"Naturally!" Nan Shiying nodded.
Upon hearing Nan Yujin's words, everyone's spirits were instantly lifted, and they readily agreed!
Nan Yuan'er's expression grew serious. To treat Madam Wang?
Not long ago, Madam Wang had fallen gravely ill. The most reputable doctors in the capital had been summoned to her residence to diagnose her, but all were at a loss. Father had even petitioned the Emperor for an imperial physician, who also found himself helpless. In Mother's words: Madam Wang was simply fated to be unlucky!
Nan Yuan'er hadn't expected Nan Yujin to seek help from Feng Luan. The moment she recalled Feng Luan pulling Lord Liu back from the brink of death, Nan Yuan'er wished for nothing more than for Nan Yujin to lose the game, thus severing Madam Wang's lifeline.
With this thought, Nan Yuan'er suddenly stood up and quickly walked to Nan Yujin's side. She curtsied slightly towards Feng Luan, her lowered forehead revealing a strand of hair falling to her earlobe, making her earlobe appear even more delicate and pink. Nan Shiying looked down at her, watching her small mouth move. A stream of words laced with "tea" aroma washed over him: "Divine Doctor Feng, saving lives and healing the wounded is the fundamental principle of medicine. You previously went to Yuzhou to treat disaster victims, displaying such great compassion. Why do you now make things difficult for my elder brother?"
These words seemed to be speaking up for Nan Yujin, but in reality, they were intended to make Nan Shiying grow to detest Nan Yujin.
Nan Yujin's expression immediately changed. He turned around abruptly, looking at Nan Yuan'er in furious disbelief.
"Divine Doctor Feng, I..."
Nan Yujin opened his mouth to explain, fearing Feng Luan might misunderstand and in his anger retract the agreement.
Nan Shiying raised his hand, his slightly upturned eyes landing on Nan Yuan'er. His gaze was wild and cold, as if he were looking at something unseemly.
"Miss Nan?" he spoke.
Nan Yuan'er raised her head, her chin slightly lifted, her demeanor one of resolute defiance.
Nan Shiying suddenly laughed, "I had always heard that Nan Yuan'er was exceptionally talented and had a gentle disposition, earning the title of the most talented woman in the capital. Seeing you now, I am truly greatly disappointed!"
"Do you even qualify?"
"A thing that is outwardly noble but inwardly rotten and dirty!"
"You..."
Nan Yuan'er never expected Feng Luan to insult her so directly. She was stunned for a moment, then engulfed by overwhelming anger and shame.
"Feng Luan, how can you speak like that?"
"Miss Nan was merely speaking up for my brother; must you insult her like this?"
"Divine Doctor Feng, we respect you and call you a divine doctor, but aren't you being far too arrogant and condescending?"
The crowd began to speak up for Nan Yuan'er. Some even clenched their fists, ready to step forward and strike him. For a grown man to target a young lady like this was truly shameless.
Nan Shiying scanned the crowd, his face filled with a mocking smile. He chuckled and shook his head, "A bunch of brainless fools!"
"Things blinded by lust!"
"What did you say?"
"Don't go too far!!"
The crowd glared at Feng Luan furiously.
Nan Yuan'er hadn't expected Feng Luan to be so arrogant and overbearing, but she was secretly pleased that he had incurred the wrath of the crowd.
Her eyes welled up with tears. Crystal tears trickled down as she slowly blinked, her long, curled lashes adorned with mist, resembling a pure white flower standing in a fine drizzle, evoking a pity that was utterly undeserved.
"Divine Doctor Feng, if you insult me alone, that's one thing, but why do you insult the esteemed talents of my Lin Yuan? Which of them here is not a future pillar of Lin Yuan? How can you revile them so!"
Her eyes held a resolute and bright light. She questioned Nan Shiying with a voice that resonated powerfully. Her words, filled with righteous indignation, struck a chord with the crowd. They felt Nan Yuan'er's figure grow immeasurably tall, and the sob in her voice made them pity her even more.
Momentarily overwhelmed by righteous anger!
Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Liu Cheng quickly stepped forward to mediate, his gaze towards Feng Luan filled with a weariness.
This person is truly...
He shook his head, utterly speechless.
Suddenly, a sharp and cold voice echoed in his ears: "Esteemed talents?"
"If Lin Yuan relies on these fools, who you have manipulated into a frenzy, then its future is indeed grim!"
"You..."
"Me what?"
This time, Nan Shiying didn't give the crowd a chance to speak, unleashing a furious barrage like a machine gun: "I won't comment on the family dynamics within the Prime Minister Nan's mansion, but based on what she just said, do you truly believe she was speaking up for Nan Yujin?"
"Let me use an analogy you can understand. If a stranger asks you for a favor, and you state your terms, and then someone suddenly jumps out, points a finger at your nose, and accuses you of why you have the right to ask for terms, why you can't do it for free, calls you unethical, accuses you of being greedy and immoral, and curses you as worthless, how would you react?"
"Would you think the other party is correct, or would you angrily turn and leave?"
"Do you understand?"
"She wants me to turn and leave, cutting off any possibility for Nan Yujin's mother to be saved!"
"Miss Nan, I detest insidious and malicious people the most. If you had openly objected, I would have respected your directness. But you are like a maggot hidden in a dark corner, filthy and foul-smelling. I didn't want to speak so harshly, but you are adept at exploiting your advantages to incite these people's emotions, attempting to drown your malicious intent with righteousness and momentum? Or are you trying to force me to back down?"
"Do you think you're very clever? Or do you think I'm also one of these fools you can easily control and toy with? Your intentions are too obvious; they can be seen through at a glance, only earning disgust!"
After Nan Shiying finished speaking, he no longer cast his gaze upon Nan Yuan'er, as if even looking at her felt tainted. Nan Yujin stared blankly at Feng Luan, never imagining that a man who appeared so refined and gentlemanly on the outside could speak with such ruthless venom, leaving no room for mercy. Yet, Nan Yujin felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration in his heart. He had long been disgusted by Nan Yuan'er's hypocritical face and pretentious demeanor. If not for concerns about the Nan mansion's reputation, he would have exposed her true colors long ago.
It felt as though a series of slaps echoed around them. The crowd, upon hearing Feng Luan's words, felt both ashamed and angry. Yet, what she had said was so direct and easy to understand. If they hadn't understood Nan Yuan'er's intention just moments ago, how could they not understand it now!
It was just difficult to accept.
Only those who had long seen through Nan Yuan'er's true nature couldn't help but let out cold sneers.
The onlookers' gazes felt like thorns piercing Nan Yuan'er's back. She had never been so utterly embarrassed in her life. The hushed whispers fell like knives, as if stabbing holes into her soul.
Shame and resentment coursed through her entire being. The thread of reason, stretched taut, maintained Nan Yuan'er's last shred of composure. She trembled, her chest heaving rapidly like a bellows.
"Liu Cheng, where is the bow?"
Nan Shiying suddenly turned his head and asked Liu Cheng.
Liu Cheng: "..."
Ancestor, you are truly a living ancestor!!