Zhao Xiaoyun walked back with her daughter, feeling a sense of unease. Was this young man, brought back by Yan Menghan, truly a miracle doctor, or was he just putting on a show?
Upon hearing from the servants that Yan Menghan had returned with someone claiming to be a miracle doctor, she couldn't sit still and immediately took her daughter to see for herself. What she saw, however, only made her more worried.
The Yan family's assets ranked among the highest in the entire capital. However, even Zhao Xiaoyun, as the lady of the house, didn't know the full extent of the Yan family's wealth.
When Yan Yun was in his thirties, he was widowed. With a vast fortune, he naturally sought another wife. Coincidentally, Zhao Xiaoyun's Zhao family, while not as wealthy as the Yan family, was still quite well-known in the capital. Moreover, Zhao Xiaoyun, fresh out of university, was young and beautiful, captivating Yan Yun from their first meeting. Thus, it was only natural that she married Yan Yun.
However, over the years, Yan Yun had placed mountains of gold and silver at her disposal, allowing her to spend freely. Yet, he had never allowed Zhao Xiaoyun to have any contact with the Yan family's businesses. Zhao Xiaoyun remained completely ignorant of the extent of the Yan family's industries. Consequently, she had always harbored some resentment about this.
"Mengxi! You should go to bed early!" Zhao Xiaoyun said to Yan Mengxi upon returning to her courtyard.
"Mom! You rest early too!" Yan Mengxi replied before heading to her own villa.
Yan Yun, Zhao Xiaoyun, Yan Menghan, and Yan Mengxi did not live together. The entire estate was divided into several villas. Yan Yun and Zhao Xiaoyun lived together.
Yan Menghan had a separate villa located a bit further away.
Since growing up, Yan Mengxi also had her own villa. However, her villa was adjacent to her parents' villa.
After watching Yan Mengxi leave, Zhao Xiaoyun entered the villa. She hurried upstairs to her room. She glanced at Yan Yun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, then carefully collected all the tea sets from the coffee table and replaced them with a new set of the same style.
Once everything was in order, Zhao Xiaoyun lay down on the bed.
Inside Yan Menghan's villa, Lu Fan looked at the luxurious decorations, his heart stirred with excitement. It could be described as opulent, couldn't it? He was going to build a villa too, and he was determined to decorate it just as impressively!
In his excitement, Lu Fan suddenly took out a small box, the very same one used to raise the Gu King's Golden Silkworm Gu worm. With a swish, Lu Fan took out a dagger, made a small cut on his finger, and let a drop of blood and a pill the size of a grain of rice fall into the small box.
With a whoosh, the Golden Silkworm Gu worm quickly approached, devouring the pill and blood completely.
The next day, as dawn broke, Lu Fan got up to practice his cultivation. In fact, ever since he obtained the Shen Nong Health Preservation Technique, Lu Fan had barely slept. He was busy with various matters during the day and practiced at night. He himself didn't know why he didn't feel tired despite not sleeping much, with one or two hours of sleep being enough.
When Yan Menghan stood by the window, still groggy, Lu Fan had already completed several rounds of martial arts. Watching Lu Fan practice, Yan Menghan's eyes lit up; the young man's skills were indeed impressive.
However, his greatest concern was his tea tree. He went downstairs and headed towards the garden where the hundred-year-old Pu'er tea tree was located.
"The... the tea tree... my tea tree!" Yan Menghan's voice was hoarse with excitement. With a series of whooshes, six people appeared from who knew where, all looking at Yan Menghan with tension.
"You're not needed!" Yan Menghan suddenly realized his outburst and quickly waved his hand. With a few more whooshes, the six men quickly retreated.
Lu Fan walked over slowly, smiling faintly as he watched the men come and go like the wind. Yan Menghan had taken him on a tour of the entire estate the previous night, and he already knew about the hidden guards. This was not surprising; the Yan family was vast and wealthy, and it was common to have several guards to protect their property.
"Lu Fan! This tea tree has sprouted so many new buds! This is truly miraculous!" Yan Menghan, seeing Lu Fan approach, excitedly rushed forward and playfully punched him. The previously withered branches had actually grown many new buds. Could this truly be a miracle, as if borrowing Guanyin's Jade Pure Bottle?
"Hahaha! Brother Yan! That Jade Pure Bottle could even revive the Ginseng Fruit Tree that defeated the Monkey King! What's so surprising about our tea tree!" Lu Fan burst into laughter. At this moment, he could only attribute everything to Guanyin Bodhisattva. Otherwise, he really had no way to explain it.
"Good brother! I'll give you some tea leaves later. It's not much, but drink it slowly. When the new tea is ready, I'll send it to you!" Yan Menghan patted Lu Fan on the shoulder, not forgetting his promise from the previous day.
"Thank you, Brother!" Lu Fan accepted without hesitation.
"This tree is really alive?"
"This tree... it's completely rejuvenated overnight!"
At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyun and Yan Mengxi walked over, looking at the tea tree with astonishment. The tea tree had indeed sprouted so many tender green buds. Now, the way they looked at Lu Fan had changed.
Ahem... With a couple of light coughs, a middle-aged man who bore some resemblance to Yan Menghan walked over. He looked somewhat weak, and his complexion was not good. It was Yan Yun, Yan Menghan's father.
Following Yan Yun was the head butler, Uncle Dai.
"Menghan! Is this the miracle doctor Lu Fan you invited?" Yan Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as he saw the rejuvenated tea tree. He walked over, sized up Lu Fan, and asked.
"Dad! This is the miracle doctor Lu Fan!" Yan Menghan quickly introduced.
"Hello, Uncle Yan! Being called a miracle doctor is just a compliment from friends. Please don't address me like that! You can call me Xiao Fan from now on." Lu Fan quickly stepped forward and said.
"Hmm! Very good! Very good!" Yan Yun nodded. The young man was handsome, youthful, and very polite. He was indeed a good young man. Moreover, seeing that tea tree, nothing else seemed to matter.
"Uncle Yan! Brother Yan mentioned that you haven't been feeling well, and I specifically came to check your pulse! Why don't I examine you now." Lu Fan said, frowning slightly as he looked at Yan Yun's complexion.
"Oh? You can take my pulse here?" Yan Yun was slightly taken aback and asked in surprise.
"It's fine!" Lu Fan walked over and gently took Yan Yun's wrist...
"Uncle Yan! To be frank, your complexion doesn't look good! If I'm not mistaken, you've been poisoned. But the poison in your body doesn't seem to be from the last six months; rather, it's a poison that has accumulated over time!" Lu Fan suddenly said.
"You... you're saying someone has been poisoning me all along?" Yan Yun's face instantly changed.