Chapter 153: Reaping What One Sows
Xiao Yanci lowered his eyes.
He, who had originally been moved by Jiang Yihuan’s words, suddenly turned cold-faced.
Zhong Lanhua had not agreed to their marriage. If he passed the exam and obtained an official position, everything would be fine. If he failed, Zhong Lanhua would not betroth her daughter to a poor scholar.
In his previous life, he had fallen to become a slave with nothing, and Su Yaoguang had married him without hesitation. In this life, another Wen Shi appeared, handing over her whole heart to him when he had nothing, with only him in her eyes and heart. Looking at Jiang Yihuan again, where was she when he was sick? Where was she when he needed care? She said she came to take care of him, but she had never personally cooked a meal for him, nor washed a single piece of clothing for him. She had even given such a vicious drug to the innocent Wen Shi, completely unlike the pure and harmless appearance in his memory.
He suddenly couldn’t understand her anymore.
Was she really the pure and beautiful young girl he had imagined?
“Of course, matters between me and Xiao Gege are up to him. Xiao Gege is busy with his studies now, and other things would only distract him. I will wait for him all the time, until he has time.”
“Younger sister Huan’er is young and beautiful, Young Master Xiao is unparalleled in talent, you two are truly a perfect match, truly enviable!” Wen Shi said with affectionate eyes.
The monk delivering food came in and said to everyone: “How are you all today? Doctor Jiang and the others are too busy over there, and Boss Su’s condition has worsened again, so the matters here can only be handled by us. Have you improved after taking that medicine? If there’s anywhere you feel uncomfortable, tell this young monk in time, and I will pass it on.”
“Isn’t Boss Su suffering from an ordinary common cold?” a woman asked. “How is she?”
“Don’t mention it, it was originally just an ordinary common cold, she even woke up today, but for some reason her condition suddenly worsened.” The monk said, “I hope it’s just a false alarm.”
A strange light flashed in Jiang Yihuan’s eyes.
It worked.
Su Yaoguang, oh Su Yaoguang, even if you don’t die this time, I’m afraid you’ll turn into an ugly monster with rotten flesh all over your face.
Jiang Yihuan had been very careful when doing this matter, absolutely no one had discovered it. She was certain that it was done without anyone knowing, so she dared to wait confidently for the good show.
At night, Wen Shi went to cook, and Jiang Yihuan stayed by Xiao Yanci’s side.
Xiao Yanci closed the book, saw Jiang Yihuan spacing out there, and waved his hand in front of her: “What’s wrong?”
Jiang Yihuan came back to her senses, was just about to speak, when she saw the monk coming again to deliver dinner.
After the monk came in, he began distributing the food. As for why Xiao Yanci and the others weren’t eating the temple’s communal meal, it was naturally because the Zhang family sisters had instructed not to send it to them.
If not for worrying that driving him down the mountain now would spread the sickly aura to others, they would never have taken in a scourge like Xiao Yanci.
The monk distributed the food and left.
Jiang Yihuan still wanted to hear him talk about Su Yaoguang’s situation, but she didn’t hear the follow-up even after he left.
“I can go down the mountain tomorrow.” Student Zhang beside her said, “Thanks to Zhou Wangshu’s young wife, I picked up a life. If anyone bullies Zhou Wangshu again in the future, I’ll be the first to object.”
The scholars beside him echoed: “Me too.”
“We won’t bully Zhou Wangshu, we’re just afraid some ungrateful person, after receiving someone’s kindness, repays it with enmity.”
Several pairs of eyes looked toward Xiao Yanci.
Xiao Yanci frowned: “I have never bullied him.”
“Heh.”
Several people all had that disdainful expression.
Xiao Yanci, as the academy headmaster and teachers’ favorite, was good at scheming and always tripped people up openly. However, that boy Zhou Wangshu didn’t seem to have suffered much loss.
That boy always seemed to have a bit of luck on him. Perhaps this was the so-called “fools have fool’s luck”!
“My stomach hurts a bit, excuse me first.” Jiang Yihuan clutched her stomach, furrowed her brows, looking pitiable.
Xiao Yanci watched her run off.
He furrowed his brows.
Wen Shi was still cooking, it was Jiang Yihuan’s turn to take care of him. However, Jiang Yihuan only sat by his side spacing out, unlike Wen Shi who knew how to take care of him.
Wen Shi always poured tea when he was thirsty and made food when he was hungry. But from earlier until now, Jiang Yihuan either spaced out or said her stomach hurt, never caring if he needed anything. He increasingly suspected whether Jiang Yihuan’s thoughts were on him.
Could it be because she was too young and didn’t know how to take care of others?
Right! Although the Jiang family’s conditions were average, Jiang Yihuan hadn’t had many chances to do chores from childhood to now. Her hands were precious, usually doing embroidery work. Her embroidery sold better than Zhong Lanhua’s, so no matter how harsh Zhong Lanhua was, she never made her do chores or dirty work. In the village, she was pretty and likable, with plenty of people eagerly doing things for her.
A sneaky figure appeared at Su Yaoguang’s window.
Seeing no one guarding in Su Yaoguang’s room, she looked around, waited a while, and still saw no one coming. She peeked inside, only seeing Su Yaoguang with her back to her, unable to see Su Yaoguang’s current appearance at all.
She hesitated again and again, but ultimately wanted to find out.
She pushed open the door and walked toward the bed.
She stretched her neck and peered into the bed.
“What are you doing?” Su Yaoguang turned sideways, staring coldly at Jiang Yihuan standing by the bed.
Jiang Yihuan looked at Su Yaoguang’s smooth white cheeks, a flash of unwillingness in her eyes: “You didn’t…”
But soon, she regained her composure and softened her voice: “I heard you were sick and came specially to see you. Although you’ve never liked me since we were young, I’ve always treated you as a good sister. Now that I see you’re fine, I’m relieved. Has your common cold improved? After all, it’s because you’re too tired, you must rest well.”
Su Yaoguang sat up, looking at Jiang Yihuan with a half-smile: “You’re so concerned about me?”
“Of course. We’re childhood sweethearts who grew up together, aren’t we?” Jiang Yihuan said sincerely.
Su Yaoguang sneered: “You’re so concerned about me, I’m truly moved! I need to think about how to repay your concern.”
“No need to be so polite, I care about you without expecting anything in return.”
Jiang Yihuan instinctively sensed danger and prepared to retreat, but just as the thought occurred, her neck hurt, and she lost consciousness and fell.
Zhou Wangshu stood behind Jiang Yihuan holding a wooden stick.
He patted the wooden stick in his hand and said innocently: “Sorry, hand slipped a bit, but it’s okay, not fatal.”
The Zhang family three sisters, Jiang Jing, Jia Chunni, and Wang Huanzhi also came in.
“Yaoguang, how do you want to deal with her?” Zhang Pandi said, “Beat her up?”
“That would be too cheap for her.” Zhang Zhaodi said, “Doesn’t she want to know what it feels like to be infected? Then let her taste it herself. We’ll watch her closely and won’t let her affect other patients.”
