Abao had just been sent to get the sweet soup when she saw a huge black scorpion hanging from Chu Huaixu's finger from afar, which startled her so much that she spilled the sweet soup in her hand.
His face was deathly pale, and he paced anxiously in circles: "Young master, are you alright?! Where did this scorpion come from? Are you dizzy or nauseous?!"
"Oh no, oh no! This scorpion looks so big and so black, could it be highly venomous? Young master, please wait, this servant will go find the steward right now!"
"The master will definitely kill us all, waaaaah..."
Chu Huaixu calmly replied, "It's alright, I won't die for now."
"Huh?" Abao stopped crying. "It's not poisonous?"
"But I might feel a little dizzy," Chu Huaixu added.
Abao's face turned even paler, and she cried out, "Please wait a moment, this servant will go find the steward right away!"
"Why bother finding a butler?" Chu Huaixu sat back down. "By the time you find a butler and he finds a doctor, my body will be cold."
Abao: "..."
"Isn't this the thing that the miracle doctor in the side courtyard raises? Go, go and invite the miracle doctor over directly."
"Oh, right, right!" Abao slapped his forehead. "This servant was so flustered!"
Ah Bao was once ordered by the housekeeper to deliver food to the person in the side courtyard. The courtyard was full of centipedes and scorpions, which terrified him so much that he had nightmares for several nights in a row.
But now Young Master Huaiyue is in critical condition. If anything happens to him, the master will skin him alive.
Abao didn't dare delay for a moment: "This servant will go right now! Young master, please hold on!"
Chu Huaixu: "..."
This kid is stupid. He's been poisoned. Can he really decide whether he can survive?
Just like Xiao An.
Xiao An.
He suddenly missed the little brat and wondered how he was doing.
Well, everyone has their own fate. It's better than living a precarious life by his side.
...
"Miracle doctor, here, please hurry... hurry..." Abao hurried along, his voice filled with even more obvious sobs.
In contrast, the masked doctor behind him remained calm.
"Young Master Huaiyue." Approaching him, the masked man bowed to Chu Huaixu. Looking down, he saw the poisonous scorpion on Chu Huaixu's fingertip.
Yan Qingshan was genuinely impressed by this person's composure despite being poisoned.
I can't help but think back to those days when this person was just like he is now, able to endure what others cannot.
Yan Qingshan took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed Chu Huaixu a black pill:
"Young master, you should first get rid of the poison. These scorpions are all carefully raised by me. If they were to harm you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility."
Chu Huaixu smiled and said, "The divine physician is joking."
"I'm not joking. That commander is a madman. I'm afraid he might accidentally burn all my treasures to the ground," Yan Qingshan said.
Chu Huaixu chuckled again, thanked him, and swallowed the pill.
Seeing this, Abao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could fully exhale, Yan Qingshan said, "Young master, aren't you afraid that what I gave you was poison?"
“…?!” Abao was stunned and stared at him.
Chu Huaixu laughed and said, "I'm not afraid. I've already been poisoned by scorpion venom anyway, and I'll die without the antidote."
"Hahahaha..." Yan Qingshan laughed as well, "As expected of the young master, still the same as before. Then I'll say it again, although I hate people with the surname Song, I admire you."
The masked man's words stirred Chu Huaixu's heart slightly, but he didn't show it on his face: "Thank you for the praise, Divine Doctor."
"Young master doesn't seem like someone who would joke with his life. Why did you impulsively catch my scorpion with your bare hands just now?"
Chu Huaixu lifted his eyelids and asked in return, "What about the miracle doctor?"
Their eyes met, and a faint smile appeared in both of their eyes.
Finally, Yan Qingshan spoke first. He removed his mask and stared at Chu Huaixu: "Young Master, do you recognize who I am?"
The previous two meetings were rushed, and Yan Qingshan was wearing a ghost mask, so Chu Huaixu didn't really recognize him, nor did he dare to think in that direction.
But just now I heard the masked man mention "back then." After staring at the other man's unburned half of his face for a while, the more I looked, the more familiar he seemed.
Suddenly, his pupils trembled slightly, and he bowed deeply to the masked man: "It was my poor eyesight that prevented me from recognizing my benefactor."
"Benefactor?" Yan Qingshan laughed loudly. "That's a novel way to address me."
“Mr. Yan, I swore on the very day that I would repay your life-saving kindness with all my might, even if it meant repaying you with my life. But sir, your face…”
Yan Qingshan revealed a strange smile.
His usual behavior was already quite bizarre, and coupled with the fact that he kept five poisonous creatures in front of his house, Ah Bao was already terrified of him. Seeing his smile now made her even more frightened, and cold sweat kept breaking out on her palms.
If it weren't for Chu Huaixu's presence, he probably would have run away long ago.
“He said he didn’t know about this, and now you also say you don’t know. So how exactly was my face ruined…” Yan Qingshan raised his head, his gaze falling into the distance, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred.
His left cheek was particularly badly injured, clearly burned by the fire. Chu Huaixu didn't know why he would ask such a question, but he sensed that there was something implied in his words, and that it was obviously directed at him and Song Ting.
Chu Huaixu waved his hand and said to A Bao, "I have something to say to the divine doctor. You can go down now."
Abao hesitated for a moment. He had received orders from Song Ting, whose master instructed him to keep a close watch on Young Master Huaiyue at all times and not allow any mishaps.
But the master also said that everything should be based on Young Master Huaiyue's wishes.
After thinking for a moment, A Bao still dared not disobey Chu Huaixu's wishes and left: "Then this servant will go down first. If the young master needs anything, remember to call this servant."
Chu Huaixu nodded: "Understood, go ahead." After A Bao had walked away, he asked Yan Qingshan, "What did you mean by what you just said, benefactor? Do you perhaps think this matter is related to me?"
Yan Qingshan continued to smile strangely, but remained silent.
Chu Huaixu sat down beside him. He hadn't lied to Abao; he had indeed felt dizzy after being bitten by the scorpion and had barely managed to stay upright. Now that he had taken the antidote, the symptoms had disappeared.
The unfinished melon seeds were still lying to the side. Yan Qingshan grabbed a handful without ceremony and asked Chu Huaixu, "Young Master Chu, do you still remember what happened back then?"
"Of course I remember," Chu Huaixu said. "Unforgettable..."
Back then, Chu Huaixu woke up amidst a not-so-violent jolt. He opened his eyes only to be startled by the bright light around him, causing him to close them again. It took him a while to adjust before he slowly opened his eyelids again.
He found himself in a carriage. Light streamed in through the windows, but it wasn't actually that glaring because of the beaded curtains. It was just that he had been in the dark prison for so long that he found it hard to adjust to the sudden sunlight.
He braced himself with his arms, trying to sit up, but forgot that the tendons in his hands and feet had been severed, making it impossible for him to sit up.
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