Yan Luo couldn't understand why, given her young mistress's abilities, killing Cai Fanzhou would be an easy task, so why let him go?
Su Ruojin watched the departing prison van and slowly said:
"For Cai Fanzhou, going from a revered miracle doctor to a despised criminal, with Wang Shi leaving him and the two children missing, is worse than death for him. Moreover, given his health, it's hard to say whether the Lagu Stone Factory can even survive for a year."
Yanluo looked at her with admiration: "As expected of Miss."
Zhihua smiled silently to the side.
Others might not know, but she knew perfectly well that her young mistress was unwilling to kill unless absolutely necessary.
However, this does not mean that Miss is really soft-hearted. Someone once bribed an assassin to assassinate the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion. As a result, he was poisoned as soon as he entered the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion. He screamed for seven days and seven nights, and died as his skin and internal organs rotted away. He was powerless to commit suicide.
From then on, no one dared to easily enter the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion.
If Cai Fanzhou can cherish this opportunity and behave himself, that will be fine. But if he continues to be unrepentant and falls into the hands of the young lady again, then he will truly only have one way out: death.
When the withered trees in Yanyang sprouted new buds and the forsythia buds fell, Ren'ai Hall had become the number one medical clinic in Yanyang, with patients coming in droves every day.
Su Ruojin could barely carry Xiaobao anymore. Old Madam Lin looked at Xiaobao with a face full of relief: "Xiaobao has not only gained weight, but also grown a little taller. Alas, I just wonder when he will start to speak."
Su Ruojin smiled and patted Xiaobao's head: "There's no rush to talk about it."
Psychological trauma cannot be repaired in a short time. In just over two months, it is already a great improvement that Xiao Bao has been able to accept the few people who are close to him in the clinic.
Xiao Bao can now eat normally like other children. Except for avoiding particularly spicy, stimulating, or hard-to-digest foods, there is no need to pay excessive attention to his diet.
Su Ruojin was already very satisfied to occasionally see a smile on Xiao Bao's face.
Calculating the time, there is less than a month left before Jiang Qi'an should pick up Xiao Bao as promised.
After spending some time together, Su Ruojin felt a pang of reluctance to part with Xiaobao.
Perhaps we can ask Jiang Qi'an next time we meet whether it will be convenient for us to visit Xiao Bao more often after he goes back home.
During this time, Zhong Rujin slowly tried to stand up and began rehabilitation training.
The little girl is quite good. Even though she was sweating profusely from the pain, she never complained and gritted her teeth to persevere in her exercise.
Mrs. Zhong's health is also gradually improving.
Lin Wanqing ran away, Cai Fanzhou was exiled to the border, and Jirentang went from being the number one medical clinic in Yanyang to an ordinary medical clinic, with its business plummeting.
After Lin Zhengshan was demoted to county magistrate, he and Zhao Jiao became much more well-behaved and never bothered Su Ruojin at the clinic again.
As night fell, Su Ruojin took Xiaobao back to his own room. Xiaobao has now learned to sleep in a room by himself.
However, to make Xiaobao feel safe, Su Ruojin made a door between her room and Xiaobao's room so that Xiaobao could find her whenever he needed to.
After Xiao Bao fell asleep, Su Ruojin returned to her room.
As soon as she entered the room, a strong smell of blood wafted over. Her pupils contracted slightly, and she slowly reached into her sleeve, taking out three silver needles with a faint blue glow at their tips.
She moved quietly, slowly approaching the source of the bloody smell.
Sure enough, a dark figure was seen leaning against the bed. Su Ruojin raised her hand, and the silver needle was about to fly towards the dark figure.
"It's me," a deep voice said.
Upon hearing this sound, Su Ruojin raised her hand, and the silver needle barely grazed the top of the dark figure's head before embedding itself in the wall.
She quickly walked over and saw Jiang Qi'an dressed in black, his face as pale as paper, his lips black and purple, and his eyes half-closed listlessly.
"What are you doing here?" Su Ruojin hurried over to help him up.
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