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The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer

Chapter 85: Copper Beans (1)_1

Author: Mountain Sunrise
updatedAt: 2025-09-18

CHAPTER 85: 85: COPPER BEANS (1)_1

Yixuan came out holding a basin of water, with a blood-stained white cloth on top of the basin. He froze for a moment when he saw the several people outside the door.

"You’ve arrived?" He first looked at Dong Huiying, then turned his gaze to Big Brother Zhi Chen and the female boss Hong Xiangjun.

Dong Huiying detected the smell of herbal medicine and realized that Yixuan must have been helping his brothers change their dressings earlier.

Yixuan set down the basin and quickly walked towards Dong Huiying. His limp leg was usually fine when he walked slowly, but it became more pronounced when he walked too fast.

Dong Huiying, seeing that Yixuan’s complexion was not bad, knew that Hong Xiangjun had not mistreated them, but she still asked, "Yixuan, are you alright?"

Yixuan nodded his head, "Yixuan is fine, it’s just that Second Brother and Third Brother... their conditions are not too good."

At this moment, Hong Xiangjun said, "Well, Miss Dong, you see? Although Dachun ’invited’ your family’s husbands over, you can see I haven’t mistreated them, right?" Hong Xiangjun stood to one side, her lips curving into a gentle smile.

Dong Huiying glanced at her, then asked Yixuan, "How are the others doing?"

Yixuan sighed, "Madame Zhou used knockout smoke to capture us. At the time, Second Brother heard the noise and got down from the bed, but because he inhaled the smoke, he took a fall. Third Brother... his injuries are severe, the wounds on his stomach and shoulder have split open."

Dong Huiying furrowed her brows, then rushed into the bedchamber with quick, nimble steps.

The frail Shu Yu was sitting at the edge of the bed putting on shoes, while Shujun lay on the bed, not fully conscious and still in a coma.

Dong Huiying glanced at Shu Yu, then swiftly climbed onto the bed.

Her dark little hand touched Shujun’s forehead; usually a frivolous and indolent person, he looked particularly obedient while unconscious.

He had a high fever due to the infection in his wounds. His originally fair skin had already turned a vivid shade of pink, making him appear even more enchanting, and even the breath he exhaled was scorchingly hot.

Dong Huiying puckered her little brow, then lifted the covers off Shujun. She checked his wounds and indeed, they had split open somewhat, but it was not severe. Moreover, some white powder had been sprinkled on Shujun’s wounds.

She pinched some powder and brought it close to her nose, sniffing gently.

"Hmm?"

This kind of powder was specifically for treating external injuries, and its composition was quite good.

She turned to look behind her and saw that Hong Xiangjun had also come in, with Liang Zhichen and Liang Yixuan behind her.

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and Liang Haoming, who had been silently standing in the corner, came towards Dong Huiying.

"How is Third Brother?" he asked.

Dong Huiying was stunned for a moment. This man truly knew the value of words!

But there was something strange.

She suddenly realized something.

This Hong Xiangjun... why did her gaze always drift towards Liang Haoming? And when Liang Haoming spoke, did Hong Xiangjun’s body seem to stiffen?

With furrowed brows, Dong Huiying wondered if there was something fishy going on. Otherwise, why would Hong Xiangjun be so sensitive towards Liang Haoming?

Haoming, seeing Dong Huiying tilting her little head with no idea what she was thinking, stood with a wooden expression and silent.

It was not until Dong Huiying came back to her senses that she said to Haoming, "I think it would be best for us to make a stretcher; it’s not troublesome, just lash a few planks together, and later we can carry Liang Shujun home on it."

Haoming blinked his eyes, then left without a word.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Dong Huiying had at least interacted with this man for a few days and had begun to understand his temperament, she might have suspected that she was being ignored by him.

Haoming’s emotional intelligence was really too low, not at all comparable to the graciously social Third Brother, but still slightly better than Fifth Brother Liang Yuening.

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