Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia was overjoyed and immediately expressed her gratitude. "Constable Hong, thank you so much, both you and Constable Xu!" This was great, letting that father and son duo be frightened for a few extra days in prison. Hehe.
"No problem, you’re welcome. We’re not on board with people acting in such a malicious way," Constable Hong said and continued, "Well, I’ve passed the message on. I have other things to do, so I’ll be on my way."
After finishing his words, Constable Hong walked away swiftly, leaving Yang Chuxia without the chance to give him the prepared copper coins.
Upon entering the medical hall, Yang Chuxia shared the news with Ye Zi’an and Yang Dachuan, who were naturally delighted.
Yang Chuxia asked about Ye Zi’an’s injuries, and when she heard that there were no signs of inflammation, she felt relieved. With the pig liver and other ingredients in hand, she headed off to the kitchen, not giving Ye Zi’an a chance to talk more with her.
However, Yang Chuxia worked quickly, and in no time, she brought back a bowl of pig liver soup.
Ye Zi’an instantly showed a brilliant smile, which made Yang Chuxia slightly stunned.
"Here, drink this pig liver soup, it’ll help nourish your blood."
"Alright, thank you, Xiaxia!" Ye Zi’an replied with a smile, and continued, "You can put the soup on this stool, and just give me the spoon."
"Would that work?" Yang Chuxia looked at the stool in front of Ye Zi’an and realized he had to lean over. Feeling sympathy for him, she couldn’t help but think about how uncomfortable this position must be for eating.
"No worries, I’ve been these past few days."
"Alright, I’ll put it here."
Yang Chuxia placed the soup on the stool and handed Ye Zi’an a spoon. Noticing how awkward it was for him to eat while propping himself up with one arm and holding the spoon with the other hand, she offered her help.
"I’ll just feed you instead." Yang Chuxia promptly grabbed the spoon from Brother An and started scooping soup to feed him. The soup had already cooled down, so she didn’t need to test the temperature. After feeding him the entire bowl, she curiously noticed that his jade-white face had turned red. Aiyah, it seemed he was actually shy! Whatever happened to the coolness he usually displayed?
Being mischievous, Yang Chuxia planned to tease Brother An upon seeing his red face, especially since Yang Dachuan seemed preoccupied. She teased him, "Brother An, is it too hot? Why’s your face so red?"
"Y-yes, it is a bit hot," Ye Zi’an stuttered in reply.
"Hehe, kiddo, have you never been fed by someone before?" Yang Chuxia playfully asked.
Ye Zi’an, blushing, nodded his head.
Yang Chuxia had more teasing remarks up her sleeve, but the sudden appearance of the old doctor and his apprentice put a damper on the moment.
"Doctor, you’re here!" Seeing the doctor enter, Yang Dachuan also stood up. "Doctor."
The old doctor nodded his head, "I came to check on this boy’s wound. If everything’s fine, I’ll just write you a prescription later, and you can all go home to rest. It would be a waste of money to stay here at the medical hall, paying tens of wen every day."
"Ah, okay. Thank you, doctor." Yang Chuxia sincerely bowed to the old doctordor in gratitude. It had to be said that people in this era were mostly simple and honest. How many modern doctors would be so considerate of their patients? People like Old Lady Hua were indeed the oddities in this world.
As the doctor was about to examine Ye Zi’an’s wound, he noticed that Yang Chuxia, a young girl, was still present. He glared at her, leaving her no choice but to exit the room.