Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands-Chapter 706 - 659: Tacit Understanding (1)

"How do you know I’m Uncle Chang?" Baili Huang placed her on the bed to sit stably, smiling as he asked.

Baili Huang had been ill for many days, and his once small moustache had grown into a goatee.

Guoguo wasn’t afraid of this big man at all.

She tugged at Baili Huang’s beard with a grin, "Because Uncle is tall and big."

Baili Huang laughed heartily, "That’s right, that’s right, I’m tall and big."

Last summer, his leg got injured, and for convenience when changing the medicine and to stay cool, he slept not on the bed but on a bamboo bed.

Tall as he was, he could fill the entire bamboo bed.

His son, Baili Rui, and some relatives’ children all said he was "long," extending his limbs beyond the bamboo bed.

The mischievous son even measured his height with a ruler, saying he was 8 feet 1.

While his subordinates and friends were only 7 and a half feet.

He was taller than everyone else.

From then on, he was the children’s "Uncle Chang," "Uncle Long."

Li Yuzhu walked up and held out her hand to hold Guoguo, "Guoguo, Uncle is recuperating, come down, Aunt needs to examine Uncle."

"It’s okay, the little child is not heavy." Baili Huang said with a smile, patting Guoguo’s small head. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Guoguo, like a little adult, patted Baili Huang’s shoulder, "Uncle Long, I’ll come down first and play with you later."

Baili Huang laughed again, "Okay, okay, play with me later."

Guoguo obediently slid down from the bed and stood quietly to the side.

Zhou Zhaodi hugged her, holding her hand to prevent her from running around again.

Li Yuzhu went to the bedside and sat down, began checking Baili Huang’s body, and learned that he hadn’t eaten anything yet. She said to the Chang Sui beside her, "Bring some rice porridge with just a little salt. The master has been ill for many days and shouldn’t eat anything greasy."

The younger Chang Sui went to the kitchen.

The older Chang Sui still stood by the bed, and Li Yuzhu asked about Baili Huang’s rest last night.

"The master slept well and didn’t have a fever."

Li Yuzhu nodded and asked if his medicine from last night had been decocted again.

The older Chang Sui pointed at the small stove in the corner, "It’s already brewing."

Li Yuzhu had already seen it and asked deliberately.

She blinked, looking puzzled, "No, this isn’t yesterday’s medicine."

Chang Sui said, "It’s yesterday’s medicine. I just added some water, and it’s been boiling for nearly half an hour."

Li Yuzhu sniffed, "Why does the smell seem off?"

She walked over and lifted the lid to check.

Sure enough...

She quietly smirked and put down the lid, "Okay, it really is yesterday’s medicine, perhaps I smelled it wrong?"

The older Chang Sui smiled and pointed at her clothes, "Li San Niang did smell it wrong; your clothes have the scent of lamb porridge. Our residence’s lamb porridge and soup are very savory, and the scent lingers on clothes for quite a while. Li San Niang must have smelled the lamb first, that’s why you couldn’t smell the medicine."

"So that’s it." Li Yuzhu brushed her sleeve, smiling with self-deprecation.

"Isn’t it?" The older Chang Sui also smiled.

Suddenly, Guoguo broke free from Zhou Zhaodi’s hand and started spinning around the room, accidentally knocking over a shelf with a flowerpot.

A pot of daffodils on the shelf fell towards the older Chang Sui.

Chang Sui was startled and quickly reached out to catch it.

The pot didn’t hit the floor, but the water within splashed onto his sleeve.

Several daffodils also fell to the ground.

The maid Yin Zhen, who had come with Li Yuzhu, went over to right the fallen shelf.

Chang Sui went to pick up the daffodils.

These were flowers Baili Huang loved dearly, and Chang Sui looked sternly at Guoguo.

Li Yuzhu hurriedly pulled Guoguo, "Guoguo, look at what you did, apologize quickly."

Instead of apologizing, Guoguo defiantly glared at Chang Sui.

Chang Sui’s face turned even more severe.

"Ning An, how can you argue with a child? Go get some more water to revive these daffodils." Baili Huang coughed and looked at the older Chang Sui.

Chang Sui had to reply, "Yes."

After Chang Sui left the room to change clothes, Li Yuzhu pushed Guoguo towards Zhou Zhaodi, "Take Guoguo outside for a walk and don’t let her cause trouble again." She apologized and asked the Old Madam Baili’s maid Yin Zhen if she could take Guoguo outside to play.

Yin Zhen agreed with a smile and took Zhou Zhaodi and Guoguo out.

At this moment, only Li Yuzhu and Baili Huang were in the room.

"Master, I have something important to tell you." Li Yuzhu said gravely, lowering her voice, "About your health."

Baili Huang was very astute. He immediately nodded, "Please speak, Li San Niang."

"Master, you and Madam are not actually sick; it’s because you’ve been poisoned," Li Yuzhu said in a low voice.

She detailed what she had found to Baili Huang.

"I see..." Baili Huang’s eyes darkened.

"Master, your household has consulted over a dozen doctors, none of whom could cure you or Madam, nor did they discover any wrong medication. This is quite strange. As Xiao Rui’s godmother, I can’t bear to let him worry about his parents, so I took the liberty of speaking up," Li Yuzhu further explained.

For any other family, she would just cure the patient and not meddle, but these were Baili Rui’s parents.

After much consideration, Li Yuzhu took the bold step of expressing her thoughts.

Baili Huang’s brows furrowed more deeply, "I had thought of this before."

"And one more thing, Master." Li Yuzhu glanced outside, and footsteps approached—Baili Huang’s Chang Sui was returning. The footsteps were not those of Guoguo, Zhou Zhaodi, nor of a maid. She spoke urgently, "The prescription I gave you yesterday, the previous decoction was fine in every regard, but just now, when I opened the medicine pot, I found something extra inside."

"What was extra?" Baili Huang squinted his eyes.

"Raw Bianxia." Li Yuzhu’s eyes were somber.

Again with the raw Bianxia!

Baili Huang’s gaze grew colder and colder, "I understand."

"I have only told you and Madam about this, Master, and no one else knows. Please consider how to handle it carefully," Li Yuzhu concluded and sat down by the table.

At that moment, the older Chang Sui entered the bedroom with a basin of clean water.

His eyes swiftly glanced at the bed.

On the bed, Baili Huang had his eyes closed, resting.

Li Yuzhu sat at the table, writing something.

The older Chang Sui passed by Li Yuzhu and glanced at the paper, seeing it recorded today’s diagnosis for Baili Huang.

Chang Sui set the basin down, placed each daffodil back into the pot, and refilled it with water.

Li Yuzhu finished writing the diagnosis, stood up, and said, "Continue with yesterday’s medicine, Master, and I’ll prescribe some more stomach-nourishing medicine."

Baili Huang opened his eyes, weakly yawning, "Thank you, Li San Niang."

Li Yuzhu took some herbal pills and Western medicine tablets, personally administering them for Baili Huang to take.

Meanwhile, the medicine on the small stove boiled over.

Chang Sui walked over and poured out the decoction.

Li Yuzhu winked at Baili Huang, sending a signal.

Baili Huang knowingly nodded.