Yun He let out a long sigh. "In all my years of wandering, I've seen every shade of human warmth and coldness. I truly did handle this matter poorly."
"But you were worried about your wife's illness, and I didn't know how to broach it. Since a single medicinal herb could resolve the matter, I thought it wouldn't be too late to tell you after you returned."
While they were talking, Geng Shu finished preparing breakfast and brought it out.
She had only just set it down, before anyone could speak, when a knock came at the door.
The young physician went to open the door. Seeing several fierce-looking men outside, he asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Tong turned toward the doorway and recognized them at once. He rose and walked over.
"Are you unhappy about what happened yesterday? Have you come here specifically to seek revenge?"
The scar-faced burly man hurriedly said, "This is a misunderstanding. We came specifically to apologize for what happened yesterday."
He presented the gifts he had brought and knelt right in the doorway. "Yesterday, desperation drove us down the wrong path."
"Divine Physician, please be magnanimous and forgive our petty offenses. My wife truly is gravely ill and needs treatment. Could I trouble you to come and examine her?"
At those words, Yun He frowned but did not answer immediately.
Naturally, Xu Tong had already told him what had happened, but Yun He did not dwell on such things.
Since A Ting had returned unharmed and the Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus had been recovered, he had suffered no loss.
There was certainly no need to insist that Xu Tong do anything in particular to these men.
But he had never imagined they would actually dare come to his door.
Seeing this, Xu Tong did not