Oh.”

Only then did Zhi Lingyang react, hurriedly ushering Lin Caisang and Ya Molian into the mansion.

In the general’s house, there were naturally fewer formalities. Ya Molian escorted Lin Caisang all the way in, not backing out even when inside, or when she saw Jin An’an.

“Sister, sister, this is the medicine lady who healed Elder Princess. She’s here to treat your injury.” Jin Lele dashed over to her sister’s side the moment she saw her.

Jin An’an got up, her gaze shifting to Lin Caisang.

“I’m honored to meet you, Medicine Lady.”

“Senior Madam Zhi, there’s no need for courtesy.”

Lin Caisang nodded in acknowledgement of her greeting, all the while examining the scar on Jin An’an’s face, her eyebrows knitted in a slight frown.

The scar was deep, a mere fraction more force could have cost Jin An’an her life. And even as it was, Jin An’an must have suffered tremendously from the initial injury.

“Could the medicine lady take a look at my wife’s scar and see if it can be healed?” Zhi Lingyang asked.

“It wouldn’t be impossible to heal it.”

Lin Caisang glanced at Zhi Lingyang, then turned her gaze back to Jin An’an.

“Senior Madam Zhi, I noticed earlier how concerned the Grand General still is for you. Yesterday he personally waited outside the Zeng Family’s door for your sake, which shows the deep affection between you two.”

“Yes.”

Jin An’an nodded.

Zhi Lingyang extended his hand, taking Jin An’an’s into his own for comfort.

As a warrior, he didn’t attach significance to appearance. His own body bore many scars, how could he possibly reject his own wife? Moreover, his wife had incurred her injuries on the battlefield, a woman such as this deserved his respect and care.

However, he should also consider things from An’an’s perspective.

Women naturally took great pride in their beauty. Those women who suffered even a small injury would weep and fuss as if their lives depended on it. How much more traumatic would it be for his An’an, whose face had been wounded?

If there were no hope, he naturally wouldn’t dwell on it.

But now there was an opportunity to heal the scar on An’an’s face, and it was one he had to seize.

He still hoped that in the future, his An’an could accompany Lele outside as in the past, shopping and laughing together, mingling with the wives of the other officials in Jian’an City, rather than staying cooped up in their room all day.

“Medicine lady, would An’an face any difficulty in getting her facial scar treated?” he asked Lin Caisang.

“There are no difficulties on my part.” Lin Caisang continued looking at Jin An’an.

“But for Senior Madam Zhi…you can tell from the scar on your face that when you were first injured, the wound reached the bone. In other words, the injury wasn’t just superficial, it affected the bone.”

“The injury reached the bone?” Zhi Lingyang was confused.

Not only him, but Jin An’an and Jin Lele were also puzzled.

“Could the Medicine Lady…elaborate a bit more, please?” Jin An’an inquired.

“Let’s put it this way, Senior Madam Zhi was injured on the battlefield. In such circumstances, the most that military doctors could do was to save a life, they certainly wouldn’t be concerned about whether the scar on your face would be unsightly. Hence, it was not properly treated at the time; otherwise, the scar on your face would not look as gruesome as it does now.”

“Gruesome,” indeed, was an apt description of the ‘giant centipede’ on Jin An’an’s face.