Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 460: An ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade in his arms

Yan Yu paused, then looked at Yan Hang and smiled: "What you said makes sense. Let's discuss this another day."

Yan Hang smiled gently and said nothing more.

In the evening, after Xiao Yan returned, he excitedly told Yan Yu about the flute player.

Yan Hang listened for a while, then changed the subject.

The next day, Xiao Yan left home early.

As soon as Yan Yu stepped out of the courtyard gate, he saw Xiao Yan returning.

"Kid, didn't you go find that skeleton demon?" Yan Yu asked.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "Brother Yan Yu, I came to find you."

"That sleeping brother hasn't taken a bath in a long time, he smells terrible. Young Master Shi'an isn't here, so Miss asked me to come and find you to take a look."

Yan Yu frowned in disgust: "The skeleton demon wants me to bathe the flute player? She's dreaming!"

"Oh dear, Brother Yan Yu, I'm not asking you to go wash, I'm asking you to watch others wash." Little Yan tugged at Yan Yu's sleeve.
"The two ladies said that you are the one they trust the most."

Yan Yu didn't believe such nonsense. He narrowed his eyes and patted Xiao Yan's head:
"What do you mean by 'only trust me'? It's obvious that the Lin family members are all gone now, and only I can be of use, okay?"

He complained, but his feet followed Xiao Yan's every step.

"boom!"

Before the two had taken more than a few steps, a muffled groan came from the courtyard.

Yan Yu's expression changed, and he turned and went back to the courtyard.

He spotted Yan Hang lying on the ground at a glance and asked anxiously, "Xiao Hang, how are you?"

Yan Hang shook his head: "It's alright."

As he spoke, he tugged at his sleeve.

Yan Yu frowned, grabbed his wrist, and pulled up his sleeve.

With this pull, the crisscrossing scars on Yan Hang's arm came into view.

He hurriedly covered himself.

Yan Yu frowned: "Did your adoptive parents do this too?"

"New wounds on top of old wounds, does it hurt?"

Yan Hang nodded and then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

"Let's go, let's go to the clinic first." Without waiting for a reply, Yan Yu pulled Yan Hang out.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was still standing to the side waiting for him, he waved his hand:
"Little devil, tell the skeleton spirit that we'll wash it another day. I'll take Xiaohang to the clinic first."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Yan's reply, Yan Yu pulled Yan Hang and walked outside.

Xiao Yan watched the two figures disappear into the distance and then ran towards Lin Zhiqing's direction.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he saw Lin Zhiqing and Lin Yangyang.

"Xiao Yan, how is it?" Lin Yangyang slammed the door shut.

Xiao Yan looked at Lin Zhiqing: "Brother Yan Yu didn't come over."

"Brother Yan Hang is injured, and Brother Yan Yu took him to the clinic."

"It's alright, you can wash it another day." Lin Zhiqing handed a piece of pastry to Xiao Yan.

"Thank you, Miss." Xiao Yan ate in small bites.

"You little rascal, calling me 'Miss' all the time, it sounds awful." Lin Yangyang patted Xiao Yan's head.
"This is your master, and you are his last disciple. Don't you dare change how you address him!"

Xiao Yan was taken aback, her eyes darting back and forth between Lin Yangyang and Lin Zhiqing.

"Master? Can I really do it?"

His eyes were bright, and he stared intently at Lin Zhiqing.

It's just taking on an apprentice; Xiao Yan is indeed a promising talent.

Thinking of this, she nodded.

Xiao Yan jumped up immediately: "Master, I have a master now!"

"Don't forget your martial uncle!" Lin Yangyang smiled.

Xiao Yan shook her head vigorously: "I won't forget."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Zhiqing several times.

The speed was so fast that Lin Zhiqing didn't even have time to pull it.

"Xiao Yan, keep this to yourself for now," Lin Zhiqing advised. A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.

Human nature is inherently flawed and cannot withstand scrutiny.

Xiao Yan understood immediately and nodded vigorously.

It was afternoon, and the three of them were busy with their own things when there was a knock on the door.

Lin Yangyang opened the door and saw Yan Hang. She smiled at him.
"Xiao Hang, what brings you here?"

"Didn't your brother take you to the clinic? How are you?"

Yan Hang smiled shyly: "My brother has something to do, so he went to take care of it first."

“You came to see him during the day. I had nothing to do, so I thought I'd come and see if there was anything I could do to help.”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiqing stepped forward: "Xiao Hang, there is indeed something I need your help with."

Lin Yangyang was taken aback: "Qing-meimei, Xiaohang is injured."

"No problem, I can do it." Yan Hang was eager to try.

Lin Zhiqing smiled and said, "It's not heavy work, of course I can do it."

As she spoke, she let Yan Hang into the courtyard.

After Yan Hang entered the room, his eyes darted around, constantly observing his surroundings.

Seeing that only Lin Zhiqing, Lin Yangyang, and Xiao Yan were in the courtyard, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Xiao Hang, what are you standing there for? Come here." Lin Zhiqing waved to Xiao Hang.

Yan Hang realized what was happening and immediately walked towards Lin Zhiqing.

"Come, take a look. A few days ago, Jianxintang sent over some nourishing medicinal herbs, but I accidentally mixed them up," Lin Zhiqing asked, pointing to the herbs in the basket.

Yan Hang was taken aback, not expecting that Lin Zhiqing had come to him to identify medicinal herbs.

“Qing-meimei, you’re confused. This kind of thing should be discussed with the royal physician. How would Xiao Hang know?” Lin Yangyang scratched her head.

Yan Hang smiled too.

Lin Zhiqing shook his head:
"Cousin, have you forgotten? The imperial physician had some family matters to attend to and took leave to go home. Otherwise, why would Yan Yu have taken Xiao Hang out to see a doctor?"

"Xiao Hang and Yan Yu both come from the residence of Yan, the Imperial Physician. Yan Yu said that they are very familiar with medicinal herbs."

"Yan Yu's current poison skills are also derived from medical skills."

"Hiss~" Lin Yangyang scratched her head:

"You're right. How could the son of the head of the Imperial Medical Academy not recognize medicinal herbs?"

Therefore, both of them turned their gazes to Yan Hang.

Yan Hang glanced at the two of them, then at the basket of medicinal herbs on the ground.

He chuckled softly:

"Ladies, although I recognize medicinal herbs, I dare not make a hasty judgment. This is a matter of life and death!"

"It's alright, I believe you." Lin Zhiqing's smile was very friendly.

Seeing this, Yan Hang had no choice but to slowly bend down and examine the medicinal herbs in the basket.

Lin Zhiqing stared at the back of his head, narrowing her eyes.

Lin Yangyang leaned closer: "So, did you figure it out?"

Yan Hang picked up some medicinal herbs, smelled them, and examined them, his brows furrowing deeply.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiqing smiled kindly: "It's alright if you can't tell. We can wait for the physician to return before dividing it."

“Miss Zhiqing, you can tell.” Yan Hang turned around and smiled at him.

When he smiled, he revealed two canine teeth, looking completely harmless.

Lin Zhiqing raised an eyebrow: "You figured it out?"

He nodded, divided the herbs into several portions, and began to speak, pointing to them:
"This is Astragalus membranaceus, this is Rehmannia glutinosa, this is Ligustrum lucidum, and this is Cuscuta chinensis."

He recited the names of several medicinal herbs.

Lin Zhiqing remained silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Yan Hang's lips curled down slightly.

But the next moment, Lin Zhiqing clapped his hands:

"That's right, these are indeed the medicinal herbs that Jianxintang sent over."

"Xiao Hang, you have indeed lived up to your father's reputation."