Chapter 636 - 636: A Win-Win Solution

After listening to the little girl and Lu Yao's account, Lin Zhiyan became troubled once more.

On one hand, she was worried that telling Sun Shijie would affect her sister's treatment.

On the other hand, not telling Sun Shijie made her feel a sense of guilt.

While she was caught in this dilemma with no way to vent, Xiao Feng returned.

"Boss, wait for me!" Hui Yi grimaced and called out, following behind Xiao Feng.

At this hour, there were no taxis available, so they had to walk back.

Xiao Feng ignored him, walked straight through the gate, and immediately saw Sun Shijie squatting on the steps, smoking, as expected.

Sun Shijie looked up at Xiao Feng: "You're back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Xiao Feng nodded and handed over the keys.

He was about to say something, but saw Sun Shijie lower his head and continue smoking after taking the keys.

Xiao Feng paused for a moment, then realized that Sun Shijie's low spirits were likely due to learning about Sun Zhong's death, so he didn't say any more and went inside the house.

"How's little Xuanzi doing?" Xiao Feng asked.

Normally, the little girl would have rushed over and clung to Xiao Feng, acting spoiled, but given the current situation, it was inappropriate. So she stayed where she was and replied, "Divine Doctor Sun is setting the bone; only after can we know the specific situation."

Glancing at the worried face of Lin Zhiyan, Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Don't be so tense, relax. Today is little Xuanzi's eighteenth birthday. Think of it as a rebirth. She'll be fine."

Lin Zhiyan had little reaction. She had heard similar reassurances many times and was somewhat numb to them.

"Sun Zhong is dead," Lin Zhiyan said.

"Hmm." Xiao Feng sighed, "Haven't you already told Sun Shijie?"

The little girl shook her head in denial, "We haven't had the chance to tell him yet."

"You haven't told him?"

Xiao Feng was a bit confused. If they hadn't told Sun Shijie, why was he just smoking with his head down?

At this moment, Sun Shijie came in.

He washed his hands first, then, without saying a word, went to Lin Jiaxuan and continued setting the bone.

Xiao Feng was even more puzzled. How could this old man seem withdrawn after just a trip outside?

Little did he know, Sun Shijie was trying his best to keep his mind focused, avoiding any concerns about other matters.

It wasn't until Zhao Guo'an came in with a bowl of medicine that Sun Shijie's bone-setting had reached halfway.

While the little girl and Lu Yao fed Lin Jiaxuan the medicine, Sun Shijie took a break, adjusting his state.

Lin Zhiyan opened her mouth, about to say something when she felt someone grasp her hand.

When she looked down and up again, she found Xiao Feng shaking his head at her, as if he knew what she wanted to say.

"Come with me," Xiao Feng whispered, then without further ado, pulled Lin Zhiyan outside.

In the courtyard, the Martial Monks sat, each holding a bowl filled with zhajiangmian, happily eating.

"Who made you the noodles?" Xiao Feng asked.

Hui Er grinned, "Zhao Guo'an, of course. And he's really got some skills; it's delicious. Feng, want a bowl?"

Xiao Feng shook his head, indicating he didn't need any, secretly criticizing Zhao Guo'an for having too much leisure to cook noodles at a time like this.

At this time, Hui Wu coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention, then kept glancing at the hands held by Xiao Feng and Lin Zhiyan.

Hui Shiqi stood up and laughed, "Brother Feng, I've long noticed that you and sister-in-law are quite compatible. When are you inviting us to your wedding banquet?"

Lin Zhiyan was startled, then quickly realized the misunderstanding about her relationship with Xiao Feng, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, blushing.

Xiao Feng, however, scolded, "Can't you eat without running your mouth?"

Hui Shiqi immediately shut up, quickly returned to his seat, and dared not speak further.

"What did you want to say?" Lin Zhiyan turned around, facing away from the Martial Monks.

Xiao Feng straightened his expression and said, "What I want to say is that the dead can't be brought back, and the living need to be saved quickly. That's the right principle."

With these words, Lin Zhiyan showed visible surprise.

He could actually guess what she wanted to say to Sun Shijie?

Calming herself down, Lin Zhiyan looked troubled, "But with Divine Doctor Sun helping so much, if I..."

Xiao Feng cut her off directly, "There's no 'if.' Listen to me about this. If you feel uneasy about it, I do have a way that satisfies both sides."

"What way?" Lin Zhiyan's eyes lit up.

Xiao Feng gestured for her to come closer, "Come here."

Hearing this, the faint blush that had faded from Lin Zhiyan's face became apparent once more. After a brief hesitation, she leaned in.

However, just as she got close to Xiao Feng, she felt a sudden gust against her neck, followed by a sharp pain and then darkness. She lost all control over her body.

She finally understood what Xiao Feng's so-called "satisfying both sides" method was.

But there was no time to think further before losing consciousness and collapsing.

The Martial Monks were stunned, utterly confused about why they had just been holding hands and now resorted to action.

Xiao Feng didn't have the leisure to explain to them, carrying Lin Zhiyan inside the house.

"Brother Xiao Feng, why did you knock Sister Zhiyan out again?" the little girl pouted in dissatisfaction.

Xiao Feng casually explained, "Afraid she'd get too emotional. Anyway, whether she's conscious or not doesn't change little Xuanzi's chances of waking up."

Sun Shijie didn't seem bothered; perhaps he wasn't interested in these minor details.

Because rib bones were harder to set than leg bones, he couldn't afford distractions.

Rested enough, Sun Shijie resumed the bone-setting.

"Crack!"

A soft sound, and both Lu Yao and the little girl widened their eyes.

Because they clearly saw Lin Jiaxuan, who hadn't reacted much, furrow her brows.

Whether this was a good sign, they didn't know, but at the very least, any movement was a positive development.

More than an hour later, Zhao Guo'an brought another bowl of medicine.

Sun Shijie, seemingly exhausted, sat directly on the floor, completely losing the demeanor of a grand master.

The little girl wanted to help him up, but he shook his head, refusing.

"Is this almost enough?" Xiao Feng asked.

Sun Shijie thought for a moment and replied, "Still need to monitor her a bit more."

"From now on, it won't take up your energy so much, right?" Xiao Feng continued.

"If nothing unusual happens, just let her rest properly, and she should wake up eventually."

While answering, Sun Shijie felt like something was off about Xiao Feng's remarks, but couldn't pinpoint what exactly.

After a while, Xiao Feng said, "There's something we haven't told you. Brace yourself for it."

"Go ahead," Sun Shijie said with a serious expression.

"Your Scholar's Assistant, Sun Zhong... is dead," Xiao Feng said gravely.

"Wha... What!"

Sun Shijie was visibly incredulous, immediately asking, "How did he die?"

Xiao Feng opened his mouth, almost directly saying, "He brought it upon himself."