Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Chapter 221 Your name is Meng'er?

Could it be that they were already being plotted against?!

Puyang Xuan's murderous intent instantly surged when he realized that someone dared to plot against him and Jianwu. He was certain that he would not let this person off the hook!

Yang Jianwu sensed Puyang Xuan's abnormality, grabbed his wrist, and shook her head at him. Only then did Puyang Xuan suppress his aura.

Yang Jianwu walked to the girl's side, squatted down to look her in the eye, and asked, "Your name is Meng'er?"

The girl was instinctively afraid of strangers and tried to hide behind her mother-in-law.

Zi Mo knelt down beside Meng'er. "Sister Meng'er, don't be afraid. This sister is a doctor. She's here to check your eyes."

"Yes, I'm a doctor. Don't be afraid of me. Let me examine you, okay?"

Yang Jianwu tried to keep her voice as gentle as possible. If she really was Meng'er, she must have suffered something terrible...

"Your name is Meng'er, right?"

The girl answered timidly, "...Yes..."

"How old are you?"

"It's already twelve..."

Yang Jianwu observed Meng'er's appearance and found no obvious damage. There was a hazy layer on her eyes, which seemed to be caused by medication. If it was just corneal damage, she might be able to regain her sight. However, a more detailed examination was needed to determine the specific situation.

Do you remember how your eyes were injured?

"Yes……"

When Meng'er thought about that experience, her body began to tremble involuntarily, and she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Yang Jianwu held Meng'er's hands. "Don't think about unpleasant things anymore. Now let me check you carefully, okay?"

Meng'er was afraid to recall that experience, and when she heard Yang Jianwu tell her not to think about it, she was touched and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, thank you, young lady."

“My surname is Yang, and I’m older than you. Call me Sister Yang.”

"Okay, thank you for your help, Sister Yang."

"Okay, then relax now and take a deep breath."

Under Yang Jianwu's comforting words, Meng'er gradually relaxed.

Yang Jianwu took Meng'er's wrist and carefully checked her pulse. He then examined Meng'er's eyelids and found that her corneas had indeed been damaged by the medication. He said that a corneal transplant would solve the problem, and the surgery would only take half an hour.

As for corneas... they can be exchanged within the space, but they're a bit pricey. I don't know if there will be a reward of medical points for successfully treating Meng'er; if not, I'll be in big trouble.

"Meng'er, I can heal your eyes, but they will require special care until they are fully healed. The conditions here do not allow for this. Would you be willing to leave with me?"

Meng'er became nervous again upon hearing that she was leaving, thinking that Zi Mo's family was already struggling financially, and if they had to spend money on her, she would never be able to repay them in her lifetime.

"No...no need...I don't want treatment anymore..."

The old woman standing next to them, who was also Zi Mo's grandmother, Madam An, spoke up, "Meng'er, now that you have a chance to see it again, you must try. What if it works out? Don't worry about the money, we'll find a way."

Meng'er tugged at Madam An's sleeve, "Grandma, don't let me leave, I'm scared..."

Yang Jianwu could see Meng'er's dependence on Zi Mo's grandmother. Anyway, she could raise several more, so why not raise them all together for now? Her grandmother, who was her only family, had passed away. When Meng'er found out the truth, she would probably be heartbroken again.

She also needs this time to find out Meng'er's whereabouts after her disappearance. Once the situation is clear, it will be up to her whether to stay or leave.

"Meng'er, would it be alright if the elders and Zimo went with you?"

"Huh? Um...is that okay?"

Yang Jianwu nodded with a smile, "I'm fine with this. Zimo, could you and your grandmother accompany Meng'er on this trip?"

Zi Mo desperately wanted to see Meng'er recover, but he didn't want to trouble Yang Jianwu, putting him in a dilemma.

Knowing her grandson well, Madam An answered for Zi Mo, "Mo'er, you go with Meng'er. The house can't be left unattended; Grandmother needs to look after it."

"Grandmother? Grandmother is at home, how can I leave..."

Yang Jianwu always treated Dong Li, a person who knew proper etiquette, with good manners. Such people had their own set of rules and regulations, and they weren't really that bad. Simply put, they were easy to get along with.

“Mother-in-law, why don’t you go with Zimo? He’s worried about you being home alone. He’ll feel more at ease if you’re together.”

"Young lady, that's not appropriate, it's too much trouble for you."

Yang Jianwu looked at Zi Mo, "Zi Mo, can you write?"

Zi Mo was speechless, wondering why Yang Jianwu asked such a question, and answered truthfully, "I know a little."

"That's good. I have a few rare books that I need to copy. While you're treating Meng'er, you can stay in the small courtyard and copy these rare books to offset your medical expenses!"

Zi Mo was overjoyed. He was worried about how to raise money for Meng'er's medicine. He was good at writing.

"Thank you sister!"

Yang Jianwu then said to Madam An, "Mother-in-law, there are quite a few rare books, and time is too tight. Zimo is copying them there, so he doesn't have time to do laundry or cook. Why don't you go and take care of his daily life for now?"

"Well... thank you, Miss Yang."

Knowing that Yang Jianwu was trying to save face for her, Madam An could not refuse, so she turned around and gave Zi Mo special instructions.

"Mo'er, the young lady has been kind to us, so we must copy it carefully!"

Zi Mo understood immediately, "Yes, Grandmother!"

Yang Jianwu took out a bottle of antibiotics from her spatial storage and handed it to Meng'er. "You should use this medicine first to prepare for treatment. I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow!"