“Mm.” Ling Yu nodded, then introduced him to Tang Wan again. “Yan Cheng, Brother Yan—his friend has been poisoned. Take a look at him.”
Yan Cheng: ?
Wait, who’s friends with that illegitimate son?!
Yan Cheng wanted to argue, but when he caught Ling Yu’s look, he swallowed his words and kept quiet.
Tang Wan didn’t think much of it. With her basket on her back, she politely nodded to Yan Cheng before going inside.
Yan Cheng looked innocently at Ling Yu. Brother, what’s going on here?
Ling Yu shook his head at him and, as he passed by, lowered his voice. “My wife is simple-minded. Better not let any news slip out.”
Yan Cheng thought about it and agreed. If that shrew from the Mu family found out they had saved this illegitimate son, wouldn’t they be asking for trouble?
Tang Wan went to the window and glanced at the unconscious man with a darkened complexion. She frowned slightly, sat down to take his pulse, then lifted his eyelids to examine him.
Ling Yu and Yan Cheng came in as well, not daring to disturb her.
After a long while, Tang Wan finally stopped and propped her chin on her hand, thinking.
Only then did Ling Yu speak. “Wan-niang, how is it? Can the poison be cured?”
Tang Wan nodded. “Yes, but it’ll take some effort.”
Ling Yu opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Yan Cheng jumped up as if he’d seen a ghost and stared at Tang Wan. “Sister-in-law, you can cure Soul-Severing Sorrow? But that poison has no cure!”
Tang Wan frowned. “I don’t know what ‘Soul-Severing Sorrow’ is. I only know this poison spreads through the blood. He has internal strength and blocked it in time so it didn’t reach his heart. As long as we change his blood, it’ll be fine.”
“Ch-change blood?” Yan Cheng nearly bit his tongue. “You can do that?”
Tang Wan said calmly, “Yes. As long as we find someone with the same blood type.”
Yan Cheng suddenly understood. “You mean… only close relatives can give him blood, right? Then that won’t work. His mother died early. He only has a father and a stepmother. I know his father—there’s no way he’d give up his life to save him!”
At this moment, Mu Qingfeng slowly woke up. The first time he saw Tang Wan, he froze.
This girl… is too beautiful!
Wait, something’s not right!
Mu Qingfeng soon noticed her married woman’s hairstyle, and a trace of regret flashed through his eyes.
So she’s already married…
“You’re awake!” Yan Cheng noticed him and said with a grin, “Sorry, you’re beyond saving. Sister-in-law says the only way to cure you is to change your blood, but we don’t have any blood for you. If you have any last words, say them quickly. For old times’ sake, I’ll prepare you a coffin!”
Mu Qingfeng ground his teeth in anger. “I’m afraid to disappoint you. Though I can’t cure the poison, I do have a way to suppress it. Living a few more years won’t be a problem.”
“Oh.” Yan Cheng shrugged. “What a pity.”
Mu Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him, struggled to sit up, and cupped his hands toward Tang Wan. “Thank you, madam, for your concern, but Soul-Severing Sorrow has no cure. I’ll find my own way to fight poison with poison, just hoping to live a little longer.”
Tang Wan said helplessly, “I never said it has to be a close relative. Other people can give you blood too.”
Mu Qingfeng was stunned. Yan Cheng was also dumbfounded. “But… besides close relatives, whose blood can he use?”
“…Ignorance is really scary.” Tang Wan patiently explained, “Everyone in this world belongs to one of six blood types. The so-called ‘blood test for kinship’ isn’t reliable. Real relatives’ blood will mix, but even if you’re not related, as long as the blood types match, the blood will still mix in water. Understand now? We can use that blood test method to find someone with the same blood type to give you a transfusion. Once the blood is changed, the poison will naturally be gone.”
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