"Master, today is my father's birthday. My mother made something delicious and asked me to invite Uncle Duan to dinner."
"Your Uncle Duan has gone out on some business and hasn't returned yet. It turns out it's the National Day. Well then, your master will come to your house for dinner tonight."
“Xingran, you’re a bit late. Otherwise, I would have introduced you to someone, Gu Moli, the younger brother of your brother Moting. He was on a mission and passed through Stone Town. He had a few hours of free time and came here to see this old man.”
Su Xingran thought of the boy she had just seen; he was indeed as Uncle Tai'an had described, like he had stepped out of a painting. He must have been very handsome in his youth, and now he had grown into a dashing and masculine man with a touch of maturity.
Gu Moli thus left a trace in Su Xingran's mind. However, at this moment, Su Xingran only appreciated him for a fleeting moment and had no other thoughts.
Time always slips away unnoticed, and the cold winter has arrived again, signaling the end of the year. Su Xingran has already started her winter vacation, and the village has entered its hibernation period.
It was snowing lightly that day, and Su Xingran's family and Dr. Huang were having hot pot at home. Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on Dr. Huang's door, interrupting the conversation inside.
Duan Yuming went out to open the door, where Su Wenzhong, the eldest son of Su Laoda, was standing. Su Wenzhong looked anxious and immediately went to greet him when he saw the door open.
"I need to see Dr. Huang. My grandma and my mother are writhing in pain at home." Su Wenzhong gasped for breath, his head covered in snowflakes, wearing a tattered cotton coat and shivering from the cold.
Duan Yuming looked at the snowflakes falling outside the door, then at the boy whose face was red from the cold and who was shivering all over. "You go inside and wait here. I'll go call Uncle Huang for you."
When Dr. Huang saw Duan Yuming return, he asked him, "Yuming, who came?"
"Uncle Huang, this is Su Laoda's third son. He said his grandmother and mother are writhing in pain at home and he wants you to come and take a look." Now Duan Yuming knows almost all the villagers in Sujia Village.
Su Xingran, who was sitting there eating, heard Old Lady Su and Zhao Xiaohua writhing in pain. She knew what was happening; the poison she had given them was taking effect.
Su Xingran wanted to tell her master not to go, but she knew her master would definitely go. In her master's heart, a doctor's job was to save lives, and patients were the top priority. No matter who the patient was, saving them was the priority, and other treatments would follow.
She couldn't tell her master that she was the one who poisoned Granny Su and Zhao Xiaohua.
"Master, let me go with you. It's snowing lightly outside! The roads are slippery and it's not safe."
"Yes, Uncle Huang, it's reassuring for us to have Ranran accompany you in this snowy weather."
Mr. and Mrs. Su shared the same attitude. Hearing that it was Old Mrs. Su and Zhao Xiaohua who were upset, the couple felt nothing. After all, they weren't family anymore, and it had nothing to do with them.
"Uncle Huang, why don't I and Xingran go with you? I'll hold the umbrella for you." Duan Yuming was also worried about the master and apprentice.
"No need, Yuming, you stay here with Guomin, Huilan, continue eating, Xingran and I will go." Doctor Huang declined, saying that a doctor's visit didn't require so many people.
Su Wenzhong was getting impatient waiting outside; it was so cold. He looked up at the doorway and finally saw Doctor Huang coming out, followed by Su Xingran carrying her medicine chest.
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