AUBTN -Chapter 257 Wanqing Medical Clinic

So now she was already as familiar with ancient medical texts as if they were her own possessions, speaking about them with ease and confidence.

【These are all good things recorded in ancient texts. Even in modern times, they could easily be enough to publish a core journal paper.】

【More importantly, they can be prepared for Shen Jue. With his high-profile identity that attracts trouble, he will inevitably suffer injuries in the future.】

Standing behind her, Shen Jue clearly heard this cold inner thought.

This girl… even at a time like this, she was still thinking about his safety?

Shen Jue lowered his narrow, alluring fox-like eyes.

His gaze lingered tenderly on the fair nape of her neck, the curve of his lips deepening further.

On the other side, Yu Qing had already grabbed Lu Yan’s sleeve like someone who had discovered a new continent.

“Lord Lu, come quickly!”

Excitedly, she dragged Lu Yan to an empty shop front.

The shop was somewhat old, even with a patch of paint missing from the door, but it was spacious, bright, and located at a street corner.

“Look!”

Standing on the steps, Yu Qing suddenly turned around, spreading her arms as she gestured toward the empty space inside.

“Can we buy this place? Here, we can install a long row of rosewood counters!”

“And along that wall, we can place those medicine cabinets with lots of small drawers!”

Her clear voice cut through the bustling noise of the marketplace like a refreshing breeze, reaching Lu Yan’s ears.

“We’ll hang a big sign at the entrance—it’ll be called Wanqing Medical Clinic!”

“Wanwan understands ancient medicine, so she’ll be in charge of treating patients!”

“I’ll use my strengths to handle reception, dispensing medicine, bookkeeping—and also deal with those troublesome difficult patients and confuse them completely!”

Yu Qing lifted her head, her bright eyes filled with starlight.

“Lord Lu, what do you think?”

Sunlight poured over her face, giving her a soft, glowing radiance.

Her lively and spirited appearance was more radiant and captivating than ever.

Listening to her bold plans, Lu Yan felt as if something had violently struck his heart.

He looked at the girl in front of him.

His throat bobbed slightly as he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, carrying unprecedented indulgence.

“Mm, alright.”

As evening approached, the market became increasingly crowded.

The four of them grew a little hungry, so they sat down at a simple roadside stall.

Each of them ordered a bowl of the local specialty—sour soup rice noodles.

The stall owners were an ordinary elderly couple weathered by life.

The two of them worked busily by the steaming stove while not forgetting to bicker with each other.

Listening to the old couple argue, Su He and Yu Qing exchanged a smile.

Soon, four steaming bowls of rice noodles were served.

To these four people accustomed to the fine delicacies of the capital, it was extremely ordinary—almost rough food.

Yet at this moment, they were eating with unusual enjoyment.

However, the lively atmosphere of the streets always came with a few annoying flies.

While they were eating with their heads down, several thuggish ruffians swaggered over.

They had been wandering the streets when they spotted Su He and Yu Qing sitting on low stools.

Even though they were dressed in coarse cloth, their stunning beauty could not be concealed.

“Well, well, what do we have here? In a poor place like this, where did these two delicate little beauties come from?”

The leader, a scar-faced man, rubbed his hands together with a lecherous grin as he approached.

“With such tender skin, what are you doing eating roadside food here? Why don’t you come with us? We’ll take you somewhere good to eat and drink?”

As he spoke, he brazenly reached out toward Yu Qing’s chin.

Yu Qing was startled and was just about to flare up.

Before the hooligans could even get closer—

A sudden, sharp crack rang out!

Lu Yan, who had been silently eating, abruptly slammed his bamboo chopsticks onto the rough wooden table.

The fragile chopsticks pierced straight into the solid tabletop by nearly an inch.

Lu Yan slowly raised his head.

His cold gaze swept toward the scar-faced man.

Caught by that look, the scar-faced man instinctively took several steps back.

“You… who are you…” he stammered.

On the other side, Shen Jue didn’t even lift his eyelids.

As if these petty thugs before him didn’t even qualify to enter his vision.

Then, he slightly tilted his head and looked smilingly at the old stall owner, who was trembling with fear.

“Boss.”

His voice was light and airy, carrying a softness that was almost gentle—yet beneath it lay a bone-chilling coldness.

“Looks like the security here needs proper management.”

“If you end up ruining the mood of my two young ladies, there will be bloodshed.”

Shen Jue’s tone was as calm as if he were discussing today’s weather.

But while speaking, his fingers casually crushed the rough porcelain teacup in his hand into fine powder without the slightest effort.

The powder slipped through his fingers, falling like dust and drifting away in the wind.

This display of internal energy completely shattered the psychological defenses of the thugs.

“G… Great sir, spare us! We were blind to Mount Tai! We’re leaving right now!”

The hooligans were terrified out of their wits. They scrambled and crawled out of the alley, not even daring to look back once.

Su Hewan watched Lu Yan beside her, who had already picked up a spare pair of chopsticks and resumed eating noodles expressionlessly.

Then she glanced at Shen Jue, who wore a faint, almost enchanting smile.

Even though they were not wearing official robes at this moment, the strength and decisiveness carved into their bones would never disappear.

Su Hewan let out a silent breath of relief in her heart.

【As long as they are here, there is nothing in this world to fear.】

Hearing this thought, Shen Jue’s lips curved slightly.

Perhaps… their choice had been right after all.

Night fell like water.

Su Hewan and Yu Qing lay side by side on the bed, neither of them feeling sleepy.

Outside the window, the sound of insects rose and fell continuously.

“Wanwan, are you asleep?”

Yu Qing rolled over to face Su Hewan, her voice unusually gentle.

“No.”

Su Hewan stared at the dark canopy above them, her eyes unusually bright.

“Sigh…” Yu Qing let out a long sigh, tinged with faint melancholy.

“Sometimes I still dream that I’m back in the dorm, eating fried chicken while binge-watching shows.”

“If only I could bring a phone here. I’ve almost forgotten my password by now!”

Hearing her complaint, Su Hewan couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Even if you brought a phone, there’s no base station in the Great Yong Dynasty for you to connect to the internet.”

Yu Qing pouted and scooted closer to her.

“I know that. It’s just that sometimes I still feel a little empty inside.”

“When we first came here, and found out we were cannon fodder meant to be sacrificed, I was so scared I almost lost my soul.”

“At that time, I dreamed of going back every day—even if it meant just returning to my final-year performance rehearsal!”

Su Hewan turned slightly, looking at her friend’s delicate face under the faint moonlight.

“And now?” she asked softly.

Yu Qing blinked, her long lashes fluttering.

“Now…”

Images of everything that had happened here—and of Lu Yan—floated unconsciously through her mind.

“Now I feel like… staying might not be so bad after all.”

Her voice grew softer and softer, but it carried an unprecedented sense of certainty.

“Wanwan, don’t you think so too? That restless heart of ours, the one that once desperately wanted to go home… hasn’t moved in a long time.”