Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
On the following day, Liang Jin sent a messenger with the report, explaining the process of resolving the case.
Old Madam Qiu had been found guilty of ordering harm, and Granny Sun had been convicted of plotting for financial gain. Both had received sentences, with Old Madam Qiu facing three years of imprisonment.
Upon hearing this news, Liu Shulan fainted on the spot.
Su Dingheng, showing compassion, consoled her for an extended period. After Liu Shulan regained consciousness, she left without saying farewell, taking Su Yurou back to Yaoguang Garden. When Su Dingheng learned of this, he promptly pursued her.
Liu Shulan, in a pitiable tone, said, “Marquis, the people around me have committed such despicable acts. I can’t face you, Marquis, with this disgrace, nor can I continue residing in Marquis’s Manor. Marquis, please don’t dwell on me.”
“Lan’er, what are you saying? You are my woman, and Rou’er is my daughter. How can 1 not be concerned when you leave Marquis’s Manor?” Su Dingheng was deeply worried.
Liu Shulan softly nestled in his arms, yet despite his words, she refused to return with him.
In disappointment, Su Dingheng returned to Marquis’s Manor by himself. While he couldn’t blame Su Yingxue, Liu Shulan’s departure was unquestionably connected to her.
However, Su Yingxue had efficiently managed the entire Marquis’s Manor. Even if he wanted to express his anger towards her, he couldn’t find a reason.
Therefore, when he encountered Su Yingxue, he merely walked past her with a sullen expression.
Su Yingxue, accompanied by Zhilan, had intended to report on recent expenditures in the household to Su Dingheng. However, Su Dingheng was too quick, and she couldn’t catch up with him.
Zhilan felt some indignation. “Miss has worked diligently in managing Marquis’s Manor, yet the Marquis is ignoring you in this way.”
Su Yingxue cynically curled her lip. “When the woman he loves leaves the manor, of course, he can’t be happy.”
Nevertheless, Liu Shulan’s tactic of retreat was something Su Yingxue admired.
She was truly the woman who had controlled Su Dingheng for so many years.
To push her to the point of breaking down would require some effort.
Liu Shulan, along with Su Yurou, moved out of Marquis’s Manor. The manor naturally calmed down, and there was nothing specific that required Su Yingxue’s attention. She entrusted everything to Zhilan and Old Madam Zhang.
When she had free time, she delved into Medicine King Valley to study medical arts. Her mother had left behind medical books that were well worth contemplating. The few books she had recently read were about modern medicine. While she didn’t know the origin of this medical knowledge, it was markedly distinct from traditional Chinese medicine. Modern medicine involved surgeries, referred to as “surgery” in her mother’s records.
A few of the substantial medical books explained surgical procedures. They started with dissections. Su Yingxue recalled the gloves and masks she had made earlier, which were likely similar to the surgical scalpels depicted in the medical books. All these seemed to have been developed by her mother.
Her interest in the subject deepened. Although she couldn’t create something as sophisticated as the illustrations, she had probably crafted a set of surgical instruments herself.
She acquired several rabbits and conducted “dissections” in Medicine King Valley.
Little Ginseng floated over with its long beard and, seeing her hands stained with blood, spoke in a tone laced with disdain. “Why is a young lady like you so violent? You won’t be able to find a husband in the future.”
“This is called surgery! My mother’s medical books state that we must open the body and examine every muscle and nerve in detail. It can treat incurable diseases that our medical practices can’t.”
Every time she read medical books, Su Yingxue’s admiration for her mother grew.
This was because the knowledge her mother had left behind was something she had never heard of before. She had a passionate pursuit of new things.
Even though Little Ginseng, with its tens of millions of years of existence, had never heard such a statement before, it was no longer surprised. After all, it had lived for an exceedingly long time and witnessed countless things..