After Picking Up Five Brothers, No One Dares to Offend the Capital City Chapter 389: Schwimmer Doubt

A sudden voice rang out, like thunder exploding in his ears.

Wen Zhiyun raised his head in confusion, only to discover that the old man opposite him was speaking.

He had a smile on his face, a kind and gentle expression that sharply contrasted with his initial arrogance and indifference.

But why?

Wen Zhiyun was timid but not foolish. As an ordinary commoner, encountering soone like Wu Suowei was already the result of half a lifeti's luck. The setbacks he faced in Fengjing were the true reality of the world.

Neither he nor his siblings had noble status or a reliable backing. Even the Jiang Family was several layers removed, and they wouldn't seek help unless it was absolutely necessary.

How could soone teach him without rhy or reason, and even take the initiative to co and accept him as a disciple?

Wen Zhiyun bit his lip, his heart filled with unease and apprehension, unable to utter a word.

The old man remained motionless, but the young nobleman next to him beca impatient.

"Hey, it would be a great fortune for you if my grandfather is willing to accept you. There are so many people who want to enter our Wu Family but can't." He spoke fervently and indignantly, "We are a dical family, generation after generation serving as court physicians. If you miss this opportunity today, you will regret it bitterly."

dical family, court physician.

These two keywords once again left Wen Zhiyun stupefied.

The old man couldn't bear to see this and finally coughed lightly. "Shiyan, accepting disciples depends on fate. If the young doctor is unwilling, we can't force it."

This statent shifted the bla to a coincidence of fate.

But Wen Zhiyun still didn't believe it. He glanced at his brother and sister, and they were clearly full of doubt as well.

"As a court physician and with the reputation of the Wu Family in Fengjing, I wouldn't speak idly," the old man spoke slowly. "This visit is rely because I encountered a peculiar patient in the countryside. Although he has allergies, he can still co into contact with allergens without any problem, which piqued my curiosity."

"After several inquiries, I found out that he had been treated at Wen's Clinic and cured with your allergy dicine. That's when I decided to personally test you after passing the test."

This explanation sounded even more reasonable, but there was still sothing amiss.

Imperial Physician Wu's expression remained unchanged. "In case you still doubt, I have brought this patient with ."

With that, he signaled his grandson to stand up and called over the middle-aged man sitting in the carriage.

Upon seeing Wen Zhiyun, tears stread down the man's face, and he almost knelt down and kowtowed. "Divine doctor, thanks to you, I can now eat fruits and vegetables without any allergies. This condition was truly life-threatening. For over thirty years, I could only eat bread and rice, but thanks to eting you, I can savor fruits and vegetables without any regrets."

Even though he had encountered similar situations many tis before, Wen Zhiyun still blushed deeply and responded shyly, "No need to be so polite... Your allergies weren't severe, which is why they could be treated. If it were a severe case, I would have been helpless."

The man wanted to say sothing more but was led aside by Wu Shiyan.

Imperial Physician Wu let out a sigh. "Now, you should have no more doubts."

Wen Zhiyun was still young and inexperienced, and his face grew even redder as he felt embarrassed and unsure of what to do.

"Alright, even if the talent is good, we can't force it. I'll return ho first. This is our consultation fee. I hope the young doctor will carefully consider it and avoid any future regrets," he said, and truly left with the Wu family.

He ca silently, and left swiftly like the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Wen's Clinic fell back into silence.

If it weren't for the fifty taels of consultation fee still left on the table, Wen Zhiyun would have thought he had been too eager for his master and had daydread.

"Fourth Brother."

"Little Four."

Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian, who had been observing the whole process, ca over and broke the silence. "I have heard of the Wu family in Jiuzhen Store. They are indeed a family of generations of physicians and have produced at least three court physicians. This cannot be faked."

Most importantly, the Wu family has no affiliation with the Fang family and is solely dedicated to the study of dicine without any involvent in the occult.

They have no malicious reasons, and they explained their motive for accepting disciples. Coupled with the exclusive reputation of an aristocratic family, the credibility of Imperial Physician Wu gradually increased.

Most importantly, Wen Zhiyun was eager to improve his stagnant dical skills.

In the instant he confird with his brothers and sisters, he rushed out of the clinic and caught up with the Wu family's carriage before they had gone far.

"Master, your disciple is willing." The young man knelt down on the spot and made a serious kowtow.

The satisfied master smiled lightly, arranged the ti for studying dicine, and explained the location of the mansion before leaving grandly.

Wen Zhiyun stood up and returned to the clinic with dust on his forehead.

"Is it settled?" Zheng Ruqian was the first to ask.

He nodded, his fair face filled with anticipation.

Jiang Sheng, who was originally in a low mood, couldn't help but feel joy as well. It was like injecting vitality into a stagnant pool of water or encountering fresh air while lacking oxygen.

They regained their spirits and busied themselves until late afternoon, until the sky turned dark, before returning ho.

Wen Zhiyun was going to learn dicine at the Wu mansion, but he couldn't rest assured about the patients at Wen's Clinic. He pondered about hiring a physician to hold the fort.

Jiang Sheng, on the other hand, shuttled between the two Jiuzhen Stores. She found that the pastry business was stable, with daily sales almost the sa, but her surna's pastries gradually gained recognition from the aristocratic families, with profits high enough to draw attention.

With lychees about to ripen, Zheng Ruqian was afraid of losing the business he was about to secure, so he racked his brains to prepare a contingency plan.

The three of them were undoubtedly busy.

Life is like this. It feels uncomfortable when soone is missing, but the things that need to be done cannot be reduced.

For tonight's dinner, Zhang Xianglian took care of it. Compared to the usual mix of lean and fat at, there were more vegetables, as well as so refreshing fruits and delicate pastries.

Master Kong was also present, warmly welcoming the children. "It's ti to eat, don't rush, eat first."

Xu Mo finally lifted his head from the sea of books, and Fang Heng put away his long staff and long knife.

During the al, they inevitably inquired about the events of the day.

Wen Zhiyun's eyes were bright, and he rarely spoke with excitent, "I have beco a disciple. Tomorrow, I will start learning new dical skills."

The whole family was montarily stunned, followed by congratulatory wishes.

"This is a good thing. Little Four, eat more," Fang Heng passed a piece of at with his chopsticks.

Only Xu Mo furrowed his brows slightly and looked at Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian.

As usual, these two individuals were engaged in a lively conversation, eager to vividly describe every detail they encountered, including the shape of dog excrent. It was impossible for them to ignore the fact that Xiao Si had taken Xu Mo as his master.

It was evident that they were still deeply imrsed in the grief of losing their loved ones, unable to free themselves from it.

"Second Brother," Xu Mo could only call out his na, "do you know what's going on?"

Zheng Ruqian snapped out of his thoughts and quickly gave a brief account of what happened at Wen's Clinic. In conclusion, he said, "It is indeed the people from the Wu family. The whole incident is well-docunted, and even the patients confirm that Xiao Si had treated them. It doesn't seem like a sche."

Let's say, hypothetically, the Fang family wanted to plot against Wen Zhiyun. What would be the purpose?

Their enemy is Fang Heng, and their target is Xu Mo. If they truly wanted to harm the defenseless young doctor, they would have had countless other ways to do so. Why go through the trouble of involving the Wu family?

It sounded reasonable, and even Jiang Sheng nodded in agreent, while Wen Zhiyun's face was filled with joy.

"But," Xu Mo hesitated, "don't you feel like everything is too perfectly orchestrated?"