Chapter 188 - 188. Reuniting
After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âXiâer?â
Yang Ruxue recognized that the foot bell belonged to her daughter. She screamed for Xiâer in a heart-wrenching manner. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground head first.
Su Qing quickly supported Yang Ruxue and hugged her skinny body. Su Qing frowned and felt a little heartache. This feeling was very unfamiliar.
âQuickly go find Doctor Liang.â
Su Hanxuan saw his wife vomiting blood and anxiously ordered the servants. It had been Doctor Liang who had treated Ruxue for nearly a year. Su Hanxuan trusted him very much.
âFather, let me treat it.â
Su Qing called out to Su Hanxuan. It didnât seem that difficult to call him father. However, she still looked embarrassed.
âAlright.â
Su Hanxuanâs heart ached for his wife, but he was also excited by Su Qingâs call for her father. Seeing Su Qingâs calm expression and firm tone, Su Hanxuan suddenly felt confident that his daughter could cure Ruxue.
He wanted to take Madam from Su Qingâs hands and carry her into the house, but he saw his daughter carrying Ruxue effortlessly and striding into the bedroom. Su Hanxuan hurriedly followed, and Little Chen followed behind his father. The two of them watched Su Qing treat Yang Ruxue.
Yang Ruxueâs pulse was thin and weak. She was already at the end of her rope, and medicine could not cure her.
It was too late to prescribe a regular prescription to recuperate. She could only use the Internal Organs Repair Pill to heal the severely damaged internal organs.
However, only one Ganoderma in her system was not in good condition. The repair pill she made could only treat patients with minor internal injuries. It could not save a terminally ill patient like Yang Ruxue.
Su Hanxuan and Little Chen stood by the bed and watched them. Su Hanxuan had been staring at his daughterâs expression. When he saw her frown, his heart skipped a beat.
âDo you have a thousand-year-old lingzhi?â
Su Qing raised her head and asked Su Hanxuan. Although the Su family was wealthy, the thousand-year-old Lingzhi was hard to come by, so she didnât have much hope. If it didnât work, she had to ask Xiao Qi to concoct an ordinary restoration pill to save Yang Ruxueâs life. She had to hurry up and find the thousand-year-old Lingzhi.
âThousand years Lingzhi? How about a hundred years?â
Su Hanxuan asked when he heard that Su Qing wanted a thousand-year Lingzhi. A thousand-year Lingzhi couldnât be bought with money, but a hundred-year Lingzhi was still very easy to get.
â For the time being, but in the long term, we still need to find the thousand-year-old Lingzhi.â
Su Qing nodded. She could save her mother if she could buy some time to find a thousand-year-old lingzhi. Although a hundred-year-old lingzhi was not as good as a thousand-year-old lingzhi, it could still extend a personâs life for a short period.
âThereâs a hundred-year-old lingzhi in the mansion.â
Hearing his daughter say that a hundred-year-old was fine, Su Hanxuan quickly ordered people to look for it. When he returned to the house, he saw that Su Qing was already treating Ruxueâs wrist injury.
Su Qing looked at Yang Ruxueâs scarred wrist. Even though she was cold-blooded, she was touched by Yang Ruxueâs great maternal love.
Xiao Qi saw the wound on Yang Ruxueâs wrist in the system and took the initiative to prescribe medicine. Masterâs mother must be given the best ointment.
Su Qing didnât wait for Xiao Qi to order her to do so. Xiao Qi had already delivered the ointment to Su Qing.
âMaster, Grandma should use my White Jade Flawless Ointment. There wonât be any scars at all.â
Grandma?
The corner of Su Qingâs mouth twitched. How did Xiao Qi think of this term?
Xiao Qi heard her masterâs thoughts. She would never tell her master that she treated her as her mother!
Su Qing took the box of green, jelly-like ointment and pulled Yang Ruxueâs thin wrist over to apply the ointment on the wound. The cool balm relieves pain, which was cool when applied to the injury.
But now, Yang Ruxue was unconscious and couldnât feel anything.
After Su Qing applied the ointment, she bandaged her up again. What she was worried about now wasnât that the medicine wouldnât work. It was because the effect was too good. The wound would disappear in a night. How could she explain such a miraculous effect?
Little Chen stood by Su Qingâs side. When she was applying medicine for her mother, the little guy was blowing on her with his little mouth. He said, âMother, it wonât hurt anymore after Little Chen blows on it.â
Su Qing looked at her younger brother, and his depressed mood instantly brightened. She smiled and rubbed his little head.
â Little Chen, youâre so good. It wonât hurt anymore after you blow on it.â
âXiâer, how have you been all these years? Tell Father.â
Su Hanxuan saw that Su Qing was done with her work, and the servants had not returned yet. He asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time, eager to know how his daughter had survived all these years. What had she experienced? Who did she learn his medical skills from?
He felt deeply indebted to his daughter for the ten years she had been missing. He had never seen her grow up.
The smile on Su Qingâs face instantly disappeared because of Su Hanxuanâs words. She looked at Su Hanxuan with a complicated gaze. How heartbroken would he be if he knew that his precious daughter had been tortured to death?
Su Hanxuan felt even more uneasy when he saw Su Qingâs expression. Could it be that his daughter had not had a good life these past ten years?
âIâm doing very well. Master took me in to study medicine with him.â
Su Qing saw Su Hanxuanâs self-reproaching and heartbroken gaze. She didnât mention the suffering of the original owner and made up a white lie.
âIs it true?â
Su Hanxuan had a feeling that the look in his daughterâs eyes was not that simple. Was she worried about him, so she refused to tell him about the pain she had suffered?
âOf course. Who else did I learn medicine from?â
Su Qing said lightly. He didnât want to continue this topic, afraid that he couldnât help but tell them about the original ownerâs suffering.
âThen I have to thank your master properly. I should invite him to the mansion to enjoy his life.â
Su Hanxuan was very grateful to the master Su Qing mentioned and wanted to repay him.
âHeâs not here anymore.â
Su Qing replied expressionlessly. That calm feeling made Su Hanxuan suspicious.
âDid your master not treat you well?â
Su Hanxuan couldnât help but think of a master who abused his disciple. He looked at Su Qing with heartache.
âHow can Master be good?â
Su Qing looked up at Su Hanxuan. Her masters in the modern world were all cold and heartless. They would hang her up and beat her up because she failed the training. They had never given her any warmth, so in Su Qingâs eyes, all her masters were the same. There was no good one.
âHe ⦠What did he do to you?â
Although his daughter appeared calm and collected, Su Hanxuanâs heart was boiling when he thought about the torture she had suffered.
Su Qing saw the heartache in Su Hanxuanâs eyes. It turned out that someone also cared about her. It was good to have parents. She didnât want Su Hanxuan to blame himself, so she casually said,
âI killed him.â
She had killed the instructor who had abused her before. What was there to feel sorry for?
âKill? Killed?â
Su Hanxuan was shocked. His daughter had said âkilledâ so casually as if she had killed a chicken or a duck.
âYes.â
Cute children could heal people. Seeing their innocent and attractive appearance would make them forget the worldâs sufferings. Those painful pasts and those killings would disappear with the wind. Su Qing did not want to talk about this topic anymore, so she went to play with Little Chen.
Su Hanxuan thought of the wanted portrait sign hanging at the city gate. He felt that it might not be his daughter and that he must have made a mistake. He could not remain calm now that he saw Su Qing treat killing as a joke. Perhaps it was her.
âAre you the one wanted on the poster at the city gate? What have you done?â