Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 283: The Fierce-Looking Doctor

"Yo yo, what a tone. I wonder who wrote so many letters calling me here. When I first received the letters, I had no intention of leaving the mountain. Later, I received your ’threatening letters,’ so I reluctantly came to take a look. If you keep showing me a face like this, believe it or not, I won’t treat you."

He pretended to leave.

Slowly walked to the threshold, the man in white still ignored him, with a cold face standing there.

Not afraid of him refusing to treat anyone~

Uh...

This temper, really.

Wu Canyang’s daily life revolves around Medicine King Valley, never been to the Capital City. Even when his friend is angry, he’s not in a hurry, leaving a sentence: "I’ll come again at noon tomorrow."

Striding into the courtyard, he used his Inner Strength, touched his toes lightly, his robust figure like a graceful swallow soaring in the night sky, heading towards the dimly lit city~

Shengjing beauties, here I come.

With a wicked smile on his face.

After the person left, Pei Wanmu sighed lightly, shook his head helplessly, closed the door, extinguished the lights, and went to sleep.

Before sleeping, he thought of the Little Princess!

...

The next day at noon, Qinglian finished lunch early and arrived at Qingqiu Courtyard.

The State Preceptor asked her to come a moment before noon; she arrived early, a whole half hour ahead.

The Little Princess sat uneasily on the chair, fidgeting: "State Preceptor, who is that person? More skilled than Divine Doctor Xiao? Divine Doctor Xiao couldn’t heal my eyes; can he?"

Wanmu shook his head: "I don’t know either, let him take a look."

The Little Princess lowered her head, lightly rubbing her fingers on the hem of her clothes, playfully back and forth: "Alright. Actually, I’m used to seeing things with one eye, and there’s no real impact. But it doesn’t matter to let your friend try; if he can’t cure it, it’s no problem."

Everyone present could tell the little girl cared deeply...

The man with a face like a jade said: "Hmm."

The two chatted sporadically.

Mostly, the Little Princess found trivial topics to discuss.

Blind in one eye, one could count as disabled. In the Daqing Dynasty, the gaze towards disabled people held a hint of unfriendlyness...

"By the way, State Preceptor, if he can’t heal my eyesight, could you let the doctor also take a look at my brother’s face, my Eldest Brother, he was born with a red birthmark. If it could be healed, the Eldest Brother would surely be very happy."

The Eldest Brother, facing the strange glances from siblings in the palace since childhood, although used to it, still feels saddened inside.

Just like her, having no power or influence in the palace, bullied often, still feels saddened.

Obviously, they are half-siblings, yet why?

The father, noble as the sovereign, treats her with silence, as if she is nonexistent.

The Empress manages all the food and supplies for princes and princesses in the palace; daily expenses are also under the care of dedicated maidens.

Whether the father is here or not, all makes no difference.

Qinglian slumped limply on the stool.

The man said indifferently: "Okay."

The two ceased speaking.

The atmosphere in the room turned silent.

As noon arrived.

A rough man wearing yesterday’s dark green robe embroidered with twelve orchids, black long boots, showed off Qinggong as he descended lightly from the sky.

Standing over six feet tall, his frame was broad and burly, unlike a handsome man at all...

Like a great bird spreading its wings would be a better description.

The Little Princess’ beautiful eyes watched expectantly: Is this the one more skilled than the gentle Divine Doctor Xiao?

But his appearance, exuding a hint of ferocity, why is that?

The newcomer stepped through the door.

She took small steps to hide behind the State Preceptor, timidly poking out a small head.