It was two hours later when Xie Jiang finally managed to revive the person and treat their external injuries.
Xu Hengyi, starving, was gnawing on a flatbread in the courtyard. He felt it inappropriate to feast in their home while the mother and daughter were in such dire straits.
"Want a piece?" Seeing Xie Jiang stagger out, looking utterly exhausted, Xu Hengyi offered a flatbread. "To tide you over, and then we can go to Yuxu Palace for vegetarian fare?"
"Do you think I still have the energy to go to Yuxu Palace?"
Why had she been so foolish as to borrow Yi An's identity to play in the capital?
Being a doctor was too tiring.
Wouldn't it have been better to borrow the identity of a dissolute young master and indulge in eating, drinking, and whoring in the capital!
What a miscalculation!
With a single glance from her, Xu Hengyi felt as if she was cursing his ancestors. How could she be so rude!
But since she hadn't spoken the words aloud, he couldn't retort.
It wasn't uncommon to have eyes that could speak, but to convey a thousand words and a millennium of emotions with a mere flicker of the gaze – that was a rare, almost demonic talent possessed by the person before him.
"Then shall we go to Cijianle, or return to the Duke of Wei's mansion?"
"Cijianle?"
"Oh, it's a restaurant that everyone frequents. The chef's skills are quite good."
"Who asked you about the chef's skills? Is it just about eating and drinking?"
"You're so picky about your tastes, what else would you look at besides the chef's skills?"
"What's enjoyable about just eating a meal and having some drinks?" Xie Jiang was immediately disappointed, her interest completely gone.
Seeing her demeanor, Xu Hengyi had a sudden flash of inspiration, his eyes widening in disbelief. "You mean, you thought it was what kind of place? You're not thinking of visiting a brothel, are you?"
"After a day of working myself to death, shouldn't I be enjoying some beauty and relaxing properly?"
You should, but…
"Aren't you still young? At your age, shouldn't you be taking care of your body?" As Xu Hengyi spoke, he suddenly recalled something. "I noticed your complexion was always pale after you gave your grandmother acupuncture. So that's why..." Your body was drained!
Xie Jiang kicked him.
This time, Xu Hengyi was prepared and narrowly dodged.
"If you go to a brothel in your current state, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning. Grandmother and Madam Zhou are still waiting for your acupuncture. Why don't we go back first? Later, I'll have someone pick two pretty maids to serve you in your room?"
"But you should exercise some restraint. Even if not for Grandmother and Madam Zhou, your age is just too..."
As he spoke, he noticed Wu Hongyun standing at the doorway, looking as if she didn't know whether to enter or leave, and quickly cut off the unhealthy topic.
"Take good care of your mother. She should be fine. We'll come again tomorrow afternoon."
Xie Jiang turned and gave the instruction before walking out.
For some reason, whenever he was with Xie Jiang, Xu Hengyi felt like he had become her follower.
He, the third young master of the Duke of Wei's mansion, was always the center of attention wherever he went. He…
Xu Hengyi quickened his pace, moving in front of Xie Jiang.
He glanced back at Xie Jiang.
Even walking ahead, he still looked like a follower!
Why!
As Xu Hengyi was pondering this, he suddenly remembered something and stopped. He untied his money pouch and tossed it to Yi Shan, instructing, "Give this to the Wu family's young lady. They are destitute and probably don't even have money for food."
Xie Jiang looked up at Xu Hengyi.
Xu Hengyi, being very perceptive, touched his face. "Why are you looking at me?"
"For your kindness."
Among the high-ranking nobles, it was common practice to trample on human lives as if it were ordinary.
For example, she herself would never care if the grass beneath her feet was trampled and killed.
Xu Hengyi felt a little embarrassed. "Are you praising me?"
This feeling was so novel, but it definitely wasn't him being scolded.
Xie Jiang mounted her horse and rode a short distance before suddenly stopping. "Which way is the Prince of Yu's heir's mansion?"
Xu Hengyi thought he had misheard. "Who?"
"Yi Yan Gen."