Seeing that Xie Ling was interested, the disciple spoke even more excitedly.

"Fuyao Academy is the largest academy in the Seven Kingdoms, and many scholars flock to it! Now it has moved its address to Sinan in Beijiang!

Nowadays, countless scholars are proud to be officials in Sinan, and large numbers of talents are rushing to Sinan.

I am beginning to suspect that King Nan Wei is the long-lost son of the headmaster."

Xie Ling was amused by this disciple's bizarre idea, "How is that possible? Can't Sinan develop well?"

Although she had been on Mingyue Island for nearly two years, these disciples still did not know her true identity or where she came from.

The disciple scratched his head, "But it was originally just a small county town, and in an inconspicuous country like Beijiang, how good can it be? I still think that King Nan Wei is the illegitimate son of the mountain chief."

Xie Ling knew she couldn't win the argument, so she just laughed it off.

After picking the herbs, Xie Ling handed them to the disciples behind him and said, "Take them back. I'm going home to see my father."

"Okay, Junior Master, remember to say hello to Madam for us!"

Xie Ling nodded.

You need to walk on a gravel road to go up the mountain.

It is easy to get muddy on rainy days, and the soles of shoes get dirty every time. Not long ago, Xie Ling took advantage of the time to spread pebbles of various sizes on the road.

It is summer now. A white gravel road extends up the mountain, and colorful flowers bloom on both sides. It is really beautiful.

Thinking about Sinan.

Xie Ling was in a good mood.

The old teacher who taught Doukou to read and write before came from Fuyao Academy.

He is just an ordinary student, but he is so knowledgeable and talented. It is hard to imagine how fast Sinan will develop if all the talented people in Fuyao Academy are in Sinan.

Although I don’t know how Gu Wei did it, as long as Sinan develops well, that’s enough.

She was looking forward to it.

What will Sinan be like when she returns?

“Woof woof!”

Xie Ling was just thinking about something when a big yellow dog ran down the mountain, wagging its tail, came to her, and wagged its tail excitedly.

"Ah, Xiao Huang!"

Xiao Huang is a puppy that Xie Ling picked up by chance on a rainy day. It was a furry little puppy a year ago, but now it has become a big dog.

He is very smart and is the darling of all the disciples on Mingyue Island.

Xie Ling and Xiao Huang walked home one after the other.

The willow trees in front of my house are emerald green. When the wind blows, the branches sway up and down, dyeing the stream under the trees emerald green.

An Xuetao was sitting by the well, cleaning the new fish and shrimp she had bought today.

Mingyue Island is close to the sea, and seafood is a popular delicacy.

But eating too much would make one feel sick, so An Xuetao spent most of her energy every day researching what to make for Xie Ling to eat.

Seeing Xie Ling coming back, her eyes lit up, "Your father is in the backyard. I pushed him out to bask in the sun."

Xie Ling nodded.

Today is the routine treatment time.

Jiang Pingzhi treated the poison in Wei Xiuchu's body, while Xie Ling treated his legs.

The condition of Wei Xiuchu's legs has now improved greatly and he only needs acupuncture once every half a month.

As for his face, skin grafting can only be done after he wakes up.

The sun is shining and the breeze is not dry.

Xie Ling lifted up Wei Xiuchu's trouser legs and gave him acupuncture with ease, muttering, "Dad, when will you wake up? I'm telling you, Mom is going to cook seafood again today. There's nothing new in the school. Those kids all respect me very much..."

The man in the wheelchair was not wearing a mask and had his eyes closed. His scarred face looked softer under the midday sun.

The whole body is clean and tidy.

An Xuetao would wipe and wash his body every day.

After Xie Ling finished the injection, she gave Wei Xiuchu an injection of painkiller as usual.

The puppet secret technique would cause Wei Xiuchu continuous pain, like shards of glass taking root in his body.

Xie Ling lowered her eyes and saw a few thin silk threads on Wei Xiuchu's fingertips.

She couldn't bear to watch any longer and continued to talk to Wei Xiuchu, "Dad, please wake up soon. Mom's cooking skills have improved again..."

The four seasons on Mingyue Island are like spring. The climate in autumn is almost the same as in summer. The trees on the island are still green without any change.

In winter, the temperature dropped a little, and the disciples wore small jackets of the same color over their fairy-like long gowns.

The hot pot restaurant was packed and very lively.

Is there anything more comfortable than having a hotpot in winter?

The winter on Mingyue Island is very short.

While winter was still coming to an end, Jiang Yunzi asked An Xuetao to help him brew dozens of pots of wine, which he buried under the peach tree, thinking of drinking it next spring.

The spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors. While other places are still chilled by winter, Mingyue Island is already warm and comfortable, and you can wear beautiful and light gauze clothes.

When the peach blossoms on the island were in full bloom, it was already the third year that Xie Ling came here.

Three years was enough for Xie Ling's medical skills to reach the top level, even surpassing Jiang Yunzi and Jiang Pingzhi.

Jiang Pingzhi mentioned it many times, wanting Xie Ling to be the next island owner.

Every time, Xie Ling rejected him calmly.

She is not a free and easy person, she has constraints.

With Sinan and my lover, I cannot treat Mingyue Island wholeheartedly.

So, she is not suitable.

At the same time, three years can also allow a young girl to grow into a graceful young lady.

If we say that Xie Ling three years ago was a flower bud about to bloom.

Now that she has grown up completely, with smooth and beautiful hair, she is a stunning beauty who can captivate the whole country.

This is a face that perfectly combines the beauty of An Xuetao and Wei Xiuchu.

An oval face the size of a palm, upturned eyes, a delicate nose and cherry lips.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, tied behind her head with a long jade belt. Her wide white sleeves spread out like clouds when she walked, looking so cold and pure without a trace of worldly air.

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