The Doctor’s Three-Time Marriage - Chapter 492

Chapter 492: If you are a man, hurry up and go.

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Gu Ling and Su Liang had no interest in chopping Mo Yan themselves. At this point, scolding or beating him would be meaningless. Of course, seeing everyone get a chance to vent their anger firsthand was also genuinely enjoyable.

When everyone put down their weapons and returned to the lakeside, they resumed their previous activities: playing cards, chatting, and flirting.

“Let’s begin,” Qiao Cong urged Old Mu, who was shuffling the cards.

“Old Qiao, Old Bai, hurry up and put those notes back. We can’t forget about our previous bets!” Old Mu reminded them of their game from before.

Old Bai and Qiao Cong reluctantly reattached the paper notes they had taken down during the act.

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Qiao Cong spoke fiercely, “I don’t believe I can’t win at least once!”

The cunning Old Mu responded that winning required skill – Qiao Cong’s whimsical playing style wouldn’t make it easy to win.

While Su Liang’s five masters resumed their game, two couples from the family strolled leisurely to the other side of the lake. One pair was Qiao Jing and Min Rou, and the other was Qi Yan and Nangong Qian.

As soon as Qiao Cong returned this time, he announced his intention to have his grandchildren married by the end of the year. They had already chosen an auspicious date.

Qiao Jing and Min Rou had been engaged in a long-distance correspondence for some time, and now that they had finally met face-to-face, they were getting along quite well and gradually becoming more attached to each other.

Qi Yan and Nangong Qian had been passionately in love for quite some time, and they only awaited the settling of matters before getting married.

Lian Shun brought along fishing gear because Ying Ying suddenly said she wanted to eat fish. He declared that he would catch a couple of fat fish from Su Mansion’s lake and bring them home. The couple sat side by side by the lake and began fishing together.

The lively and heartwarming party continued, while Mo Yan, lying on the ground covered in wounds, and bleeding profusely, successfully experienced a world of pain.

After Gu Ling and Su Liang glanced at Mo Yan’s miserable state, they took Gu Xiaonuan and left, allowing Zhengzheng and Ji Xiaoshu to do as they pleased with their playtime.

As the “screenwriters” and “directors” of today’s show specifically for Mo Yan, Zhengzheng and Ji Xiaoshu were very satisfied with everyone’s performance, and Mo Yan’s reactions were entirely within their expectations. Although they were still young, they had been exposed to a lot since they were always around Su Liang and kept up to date with events. These two children knew more about current affairs and trends than some adults in their family.

Zhengzheng and Ji Xiaoshu walked over to Mo Yan once more, looking down at his pained, angry, and desperate expression, exchanging a smile. They had seen it all, and Mo Yan’s condition didn’t faze them in the least.

“Senior Brother, let’s count how many wounds there are and see if anyone cut him more than once,” Ji Xiaoshu suggested.

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Zhengzheng nodded, drawing a line on Mo Yan’s waist. “You count the upper body, and I’ll count the lower body.”

The two then started counting Mo Yan’s cuts, discussing whose hand each wound might have come from based on the shape and depth of the wound.

“Senior Brother, look at this cut! It’s so deep; it must have been Master Qiao who did it!” Ji Xiaoshu pointed at a wound.

Zhengzheng looked closely, comparing it to the other injuries, and said that he thought the wound from Qiao Cong was a different one. The two excitedly discussed and analyzed their guesses.

Meanwhile, Mo Yan lay there, bleeding profusely and in excruciating pain. The teasing and amused voices of the two children only made his mental state worse. Enraged and unable to take it any longer, he started vomiting blood and gritted his teeth, “You… shut up!”

“Senior Brother, he scolded us for being impolite earlier, and now he’s telling us to shut up. What should we do?” Ji Xiaoshu asked earnestly, her little face serious.

Zhengzheng sneered, “Being scolded as impolite by a big villain just proves we’re righteous. Our politeness depends on a person’s character. However, telling us to keep quiet now is too much. seems like he still hasn’t recognized the reality.”

