Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help laughing. She rubbed her belly and laughed for a long time. She wiped her tears and said, "This Doctor Yan is really a living treasure!"
The maids were quiet for a few days and each found fun in Yan Lin.
In the yamen, the servant explained on Yan Lin's behalf, and after much persuasion, the officer finally realized that it was a misunderstanding and was willing to release the man.
Before releasing the man, the officer specifically instructed the servant, "As a servant, you must be more careful in the future."
The servant thought about it carefully, but still didn't understand the officer's hint.
After thinking it over, he stuffed a piece of silver into the bag and asked in a low voice, "Sir, I'm stupid. You might as well tell me something."
The official hadn't intended to be too blunt. He weighed the change in his hand, thinking he could get a pot of fine wine that evening. He said with a gentle expression, "There's a saying that goes, 'He who heals others cannot heal himself.' Even though your son is a doctor, he can't even diagnose his own illness."
The servant suddenly realized and continued to ask, "Sir, is my young master ill?"
Apart from the secret of fainting at the sight of blood, Yan Lin's behavior is usually normal.
The official, considering the silver, patted the servant's shoulder and sighed sadly: "You are also a sensible person, so I have nothing to hide. Heart disease is also a disease."
Having worked in the yamen for more than 20 years, the officers had seen people like Yan Lin killing chickens and beheading people.
"That man was a handsome scholar. Because of a grudge he had with someone, he killed a family of eight in the village, not even sparing the crying baby!"
At that time, this case shocked the northern border town.
Even after learning the truth, the villagers still couldn't believe it.
"When our lords were trying the case, the villagers said that the scholar was usually polite to others and seemed to be normal, except for the killing of the chicken and the beheading..."
Killing chickens and beheading them is a way to vent, but if not done properly it can become distorted.
The officer stared at Yan Lin for a long time and thought that Yan Lin's eyes and behavior were similar to those of the scholar who committed the massacre of the whole family.
The servant shuddered after hearing this. Is it so weird?
Could it be that his son had already become terminally ill without him noticing?
When I came out of the yamen, it was almost time for dinner.
Yan Lin smiled strangely and told the servant, "Go buy twenty more hens and send them to Madam Xie later."
After killing the chicken, Yan Lin did not faint from the blood. He felt more confident and could not help but say, "Killing a chicken and killing a person are similar. Don't those executioners also chop off heads on the guillotine?"
The servant: "..."
Whatever you fear will come to you. His young master is really twisted!
Not daring to resist Yan Lin's arrangement, the servant patted his chest and said sentimentally, "Sir, I have followed you for many years and have never had any second thoughts. Even when the clansmen came to pry into your secrets, I never revealed a single word. I am loyal only to you."
Yan Lin raised his eyelids and said in a flat voice: "So, you mean to ask for a reward?"
“No, no!”
How dare the servant? Compared to the reward money, he wants his life!
The master and servant were talking at cross purposes and had their own thoughts.
Yan Lin shamelessly visited for the second time. It happened that Jiang Yuzhu was having a barbecue party at her house and invited Yan Lin to stay for dinner.
"Mrs. Xie, where is this meat from? It looks like crispy bones and tastes great!"
After being hungry for a day, Yan Lin's appetite was greatly increased.
The wine had a pure taste and paired well with the various meat skewers. He ate with great relish and without any hesitation.
Hong Xiu glanced at it and replied, "Doctor Yan, what you eat is the essence of the chicken, a treasure in your palm, a piece dug out from the chicken's feet."
Fortunately, we killed a lot of chickens, so we finally had a few skewers.
Yan Lin looked at it carefully and nodded continuously.
Nowadays, when wealthy families stew chicken, most of them don’t eat the leftovers. Yan Lin has never even eaten chicken feet.
He waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow, I'll send over dozens more chickens. As much as you want!"
Jiang Yuzhu was tasting her wine and nearly spit it out. Before Yan Lin could speak again, she said slowly, "Doctor Yan, I understand how you feel, but you've already killed nearly fifty hens."
The extra chicken was sent to the patrolling troops of Captain Fang in the north camp as a snack.
Even if he killed a few hundred more chickens, Yan Lin would not gain much.
Yan Lin hesitated for a moment and humbly asked for advice: "Mrs. Xie, do you have any other ideas?"
If his blood phobia gets better, not only can Yan Lin take over Jishiditang with full legitimacy, he can also become a real doctor. He is eager to make a breakthrough in his medical practice.
"The soldiers in the north camp are short of medicinal materials and good doctors. I can mobilize the warehouses of the five northern cities to provide military supplies at cost price."
Yan Lin promised that he was still the young master, the kind who had escaped marriage, and his clansmen were dissatisfied with him. Mobilizing five cities was already his limit.
When Jiang Yuzhu heard this, she knew what she wanted was tangible benefits!
"Thank you, Madam. The sooner the better!"
The reason why five cities were given was because Yan Lin was certain that the information would be delayed.
After he escaped from his marriage, the Yan family would definitely try to cover it up. Once they couldn't cover it up anymore and rumors started flying everywhere, how could the Yan family, who cared about their reputation, let him have an easy time?
At present, the news should not have reached the North for at most half a month.
"Half a month. You want to recover from your nearly twenty-year illness in half a month?"
Jiang Yuzhu never expected that time was tight and the task was heavy.
"Doctor Yan, I have a plan for you. Since you're no longer afraid of chicken blood, why don't we kill chickens tomorrow and instead kill rabbits? What do you think?"
The root cause of the disease accumulated over the years cannot be cured in one bite.
Jiang Yuzhu was vaguely anxious and just hoped that Yan Lin could work harder.
The two countries went to war and medicinal materials were in short supply.
The subordinates who went to the Jiangnan area to purchase medicinal materials previously reported that most of the medicinal materials in the south were controlled by a few companies. Due to the war, the prices of medicinal materials skyrocketed, and it was obvious that they were trying to make money from the war.
The silver that could have bought a cart of grain was only enough to buy half a cart or one-third of it.
Jiang Yuzhu had plenty of money, but she didn't want to be taken advantage of by unscrupulous merchants.
To deal with Yan Lin is equivalent to to deal with the supply of medicinal materials!
Yan Lin ate until he was half full, and then he stopped eating voraciously and ate in a much more polite manner.
"How do you kill a rabbit?"
It seems that it is not easy to chop off the head after killing a rabbit?
Yan Lin touched his neck and made a knife gesture with his hand.
Seeing this, the servant beside him smiled a smile that was uglier than crying. He asked weakly, "Madam Xie, is there no other way?"
If this goes on, the servant is afraid that he will be killed by his master in his sleep.
Moreover, it is inevitable that there will be blood.
Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her brows and finally shook her head: "There is a way, but it will take a long time to heal. I'm afraid Doctor Yan can't wait that long."
Yan Lin can wait, but the injured soldiers in the north cannot!
Jiang Yuzhu fixed her gaze on Yan Lin and explained, "Cooks usually kill rabbits by suffocating or beating them, which keeps the skin intact. But that won't work on you. How about cutting the neck?"
"Thank you, Madam. I am a man of my word and will never break my promise."
Yan Lin accepted it well and promised solemnly.
Jiang Yuzhu was speechless and turned her back.
Is she worried that Yan Lin will go back on his word? Is she worried that he will let her down?
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