Han Zeyu pressed on: "If you say there is no such thing, then there is no such thing. This is a matter of life and death, what can you prove?"

Doctor Zhou fell into the trap of self-proof and said anxiously: "It was my apprentice who collected the consultation fee that day. He can prove that the young man did not buy medicine from me."

Han Zeyu confirmed again: "Didn't you buy the pregnancy-maintaining and abortion-inducing pills?"

Doctor Zhou nodded hurriedly.

Han Zeyu handcuffed Doctor Zhou's hands behind his back, preventing him from turning around easily. He first took back the stone knife, and then began to comfort the frightened old doctor.

"In that case, I'll trust you for once. Don't worry! The drug wasn't taken. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and father and son are safe."

Doctor Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. As long as the person was okay, he was glad.

He felt like someone pushed him. When Doctor Zhou steady himself and turned around to look, there was no one behind him.

A moment later, the apprentice came in carrying a medicine basket and saw the master sitting on a small stool with two bundles of herbs piled in front of him without sorting them. He asked in confusion, "Master, what are you doing?"

Doctor Zhou came back to his senses and sighed, "Do you remember the young man who came to take your pulse that day? If anyone comes to ask about him, just say you have no impression of him and can't remember him clearly. Don't say anything else."

The young apprentice is a smart man. People in their line of work have to keep their mouths shut. The pregnant young man is likely to be a concubine or a servant of the king.

If she got pregnant secretly, she might have violated the taboo of the mistress of the house, and it would be difficult to keep the fetus in her womb.

It's not easy for a young guy to get pregnant. What a pity.

Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. They are doctors, they can cure diseases but cannot cure fate. Everyone has his own fate.

…

After the three people left the clinic, they sat in silence on the mule cart.

Han Ze'an's mind was a mess. At first, he didn't understand the conversation between Yu Ge'er and the doctor, about the young man being pregnant and drugged.

Later, Su Shien explained the reason to him, and he widened his eyes in shock.

Qian Ning was pregnant. How could this be possible? Whose child was that? Why did he say such things to her when he knew she was pregnant?

He was still complacent these days, thinking that Qian Ning was finally willing to give him a chance. Unexpectedly, the opportunity was given to him, but unfortunately it was the opportunity to be a scapegoat.

The three of them returned to the store, and Han Ji had just opened. There were not many people in the store at that time. The uncle was busy at the stove, and the aunt was kneading dough on the chopping board.

Han Cheng and Zhao hurried to eat so that they could take over from their eldest brother and his wife.

When they saw the three people enter the store, they thought they came from Yunshan Village. Without thinking much about it, they invited them to eat quickly.

Zhao was observant and found that something was not right with these people. Her son Yu Ge'er could eat and drink well and was still carefree.

On the other hand, Han Ze'an looked like he was worried about something, with a gloomy face and a frown on his face as he ate the steamed bun. He didn't even take a sip of the porridge, not even afraid of choking.

Su Shien was compassionate. While eating, she peeled a tea egg for her second cousin who had just broken up with his love, so that he could feel better.

Mrs. Su Wang was speechless. The child was kind-hearted, but wouldn't it be even more choking if he swallowed the steamed bun dry and then ate the egg yolk?

In the end, Mrs. Su Wang couldn't bear it anymore, so she tapped Han Ze'an on the back and asked him to drink some soup.

Han Ze'an glanced at his parents and saw that they didn't notice his abnormality. He picked up the bowl guiltily and drank the egg drop soup clean.

Han Zeyu made a "tsk" sound, and Han Zean shrank his neck and buried his head even lower.

Han Ze'an tried his best to keep himself busy this morning, rushing to do all the work, just to avoid being distracted by those bad things.

Unfortunately, everyone's busy schedule has to end. In the afternoon, after the store closed, Han Ze'an's heart, which had been hanging in the air all morning, finally died because he received a call from his cousin.

Han Zeyu sat upright, looking at his second cousin with an extremely oppressive look.

Su Shien was lying on the desk, working on his creation and writing a storybook, but in fact, his ears were perked up, wanting to hear how Yu Ge'er scolded people, so that he could learn a thing or two when he became an official in the future.

Han Zeyu raised his chin and gestured, "Sit down!"

Han Ze'an didn't dare sit down and whispered, "I can just stand."

Well, Han Zeyu doesn't care. If he wants to stand, then stand.

"When did you fall in love with Qian Ning? Why did you like him?"

"It's been almost a year since I was hit by a club in the mountains. It was Qian Ning who saved me, and then I..."

"Were you hit with a club on the mountain?"

Han Ze'an didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but the person who knocked him out really deserved to die.

"At that time, my eldest brother was getting married, so I wanted to go up the mountain to see if I could catch a rabbit or something. I was walking towards a secluded area when I suddenly heard someone talking. I wanted to change direction, but before I could take a few steps, I was knocked unconscious. The back of my head hurt for three or four days afterwards!"

Han Zeyu suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and pretended to be calm as he asked, "You heard the sounds of two people making love, then you were knocked unconscious, and then when you woke up you found Qian Ning standing by your side. Is that right?"

Han Ze'an nodded, yes, that's right.

Han Zeyu was furious. How dare you nod?

Although my second cousin is not very smart, he is definitely not stupid. Why is it that his IQ drops so sharply when he encounters relationship problems?

Han Zeyu laughed, and Su Shien was shocked. He thought to himself, "It's over. Brother Yu is laughing out of anger. Second cousin, just wait to be stabbed in the heart!"

As expected...

"Have you ever wondered why a weak young man would appear in a secluded forest? Who was making those joyful noises? Who were the two people involved?"

Han Ze'an's mouth slowly opened wide. What did Yu Ge'er mean by this? Could it be that Qian Ning was the one having sex with someone in broad daylight?

Then the one who hit me with the club should be the adulterer, and the child in Qian Ning's belly is very likely the adulterer's?

So the question is, who is the adulterer?

Han Zeyu gave a hint with a grim smile: "Do you know why I broke up with the Zhao brothers and sisters and Qian Ning? People with different ideals cannot work together."

With a loud click, the Cuckold Man made a grand appearance.

Zhao Yan, the most promising scholar in the village, was almost cuckolded again by the adulterer who had hit him with a club more than a year later, and he had to take the blame.

Is he some kind of chosen one? Why is he the only one being targeted?

No, there was something wrong with his thinking, but he couldn't think that much now. He only knew that his sincerity was in vain.

During dinner, Han Zeyu pointed at the stir-fried pork with green peppers and commented, "This dish is good. The bananas are green."

He changed to another vegetarian dish, a cold salad with bitter chrysanthemum: "This dish is also good, bitter chrysanthemum can reduce internal heat."

Han Ze'an finished his meal with difficulty, trying to take as few dishes as possible to reduce his presence.

Just as he was rejoicing that dinner was over, Han Zeyu cut a cucumber into three pieces, gave one piece to Su Shien, ate one piece himself, and then gave the last piece to him.

"Second cousin, have a cucumber to cleanse your mouth. It's green and delicious."

Han Zean...

It’s hard to guard against!