Thus, after the two children counted the injuries and calculated the number of attackers, they called for Yan Shiba.

“Auntie Yan, it’s your turn!” Ji Xiaoshu shouted.

Yan Shiba was whispering to Weng Ran who was pouring tea for everyone. Without turning her head, she replied, “He’s covered in blood, too dirty. Nuannuan is out on the lake, so don’t let him go into the water and dirty our house’s water. Later, I’ll take him out to find a dirty ditch! Make sure he doesn’t die!” She then continued talking to Weng Ran, “Think about it, Cheng Yun is so good-looking, has great martial arts skills, and is very kind. Can you satisfy my desire to be a matchmaker? Can you?”

Weng Ran shook her head calmly, “Haven’t you already been a matchmaker?”

“When?” Yan Shiba claimed she hadn’t.

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Weng Ran smiled softly, “Who is it that always attributes Prince and Su Liang getting together to herself, mentioning it every day?”

Indeed, Yan Shiba used to frequently call herself Gu Ling and Su Liang’s matchmaker, adamantly denying that she had been played by them. But now, she didn’t care about that at all, shaking her head and denying, “No, I wasn’t! They were destined to be together before they met me, it has nothing to do with me!”

“Stop messing around,” Weng Ran pushed Yan Shiba away, “I’m busy. If you’re this bored, go ask Cheng Yun. He’ll definitely refuse and you can give up.”

Yan Shiba blinked, “Don’t speak too soon, I’m going now! If Cheng Yun doesn’t refuse, you have to give it a try! Deal?”

However, Yan Shiba turned around to find Cheng Yun gone. She asked Su Liang, who told her Cheng Yun had gone to Huguo Temple to visit Master Huiming and pick up some vegetarian dishes.

Yan Shiba was speechless, “I’ll talk to him when he comes back.”

After speaking with Yan Shiba, Zhengzheng and Ji Xiaoshu exchanged glances. Zhengzheng thought for a moment and said, “Xiaoshu, if we don’t care about him, his blood will soon run dry and he’ll die. We haven’t had a chance to use the medical skills our master taught us, so how about…”

Ji Xiaoshu’s eyes lit up, and he grinned, “Great Villain, you’re in luck. We, brothers, will personally heal your wounds!”

The two children had been learning medical skills from Su Liang, but because they were young, no patients dared let them practice on them. Therefore, they had only theoretical knowledge and zero practical experience. Now, looking at the injured Mo Yan, they both felt it was a great opportunity to practice medicine.

So, the two quickly ran back to Yuanming Pavilion and took out their respective medicine boxes. The boxes were gifts from Su Liang, with matching styles but different colors. The tools inside were complete, and all were specially made for them.

“I’ll take care of the upper body, and you take care of the lower body, Senior Brother. After we’re done, we’ll have Master and Master’s Wife come over to judge whose medical skills are better, okay?” Ji Xiaoshu once again started his “we must compete in everything” mode.

Zhengzheng agreed, calmly took out a bottle of hemostatic powder from his medicine box.

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After stopping the bleeding, Zhengzheng lamented, “Such good medicine is really wasted on him. But if it allows more people to have a chance to take revenge on Mo Yan, then it’s worth it.”

Then, Ji Xiaoshu asked, “What medicine?”

Zhengzheng looked up and couldn’t help but laugh, “Xiaoshu, how can you start sewing directly?”

With a silver needle in his hand, Ji Xiaoshu said calmly, “Ah, I forgot the steps, it’s my first time doing this, no experience, a bit eager. In that case, I’ll remove the stitches.”

Just as Mo Yan, who had been clenching his teeth while Ji Xiaoshu’s needle pierced and sewed his flesh, trying not to scream, he suddenly felt his skin being torn apart again. Unable to bear it, he let out a miserable scream.

Ji Xiaoshu frowned, “Keep it down! Can’t you bear the pain at such an old age? What if you scare my sister? Seriously!”

