Chapter 209: First Release "Yu Chang..."

Outside Jiangyang Prefecture, on the banks of the Yuanshui River, although the sun was setting and dusk was about to fall, the banks were still bustling with people.

The yamen runners who were building the dam were shouting slogans, the fishermen who were rowing and collecting their nets were singing ballads, the people in the rice fields were busy applying fertilizer, and occasionally a few children were lying in the grass on the ridges, chasing grasshoppers.

Wen Yu raised his head from the pile of medical records in front of him, which looked like a mountain, and looked at the woman who had been serving him. He asked attentively:

"After this one, how many other patients are there today?"

The woman who was taking pulse records on the side raised her head in response, and it turned out to be Mrs. Wen, who was dressed in jewels and very graceful.

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment. When she first met Madam Wen at Wutong Ancestral Temple, she never thought that one day she would work with her.

Although there were some misunderstandings in the past, they were all resolved after she cured Wen Yanli's so-called "madness".

Last time, when she and Song Linsheng were raising money to dredge the Yuan River and build dams, Mrs. Wen was even more courageous and generous, donating a large sum of money for the water conservancy projects.

Wen Yu was very grateful.

Moreover, because of Madam Wen, many wealthy people in Jiangyang Prefecture also responded, and soon the dam construction was carried out smoothly.

It was also because of this that Song Linsheng's reputation as an official gradually grew.

In addition, she cured Mr. Wen and made a name for herself. Mrs. Wen also praised her highly, so people came to her for treatment in an endless stream for months.

It just so happened that Song Linsheng came to the Yuan River every day to inspect the fortifications, so she simply set up a temporary clinic on the river bank. Although it was a bit simple, it was enough for her to open a clinic.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wen came to help record pulse cases every day after hearing this.

Wen Yu's eyes swept across Madam Wen, and he still found it unbelievable.

After all, Madam Wen is a pampered lady, and she is actually willing to work for her for free?

Upon hearing this, Madam Wen immediately flipped through the pulse record in her hand, and glanced outward for a few seconds before replying to Wen Yu:

"Madam Wen, I have read it all. I will write down the pulse diagnosis and ask the shop assistant to prepare the medicine according to the prescription tomorrow and send it to them."

Coincidentally, most of the businesses under the name of the Wen family were drugstores and medicinal fields, so Mrs. Wen took over the responsibility of providing the patients with medicinal materials.

Wen Yu only needs to take the pulse and prescribe medicine.

"Okay." Wen Yu nodded in response, "Thank you for your hard work, Madam Wen."

"These are nothing." Madam Wen's eyes softened as she collected the pulse records and said, "Compared to Madam Wen curing my son Yanli, this is really not worth mentioning."

Whether it was gold, silver, or some medicinal herbs, for the Wen family, it was just a piece of cake.

However, Yanli's illness has been lingering for a long time, and only Wen Niangzi's medical skills can cure it.

Mrs. Wen smiled and shook her head. She didn't know how profitable this deal was!

Wen Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, feeling quite helpless. Madam Wen kept saying these words every day, and she was used to hearing them.

But then again, Wen Yu retracted his gaze and looked at the countless pulse cases in front of him, which seemed to be more than double the number of the previous few days.

"But it seems that there are more people coming to see the doctor today than before." Wen Yu patted the pulse records at hand, a thick stack like a mountain.

After Madam Wen collected the last volume, she turned to look at Wen Yu and said, "Today is the first day of September, so there are naturally more people here."

September 1st.

Wen Yu calculated in his mind. According to the time in the human world, is it already September?

She was confused and then looked out.

Following the changed river channel, the water flows quietly into the fields, and the originally green and tender seedlings there have long since grown into golden rice fields.

When the river breeze blows, it brings waves of rich aroma of grains.

The rice will be harvested in a month or so.

Wen Yu couldn't help but purse her lips and smile. Is it already September?

For months, she had been seeing patients at the riverside clinic, while Song Linsheng had been taking care of the construction work on both sides of the Yuan River, and he was busy every day.

She was so busy day by day that she forgot about time.

But she still didn't understand what Madam Wen meant.

Wen Yu simply turned around and asked Madam Wen, "But... why are there so many people on the first day of September?"

"Hmm?" Madam Wen finished sorting out the pulse records and was wiping her hands with a handkerchief. "Madam Wen, don't you know?"

A breeze blew in from across the window sill, brushing across Wen Yu's forehead and blowing up her messy hair, making her feel a little dazed.

"Know what?"

Madam Wen smiled but didn't answer. After she had straightened her clothes, she shook her head and said with a smile, "Then this is Sir Song's fault."

Wen Yu's words made her even more confused. "Song Linsheng?"

What does Guan Songlin have to do with it?

Madam Wen covered her face with her sleeves, kept the matter in suspense, and refused to speak directly to Wen Yu.

"Don't worry, Madam Wen. I'll explain it to you later when Master Song comes back."

After saying this, Madam Wen greeted Wen Yu and stood up to say goodbye. "I will go back first and come back to see Madam Wen tomorrow."

Wen Yu was still trying to understand the meaning of Madam Wen's words, but when he saw her say goodbye, he also hurriedly stood up to see her off.

"It's still early. Madam Wen, are you going home now?"

She saw that the lady was smiling and radiant, and she always revealed an indescribable joy.

Madam Wen glanced at the bustling scene outside, then turned back to talk to Wen Yu.

"To be honest, Madam Wen, I received a letter from Yan Li some time ago saying that he had resigned from his official position and was heading back to Jiangyang."

Ever since Yanli went to Shangdu, the house has been deserted, and it has been a long time since it was as lively as outside.

