Chapter 282 The accounts between us still need to be settled slowly

There was no time to prepare the pain-relieving medicine, so Song Yanxi could only pour half a bowl of brown sugar water, dissolve a hemostatic and analgesic pill, and feed it to the mother one spoonful at a time.

Although the effect is not as good as the former, it is better than nothing.

The woman helping her wiped the sweat off her forehead and soothed her gently, "Don't be afraid, sister. I'll be guarding you outside the door. If you need anything, just shout."

As she spoke, she wiped away the tears of worry from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile, saying, "Just give birth to the child with confidence. I'll be the child's godmother. From now on, we'll have everything to eat and use in our own shop."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shihan, who was using strong liquor to disinfect a scalpel, couldn't help but glance sideways, feeling that the woman's eyes exposed outside the cotton cloth were inexplicably familiar.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

She shook her head, laughing at the woman's naive ideas.

She couldn't even stop her husband from having affairs outside, and she had the audacity to adopt a godson on the spot, even guaranteeing the child's future food and clothing.

Judging from her figure, she doesn't look like she has ever been pregnant. She probably doesn't know how much it costs to raise a child, so she dares to say such big words.

Listening to the woman's heartfelt words, Song Yanxi couldn't help but look at her twice more, and her eyes were subconsciously attracted by a wooden pendant hanging around her waist.

The pattern on it is clearly...

The woman thought she was being a nuisance, so she quickly stood up and said, "My two princesses, I'll leave now. I'll leave my sister and godson in your care."

Song Yanxi said "Okay" and caught a glimpse of Zhuang Shihan's indignant expression. It was clear she had something to say, so she immediately asked, "Does Princess Shihan need any help?"

"No need."

Afraid that she would see too much, Zhuang Shihan immediately turned around and blocked the box tightly, leaving only her back visible.

After the woman left, she suddenly thought of something. She turned to look at Song Yanxi and asked angrily, "Did you do this on purpose?"

"What do you mean on purpose?"

"Stop pretending to be ignorant. You know what I'm talking about."

Ignoring Zhuang Shihan's anger, Song Yanxi simply comforted the mother who was nervous and anxious because of their conversation in a gentle voice.

She said, "Don't worry, Princess Shihan is a very good doctor and will definitely keep you and your child safe."

The woman in labor nodded weakly, tears of gratitude in her eyes.

Zhuang Shihan snorted coldly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't think that just because you praise me in front of others, the grudge between us will be wiped out. We still have to settle the accounts between us slowly."

Song Yanxi nodded, "Of course it counts."

Not only do you have to calculate, but you also have to calculate every single thing in your past and present lives clearly.

Want to write it off?

She wishes!

The hatred of the Yan family being wiped out, the hatred of her mother and brother being left on the streets and killed, and even her being framed and wrongly killed, which of these things did not involve her, Lin Tingfeng's confidant, fanning the flames?

Her hands were also stained with the blood of her loved ones.

She didn't have the face to see them unless she avenged them.

Zhuang Shihan didn't expect that Song Yanxi didn't even bother to cover up and just said so casually that she wanted to settle the score with her. She was immediately furious.

Is she being looked down upon?

No, who does Song Yanxi think she is? Just because she donated the money she obtained through fraud and deception to buy the title of princess, does she really think she can be on equal footing with her?

It's such a huge joke!

Not to mention that the Marquis' Mansion has been deserted since the death of the old Marquis, and it is not comparable to their Duke's Mansion. Her useless father, who was so useless that he favored his concubine and killed his wife and almost lost his position as Marquis, is a world apart from her old man.

I can't compare to her in medical skills, I can't rely on my father, and I can't even compete with her in men. I really don't know where she gets the confidence and arrogance from.

She was about to make a sarcastic remark when she heard Song Yanxi say, "Don't you want to see the needlework? Come closer."

Zhuang Shihan walked up slowly, looking at her with vigilance in her eyes.

Why is this person suddenly so kind?

Wasn't she afraid? After seeing it, she suddenly changed her mind and decided not to perform surgery on the pregnant woman?

Just as she was thinking, Zhuang Shihan felt a chill on her back. She turned around and found that the wooden door had opened a crack at some point.

Behind the crack in the door, there was a pair of cold eyes.

"Xi Lin, do you have..."

Zhuang Shihan's curses came to an abrupt end when she saw Xi Lin handing her a stick of incense through the crack in the door.

Smelling a familiar scent, her lips moved and she lowered her voice and said, "Isn't this a phantom fragrance? What are you doing with this?"

Xi Lin handed over the antidote and said expressionlessly, "It might alleviate some of the pain. If you take the antidote in advance, you won't be affected."

"This..." Zhuang Shihan looked back and muttered, "It's not impossible."

She collected the incense, closed the door, and warned, "Don't make any noise that might disturb me for an hour. Otherwise, I will not be responsible for any accidents that occur during the operation."

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Time passed by little by little, and the few people waiting outside could no longer sit still and paced anxiously.

Doctor Li held back a sigh and lowered his voice, "I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen anyone so arrogant. Look at her, her eyes and eyebrows are full of arrogance. How can she be a doctor at all?"

Xi Lin shook his head, indicating that walls have ears.

Doctor Li glanced at Chunsheng, who was not far away, and snorted coldly, "Let him sue me if he wants. I'm old enough with grown children and grandchildren, so I don't have any worries. If he has the guts, he can kill me too."

Xi Lin narrowed his eyes and grasped the key point, "What do you mean?"

Hearing this, a trace of pain flashed in Doctor Li's eyes.

He glanced around, pulled Xi Lin to a corner of the yard, and then spoke in a deep voice, "I'm sure you've already met Xiao Jiu from the Old Chang family. The reason he hates Princess Shihan so much is because his grandfather died at her hands."

Hearing this familiar name, an old smiling face quickly appeared in front of Xi Lin's eyes. It was the old man who had been waiting outside the city to see him off when he left the border town two years ago.

He exclaimed in astonishment: "Doctor Chang!"

"It's him." Doctor Li sighed again, his eyes filled with sorrow as he said, "Old Chang is well-known in the army for his good temper and honesty. Even Brother Liu couldn't get angry with him.

But such a person with such a bad temper, because he couldn't stand Princess Shihan's methods, he went to her tent in the middle of the night to curse and humiliate her, and even wanted to use his status as an elder to teach her a lesson.

Xi Lin said firmly: "This is impossible."

His face turned cold, and he clenched his fists and squeezed out a sentence, "If Mr. Chang knew how to curse, he wouldn't be teased by Mr. Liu as a mute, let alone hit someone."

"Yes!" Doctor Li's eyes, glistening with tears, were filled with hatred. "When the accident happened, only they and General Lin were in the tent. Given their relationship, they naturally had a common mouth.

What happened inside that night, no one else knows except them."

Xi Lin's heart sank again and again, and he asked in a cold voice, "How did Mr. Zeng die?"