Mo Yan had never experienced such suffering and humiliation before transmigrating to this day, especially from two kids whose names he hadn’t even memorized. Under the double blow to his body and mind, he vomited another mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and fainted with anger.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoshu shook his head, “With such poor psychological endurance, how is he supposed to be a big villain? Seriously! Even that scoundrel Sheng Yue is better than him. He lost an arm and still acted like it was no big deal, knowing how to adapt to the situation!”

Zhengzheng gave his opinion, “It’s precisely the spatial magical treasure that gave Mo Yan the confidence and ability to do whatever he wanted. With the treasure protecting him, no one could harm him. His intelligence is far from comparable to that of Master and Mistress, let alone Sheng Yue or our grandmaster. If he were a little smarter, he wouldn’t have relied on the heaven-given magical treasure to end up in such a situation now.”

“Big Brother is right.” Ji Xiaoshu thought about the whole story, “This guy’s brain really doesn’t work. He’s made countless mistakes, being both foolish and arrogant. He’s a disgrace to transmigrators. Don’t ever say he’s the same as Mistress again; she’s ten thousand times smarter than him!”

Zhu Zan, who was passing by, couldn’t help but sigh at the two children’s conversation. Even Gu Ling and Su Liang’s little disciples were so insightful and intelligent; what could Mo Yan possibly use to compete with them? Mo Yan had been relying on the magic treasure to act as he pleased. Ever since he started going against Gu Ling and Su Liang, he made one mistake after another. He didn’t know who to trust, failed at managing his people, and lacked a big-picture view. Many times, he was led around by the nose by He Wei or Sheng Yue and made unwise decisions.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that Mo Yan is a stupid and conceited person, who only became a threat to Gu Ling and Su Liang by virtue of the spatial magical treasure. On the other hand, having lived two lifetimes, Mo Yan was still not smart enough despite his age, which was related to his identity as a transmigrator and the spatial magical treasure in his hands. The latter gave him too much confidence. He had been hidden away for years, acting like a king on Xingluo Island, thinking that he was the only one who mattered in the world and that everything was within his reach. He never experienced any real hardships and never truly grew.

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Meanwhile, Gu Ling and Su Liang walked a difficult path to reach this point, facing endless troubles and difficulties without ever stopping in their quest to improve their strength.

Even Sheng Yue, despite his young age, had clear goals and a deep mind, always able to bend and flex. Without the magic treasure, Mo Yan would be no match for Sheng Yue.

Zhu Zan came over and asked the two little ones if they needed any help.

Ji Xiaoshu said with a grin, “Uncle Zhu, you’re just in time. The sun is a bit too strong. Could you help us drag the big bad guy over to the shade under that tree? We’re practicing medical treatment for external injuries!”

Zhu Zan laughed, “No problem.” He dragged Mo Yan to the spot designated by Ji Xiaoshu, then went to clean up the blood elsewhere and brought a small table to be placed under the tree. He also fetched tea and desserts for the two kids, telling them not to tire themselves out.

In the meantime, Zhengzheng went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of salt and sugar solution to pour into the unconscious Mo Yan. Since Mo Yan was their practice dummy for healing injuries, they had to be serious about it and couldn’t let him die so easily.

When the two kids had completed the suturing and stopping the bleeding process on half of Mo Yan’s body, they called Gu Ling and Su Liang over to have a look.

“Great God, you go.” Su Liang said with a smile.

Gu Ling lightly tapped his toes and left the boat, leaping onto the shore. As he passed by the card table, he saw Qiao Cong’s face covered in slips of paper, leaving no room for new ones.

Gu Ling stopped and said to Qiao Cong, “Master will wait for Nuannuan to have a look before tearing them off.”

Qiao Cong hadn’t won a single round, and upon hearing Gu Ling’s words, he was so angry that his moustache bristled and his eyes widened. The slips of paper on his face were flown everywhere, “I suspect Old Mu is cheating!”