"Calculating the time, it will only take one or two days. I should go home early and wait."

As Madam Wen finished speaking, Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, "Young Master Wen is going back to Jiangyang?"

She felt a little moved. It had been more than three months since they last parted at Wen Dao Book House and Young Master Wen had gone to Shangdu.

After that, she met Mr. Zhou several times and drank tea with him a few times. Although she couldn't see anything specific, she could feel that although Mr. Zhou looked calm, he was actually very upset.

But now that Master Wen has returned, I wonder... is there any room for turnaround?

Madam Wen nodded affirmatively, "Yes, Yanli is going back to Jiangyang."

"He said he was supposed to stay for a while, but he wanted to come back early, so he hastily handed the job over to someone else."

As for why I want to hurry up...

Mrs. Wen smiled gently, and she might have guessed something.

"Are we still going to leave?" Wen Yu asked immediately after hearing this. This was what she cared about most.

After all, the attraction of Shangdu City to Young Master Wen cannot be underestimated.

Madam Wen and Wen Yu looked at each other and probably understood what Wen Yu was asking. She immediately shook her head and denied it. "I'm not leaving. I'll stay in Jiangyang from now on."

After all, Jiangyang is the Wen family's roots, so it would be good if Yanli could come back.

What's more, Jiang Yang still has...

Madam Wen smiled and shook her head. If she had known this would happen, why would Yanli have gone through so much trouble?

"Yan Li hasn't even come to thank Madam Wen for saving my life." Madam Wen suddenly remembered something and said with a guilty look on her face, "When he returns home, I will definitely bring him here to apologize to Madam Wen."

"That's not necessary." Wen Yu raised his hand, brushing the overlapping pulse charts with his sleeves. "Madam Wen has been of great help to me recently."

Wen Yu was telling the truth.

Although... her superb skills in bringing people back to life have become well-known, she originally had no medical skills.

Whether it was curing Chen Mian or curing Wen Yanli, it was all the result of her seeking help from external forces.

During this period, she had to open a clinic to see patients. She studied medical books during the day and practiced magic at night, relying entirely on her healing talent as a plant elf to keep going.

If it weren't for Madam Wen's assistance and sorting out the pulse cases for her, she didn't know how busy she would be.

Wen Yu patted her cheeks, fearing that all her leaves were about to fall off.

"Madam Wen, you don't have to be so polite to me." Madam Wen shook her head, the red hairpin in her hair swaying with it. "Madam Wen cured Yan Li without asking for a penny. This is just the token of my gratitude."

"I'll take my leave now, Madam Wen."

After saying this, Madam Wen's eyebrows moved, and she had already stepped out, but suddenly turned around and spoke.

"As for...why there are so many people on the first day of September, remember to ask Lord Song."

Wen Yu was stunned by what she said. Before she could figure out what was going on, she saw him lift the curtain and walk out, his figure gradually moving away.

Since there are no patients today, why not finish work early?

Wen Yu turned around and looked around at her makeshift medical hut. Although it was just a simple thatched house, it was filled with medicinal materials and pulse charts, and it looked quite presentable.

She moved her wrists, then twisted her neck, and finally stretched herself and walked out of the house.

As soon as she lifted the door curtain, all kinds of scenery rushed into her eyes.

The sunset glow is like brocade, the Yuan River is like a white silk ribbon, green mountains stand on both sides, and fishing boats come and go below, it is really lively.

It was much more noisy than usual at this time of day.

Wen Yu looked far away and scanned both sides of the Yuan River.

The dam construction work had stopped, and everyone had unloaded their equipment and was walking back, but there was no sign of Song Linsheng.

A "bang" sound was heard.

Wen Yu's heart moved, and he immediately looked in the direction of the voice, "Song Linsheng!"

But what caught my eye was Yu Chang who slowly turned around. He was holding a winnowing basket for drying herbs and was combing them with one hand.

Hearing Wen Yu's shout, his fingertips paused, and his frosty eyes turned, raising his gaze from the winnowing basket and looking towards Wen Yu.

People say that the heat of autumn is at its hottest in September, but she couldn't help but shiver.

"Sister..." Wen Yu shrank her neck, feeling rather guilty, "Yu Chang."

How could she forget this...

This place was originally a temporary structure and there was not enough manpower. When she went out this morning, she had to persuade Yu Chang to come and help her.

But just now, I was so focused on looking at Song Linsheng that I forgot about Yu Chang...

Wen Yu's heart tightened. Although Yu Chang hadn't spoken yet, she already felt something was wrong.

During these days, she has gotten to know Yu Chang's personality quite well.

He looks serious and cold, but in fact... he is indeed unfathomable.

Wen Yu smiled dryly, then reluctantly admitted that she couldn't figure Yu Chang out.

Sometimes she saw him sitting in the corridor, neither speaking nor moving, as if he was just in a daze, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Um."

Yu Chang glanced over coldly and responded lightly without any other unnecessary words.

"This batch of medicinal materials has been damp and needs to be aired for a few more days."

He turned around, put the dustpan back on the shelf, and no longer looked at Wen Yu, leaving only a slightly desolate back.

Wen Yu raised her sleeve to touch the tip of her nose. She was almost frozen to death by Yu Chang.

But……

Wen Yu glanced at Yu Chang, and for a moment she couldn't tell what she felt.

At first, Yu Chang would scare her with his magic or bully her by relying on his cultivation, but recently...

He seemed to seldom talk to her, and even when he looked at her, he was often absent-minded, and no one knew what was going on.

Wen Yu puffed out her cheeks, wondering whether she should go up to him and apologize.

"Madam Wen!"

A sudden call interrupted Wen Yu's steps as she was about to take them.