PFC Chapter 260 Missing
Chapter 260 Missing
After receiving the prescription, the patients' conditions gradually improved. Jiang Yuyue barely rested all night, busy brewing the medicine.
Hongying was persuaded to go back and rest early on, while Yueying remained silent, helping her with her tasks.
Jiang Yuyue knew that this was one of Song Jinglan's closest bodyguards, and she could guess that he probably hadn't completely dispelled his suspicions about her.
Therefore, throughout the entire night, in addition to being busy brewing medicine and taking care of the patient, Jiang Yuyue also kept his nerves on edge and maintained his manly demeanor, afraid of revealing anything in front of Yueying.
Jiang Yuyue only had a chance to rest for a while after Hongying woke up and took over her shift the next morning.
“I will keep an eye on things here. Young master, why don’t you go back to Guangyi Hall, have something to eat, and rest?”
Hongying looked at Jiang Yuyue's exhausted face with a hint of heartache. Jiang Yuyue was really tired after working all night, but she didn't shirk her responsibilities. She just gave her some instructions and then went back to Guangyitang.
She hadn't been this tired in a long time. When she got back, she didn't even have time to eat. She just took a quick bath, changed into clean clothes, and went straight to bed.
Not long after Jiang Yuyue rested, Song Jinglan visited the place again.
After Jiang Qimo was forbidden from going out at will by Jiang Yuyue, he could only play around in the yard with nothing to do. Occasionally, he would help Shen Congshan with his work. Just as he was carrying the medicinal herbs to the kitchen, he bumped into Song Jinglan, who had just stepped into the yard.
Song Jinglan was dressed in military uniform, and the hard armor immediately bumped Jiang Qimo's forehead, leaving a small red mark. He couldn't help but groan in pain. Just as he was about to complain, he looked up and saw a face that looked remarkably similar to his own.
"you……"
Jiang Qimo was about to speak when he suddenly remembered his mother's instructions. He quickly shut his mouth, grabbed the medicinal herbs, and ran into the kitchen, afraid that he would have too much interaction with this person.
Song Jinglan frowned as she watched this scene, her gaze falling on Jiang Qimo's small figure. Thinking about the discrepancy in age that Jiang Feili had mentioned, her eyes darkened slightly.
"Oh, the general is here again?"
Shen Congshan saw him as soon as he came out. Song Jinglan had been here before, so he still remembered him. "Did you get injured somewhere again today?"
Song Jinglan glanced around the courtyard and said calmly, "I just came to change my dressing."
Upon hearing this, Shen Congshan nodded knowingly, "Then please sit for a moment, General, and I will go prepare the medicine right away."
Song Jinglan nodded slightly to him, then found a seat in the courtyard and sat down. With a quick glance, he immediately noticed a small head peeking out from the kitchen and secretly watching him.
When their eyes met, Jiang Qimo quickly pulled his head back, as if deliberately avoiding him.
Song Jinglan remembered that when he last came here, Jiang Dazhuang had always been bold enough to look him in the eye. Why was he avoiding him like the plague now?
Thinking of this, Song Jinglan immediately got up to ask, but just then Shen Congshan came out with the medicine, so he could only sit back down for the time being.
"The general is recovering well."
Shen Congshan removed the bandage from his shoulder, carefully examined the wound, and said, "I suppose it will heal completely after this dose of medicine."
"Yes, thank you, Dr. Shen."
Song Jinglan's mind was clearly not on this, so his answer was somewhat absent-minded, while Shen Congshan continued to ramble on.
"Alas, I wonder when this war will end. Now a plague has broken out in the east of the city. Although the situation is under control for the time being, if Shuozhou is not stable this time, I'm afraid that after a while no one will want to stay here."
Upon hearing Shen Congshan mention the plague, Song Jinglan immediately followed up with a question.
"I heard that the epidemic has been brought under control thanks to the efforts of Dr. Shen's grandson, Young Master He Wu."
"This child is an honest person."
Shen Congshan spoke of this with a mixture of pride and heartache, "He was busy all night yesterday and just got back. He didn't even have time to eat a bite of food, and he wouldn't let us old folks come over to help, saying he was afraid I'd catch it too. That kid..."
Hearing the intimacy in Shen Congshan's words, Song Jinglan's expression shifted slightly, and she subtly began to question him again.
"This young master He was only adopted by the Jiang family four years ago. Doctor Shen has been traveling around as a doctor for many years. It's no wonder that young master He is so filial to you."
These words made Shen Congshan pause slightly as he bandaged the child, but he resumed his work after a moment and laughed heartily, "This child has a kind heart, otherwise my daughter would not have adopted him as her godson."
"It's just a pity about the Jiang family's daughter."
Song Jinglan changed the subject again, "I heard that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family disappeared in the capital a few years ago. I wonder if Doctor Shen has been able to find her in all these years?"
When the questioning turned to Jiang Yuyue, Shen Congshan immediately became alert. After all, he knew that his granddaughter had disguised herself as a man to avoid trouble, and the person in front of him was probably asking him questions to find out her whereabouts.
"Oh, General, please don't bring up our family's painful past."
Shen Congshan neatly tied the strip of cloth into a knot, his tone tinged with melancholy, "I burn incense every day hoping to find her as soon as possible. If the day ever comes when my granddaughter is found, the Jiang family will probably announce it to the world with great fanfare."
After saying this, Shen Congshan immediately interrupted, "Alright, General, you should go back to the camp as soon as possible. The plague is spreading in the city now, and you must not catch the disease."
Seeing that he had been asked to leave, Song Jinglan had no choice but to get up. He had hoped to get some clues from this old man, but he didn't expect that the old man was also unusually tight-lipped.
Seeing that he had gained nothing again today, Song Jinglan couldn't help but feel a little restless.
Now that he holds a high position, he can no longer take the time to personally investigate Jiang Yuyue's whereabouts. Now that He Wu, who is quite suspicious, is here, he must take advantage of the fact that this person is staying in Shuozhou to find out the truth.
Thinking of this, Song Jinglan immediately had an idea. Although he stepped out of Guangyi Hall, he turned at the intersection and leaped onto the roof when no one was paying attention, hiding his figure and waiting quietly.
Jiang Yuyue didn't get to sleep for long after returning home. She was worried about the situation in the east of the city and only slept for a little over an hour before getting up again in a hurry.
"father!"
When Jiang Qimo saw that she was awake, he rushed over and threw himself into Jiang Yuyue's arms, giggling, "Dazhuang was very well-behaved just now. When that general came, I didn't talk to him!"