Old Mu, who had been winning all along, said cheerfully, “You just can’t accept defeat.”

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“Who can’t accept defeat? Let’s continue!” Qiao Cong slapped the table.

Cen Man found Qiao Cong’s reaction amusing and pointed out his problem, telling him to be more cautious when playing cards.

Qiao Cong shook his head, “Playing cards is supposed to be fun. Why bother calculating? Isn’t it tiring? I won’t do it!”

Old Bai agreed with Qiao Cong’s opinion, “Calculating cards is exhausting, I don’t do it either. Losing is just right; Nuannuan likes it.”

At this time, Gu Ling had already reached the tree and saw Mo Yan.

“Master, I treated his upper body, and elder brother treated his lower body. Take a look, who did a better job?” Ji Xiaoshu asked.

After taking a look, Gu Ling said that Zhengzheng’s stitching was better, even and beautiful.

“Indeed, my stitching doesn’t look good, but as long as it works.” Ji Xiaoshu looked at the crooked centipede-like wound he stitched and felt that it wasn’t as good-looking as Zhengzheng’s.

“This doesn’t seem very professional,” Gu Ling commented. “Mo Yan doesn’t have the right to say anything, but what if you get a serious patient in the future, will you still do this?”

Ji Xiaoshu scratched his head, “That’s true. I only thought about being faster, but elder brother is both fast and good, so I lost. I’ll just undo Mo Yan’s stitches and redo them. I’ll practice more!”

Gu Ling rubbed Ji Xiaoshu’s head, “It’s fine for today. You both are covered in blood. Go take a bath. You can treat him when he gets a new injury.”

Only then did the two children who were focused on practicing their medical skills notice that their clothes and shoes were dirty, and their hands were covered in blood.

Ji Xiaoshu made a disgusted face, “I smell so bad, my sister will surely hate me! Elder brother, let’s go!”

Gu Ling watched his two young disciples rush towards Yuanming Pavilion. He called Zhu Zan over, “Throw Mo Yan back into the dungeon, and then go help Zhengzheng and Xiaoshu take a bath.”

Zhu Zan nodded, “Yes, Prince.”

When Su Liang carried Gu Xiaonuan back to the shore, they saw two people with faces covered in paper strips waiting to take Gu Xiaonuan. One was Qiao Cong, and the other was Old White. Weng Ming had also lost a few times, but he hadn’t torn off the few paper strips on his face yet, so he walked over as well.

Qiao Cong blew off the paper strips, and Gu Xiaonuan giggled, calling out, “Master!”

“Haha! Nuannuan, come! You can play with the paper strips on master’s face.” Qiao Cong held Gu Xiaonuan and said cheerfully.

Gu Xiaonuan began pulling off the paper strips one by one, finding it amusing to reveal Qiao Cong’s face. After playing with Qiao Cong, she was taken over by Old White and pulled off the paper strips from his face as well.

Cheng Yun returned from Huguo Temple, carrying a large food box in his hand. He was about to deliver it to the kitchen when Yan Shiba stopped him.

“What’s up?” Cheng Yun calmly asked. He knew that Yan Shiba had given up on him, so he wasn’t afraid of Yan Shiba anymore.

Yan Shiba nodded seriously, “Since you’ve renounced your faith, started eating meat, and should be considering the matter of marrying a wife. After all, I’ve been calling you brother for so long; I’ll be your sister in the future! I think you and Little Ranran are quite compatible. Think about it carefully, and don’t just say no. A man cannot say no!”

Cheng Yun was stunned, “Me and Weng Ran?”

Yan Shiba nodded, “Yes! What do you think?”

Cheng Yun frowned with a strange expression, “I… do you think she’ll like me?”

Upon hearing this, Yan Shiba froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, “So you’ve had your eye on Little Ranran for a while now? Why didn’t you say something earlier? Go ask her and you’ll know if she’ll like you or not! Be a man and go!”