Zhu Zheng sternly threatened Bai Xi, expecting the young girl, who looked no different from Tong Yao, to immediately release him. To his surprise, Bai Xi merely stared at him coldly, not loosening her grip, and in fact, tightened it, causing him to feel a dull ache.
This damn woman has quite a bit of strength!
"You're asking for death!"
With that, he extended his other hand, intending to grab Bai Xi's shoulder. The moment he did, a piercing pain shot through his right hand. Before he could even properly sense where it came from, he was thrown to the ground, landing like a toad.
Bai Xi stood before him, her expression calm and placid, and said, "You are the one asking for death!"
If it weren't for Tong Yao's fright from the corpses in the haunted house yesterday, she would have made him pay dearly today. To prevent Tong Yao's psychological trauma from worsening, she decided to only disable one of his hands as a form of punishment.
Zhu Zheng, still in shock, finally registered the pain and let out a loud wail. It was only then that he realized his wrist seemed to have been shattered by Bai Xi.
Tong Yao quickly moved to Bai Xi's side, declaring proudly, "Hmph, you really don't know your own capabilities, daring to provoke Xi'er. You're truly asking for death. Butler, throw him out!"
The butler, a middle-aged man, immediately stepped forward upon hearing Tong Yao's command. "Yes."
With that, he grabbed Zhu Zheng, who was screaming in pain on the ground, and tossed him out.
The other two who had been competing with Zhu Zheng were also scared stiff. "Um, Miss Tong, we have matters at home today, so I'll be leaving now."
"Miss Tong, my mother just called me home for dinner, so I'll be heading back too."
The two fled faster than rabbits.
Tong Yao watched the two make their hasty retreat, feeling extremely pleased. She grabbed Bai Xi's arm and swayed it, saying, "Xi'er, you're so amazing. If you were a man, I wouldn't even look at other boys."
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow, looking at her spoiled demeanor, and said calmly, "Alright, stop the chatter. Seeing that you're alright puts my mind at ease."
Previously, she hadn't known Tong Yao's condition and had worried about it causing her psychological burden. But now, seeing that she could still joke, it seemed there wasn't a big problem.
After a few pleasantries, the Tong family's doctor arrived. He was around sixty years old, well-maintained, and didn't look old. If it weren't for his graying hair, he could have passed for middle-aged.
He entered with a stern and serious expression, devoid of any smile. Upon seeing the people present, he mechanically stated, "Miss, it's time for your medicine."
Tong Yao looked at the bowl of medicine with a solemn expression, and finally, though reluctantly, took the decoction and drank it in one gulp.
She then revealed a pained and disgusted expression, saying, "This medicine is so bitter, I really hate it."
The old doctor, with his face still set in a stern expression, said, "Frank words, though unpleasant to hear, are beneficial for action. Good medicine, though bitter to taste, is beneficial for illness. Miss, please bear with it."
Hearing this, Tong Yao's expression of bitterness intensified, and she wished to avoid the old doctor's gaze. As she turned her head, she saw Han Mo. "Oh right, Doctor Han, you were able to cure Brother Bai Han, so your medical skills must be excellent. Do you have any prescriptions that taste better?"
Han Mo calmly replied, "Indeed, I do."
As soon as he said this, the Tong family doctor instantly became displeased. "Sir, as a doctor, you should value your profession. Medicine should be about its effectiveness, not its taste!"
Doctors, unlike other professions, should focus on professional ethics.
Even a family doctor must have integrity, not indulge a patient's preferences. This is highly unprofessional behavior.
Han Mo did not argue but instead took out a paper and pen from his coat pocket, casually wrote a few words, and handed them to Tong Yao's doctor.
The doctor's face was filled with disdain when he saw the paper Han Mo handed him.
However, out of politeness, he took it. The moment he saw the prescriptions, his expression slowly shifted from surprise to joy, and finally, to outright admiration. "This prescription is masterfully crafted!"
Not only did this medication provide maximum calming and soothing effects, but it was also tailored to Miss Tong's constitution, and even made the taste less unpalatable.
"Doctor Han is truly proficient in pharmacology. May I ask who your master was, old man?"
Han Mo calmly replied, "When I studied, I apprenticed under the esteemed physician Mr. Gao of China's medical world."
Upon hearing this, the old man immediately took a step back and bowed slightly. "So you are a student of Mr. Gao. I was blind and spoke out of turn, my apologies."
Han Mo shook his head slightly and said calmly, "You flatter me, sir."
Tong Yao frowned slightly at this scene. "Xi'er, does Doctor Han speak to you in such a pedantic manner, like an old scholar?"
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
She did sometimes find Han Mo's speech a bit pedantic, but it was within her acceptable range. In fact, she thought it suited him.
After a round of flattering words, the old doctor left with the prescription. Before leaving, he said, "Miss, I will prepare your medicine according to this prescription tonight, and your recovery will surely be much faster!"
With that, he happily walked away with the prescription.
Tong Yao had spoken casually, but she hadn't expected the arrogant doctor hired by her father at great expense to be so impressed by Han Mo's prescription.
It seemed Han Mo's medical skills were truly formidable.
Thinking of this, she yawned slightly.
Bai Xi looked at Tong Yao. "Are you tired? Are you feeling unwell in any other way?"
In her memory, Tong Xiao Xiao was always a hyperactive little madwoman, never getting tired.
Now, after just a bit of conversation, she was yawning. Could it be the impact of yesterday's events on her body?
Seeing Bai Xi frown slightly, Han Mo smiled. "Most sedatives and calming medications have a soporific effect. It's normal for Miss Tong to feel sleepy after taking the medicine."
Hearing this, Bai Xi felt reassured. "In that case, you should get some rest. I'll visit you again next time."
As soon as she said this, Tong Yao immediately reached out and grabbed Bai Xi's arm. "Xi'er, Thursday is my brother's birthday. The Tong family will be hosting a celebration banquet then. Will you come too?"
Bai Xi raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "Alright."
Although she wasn't very close to Tong Hua, Tong Hua was Tong Yao's brother. It was only natural to send a gift and well wishes for a friend's brother's birthday.
Seeing Bai Xi agree so readily, Tong Yao's face flushed slightly as she leaned close to Bai Xi's ear and whispered, "Um, can you remember to bring Brother Bai Han along too?"
If Brother Bai Han came, he could see her dressed up. Perhaps Brother Bai Han would have a little good feeling towards her.
More importantly, it was her brother's birthday, and her parents would also be back. She wanted to tell her parents that she already had someone in mind, and she really didn't want them to introduce her to any more strange "men." She was about to be struck by lightning by these men!
Hearing the words by her ear, Bai Xi's clear eyebrows involuntarily twitched upwards, and she said faintly, "I'll try my best."
As expected, Tong Xiao Xiao was still that same Tong Xiao Xiao, the one who forgot her friends for a handsome face.
However, if she was serious, Bai Xi wouldn't interfere. But whether their hearts could truly connect would depend on their own fate. After all, she herself didn't understand the concept of love, so how could she dictate for others?