magic eye doctor

Chapter 3830 The News Brought Back by Young Master Wanqi

On the little girl's turf, Xuan Shao felt particularly at ease and didn't treat himself as an outsider. He leisurely drank tea and contributed two plates of fruit and a bowl of fruit shells.

Young Master Xuan was eating and drinking to his heart's content, and Yue Yun didn't dampen his spirits, quietly watching from the sidelines.

Watching as Xuan Shao added several more medicinal herbs, the little girl also went to add herbs and fuel to her own brewed medicine before returning to the main hall.

With Xuan Shao nearby, she couldn't easily run back to the Star Core World or the Spirit Plant Space on her own, nor could she mechanically draw parts diagrams, take out needles and thread, and cut fabric to sew clothes.

The little girl was busy doing needlework, and Xuan Shao not only guarded his own medicine cauldron, but sometimes also helped the little girl add fuel to the cauldron or adjust the fire.

In the central hall of the medicine furnace is a luminous pearl, its light soft and bright.

The little girl quietly sewed clothes while Xuan Shao watched the spectacle.

Seeing the finished products coming out one after another, he became envious. While the little girl was resting, he went to find someone to make a deal: "Little beauty, I'll provide the materials. When you have time, can you sew some clothes for my little darling too?"

The little girl dotes on the spirit plant dolls, making them lots of clothes and also giving one of her cotton dolls as a gift, which the cotton doll loves.

Seeing that the little girl sews clothes for the spirit plant dolls whenever she has free time, Xuan Shao also wants to store more for his own little darling.

“Your little cotton-padded jacket has quite a few clothes.” She sewed more than a hundred sets of clothes for the cotton doll and even gave it a robe. The cotton doll has enough clothes to wear.

“You can never have too many good things.” Xuan Shao’s eyes sparkled: “You have a great personality, and all the little creatures like you and the clothes you sew.”

Now that you're not going to the other world, and you have some free time, I'd like to ask you to sew some extra clothes for me to keep, just in case.

“You’re mistaken. Even if we go back to Earth, I still won’t have enough time. I can only promise to use my free time tomorrow during the day and tomorrow night to make clothes for your little darling.”

If she were alone, she would seize the time between brewing medicine to bury herself in drawing part diagrams. Because Xuan Shao was around, some part diagrams were not suitable for public release, so she would instead help the little creatures with needlework.

"Sure, sure." Young Master Xuan nodded repeatedly. It was already good enough that the little girl could spare a day to sew clothes for the cotton doll. One shouldn't be too greedy.

He let the little girl make all the decisions, letting her choose fabrics from the ones he had collected, selecting which colors and materials she thought were suitable for making clothes for the cotton dolls.

"Young Master Xuan, I suggest you learn needlework. Sew clothes for the dolls by hand, and it will increase your intimacy with them."

"Teach me needlework? This is too difficult. Asking me to hold an embroidery needle is like asking Lu Zhishen, who uprooted the willow tree, to hold an embroidery needle. I can't even begin."

The little girl's suggestion was so...unconventional that Xuan Shao began to question his existence.

"As long as you want to learn, you will definitely be able to learn. As the ancients said, nothing is difficult in the world if you set your mind to it."

"..."

The little girl's words made a lot of sense. After thinking about it, Xuan Shao decided to give it a try: "I'll give it a try."

Let's work hard for our precious cotton doll!

Xuan Shao quickly washed his hands, then sat down and humbly asked the little girl how to cut and measure the dimensions.

Yueyun took out a piece of cloth and a puppet as teaching materials, teaching Xuan Shao how to measure dimensions, how to make marks, and how to calculate the amount of fabric needed for clothing.

The second step is to teach how to cut the fabric.

Cut the fabric and then sew it together.

Xuan Shao was naturally clever and quick-witted, and he could learn to measure and cut quickly, but he was stumped when it came to sewing. His hands would inexplicably stiffen when he held the needle.

The little girl was very patient and tirelessly taught him, repeating the lessons over and over again.

Two hours later, Xuan Shao was finally able to sew the stitches correctly, although his movements were clumsy.

The clever and studious young master Xuan clumsily held up a needle and practiced sewing on a scrap of fabric.

Initially, the stitches on the fabric were crooked and uneven, some long, some short, some sparse, some dense, making it look like a centipede.

He practiced and pondered as he went, and made progress little by little.

When the little girl checked and said that she was ready to graduate from the most basic and commonly used needlework technique, she could then learn another commonly used basic needlework technique, and then switch to another one.

He only learned three of the most commonly used stitches before the little girl officially started practicing—sewing sachets.

Time flies when you have something to do.

After tireless efforts, Xuan Shao completed his debut work before dawn.

The sachet was successfully sewn, but because it didn't feel good to the touch and the stitches were of varying depths, the joining area of ​​the sachet was uneven, with some parts concave and others convex, and the stitches still visible in some places.

The sachet is a bit ugly.

But it's still worth celebrating.

The little girl is good at discovering beauty. With meticulous care, she picks out the good points and praises them highly.

Overwhelmed by the praise, Xuan Shao became incredibly confident and decided to keep up the good work. He picked up a pair of scissors, cut off a piece of cloth, threaded a needle, and began to sew it meticulously.

The little girl put away her sewing tools, opened the door, went out to the outer courtyard, opened a large gate, took out the kettle from the storage container, and placed it in the doorway.

She placed the herbal decoction in a conspicuous place, went to the bathing area to wash up, and then went into the kitchen to light a fire to make pancakes and simmer mushroom and chicken soup.

Brother Fu, Brother Jie, Brother Chai, and Brother Qian get up at five o'clock, do their morning exercise, and then go to the kitchen to make breakfast at 5:30.

Lan San and Hei Jiu also got up early to train their bodies. As dawn broke, the two hurriedly rinsed their mouths and washed their faces, got ready, and then rushed to the East Courtyard.

Two handsome young men stepped into the gate of the east courtyard in the dim morning light and saw two kettles placed in the doorway.

The little girl brewed the medicine and delivered it to the door. Lan San, Hei Mang Jiu each picked up a kettle, held it protectively in their arms, and then went to the south-facing room to pack it up safely.

The two brothers packed their water bottles, opened the door, and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

As dawn broke, the morning light was dim, the streetlights were still on in the streets and alleys, and there weren't many vehicles on the streets, but it was by no means deserted.

The pedestrian streets were already bustling with people.

Lan San and Hei Jiu arrived at the hospital without wasting a moment, and it was already broad daylight.

The sky didn't look good; it was rather gloomy.

When Lan San and Hei Jiu arrived at the hospital, the patients and their families were just getting up and getting ready for the day.

Upon arriving at the wards where Boss Qin and Engineer He were staying, the two handsome men each went into a ward.

Lan San brought Qin Da Lao herbal soup and entered the ward. Xu Jingwei and Qin Jiang had also finished washing up. Seeing Lan San, Xu Jingwei smiled and said, "You guys are up so early."

"Adults and children alike in the park get up early." Lan San smiled as he put down the carefully protected styrofoam box, took out a kettle, and poured out the medicine.

He poured the medicine into a bowl and then asked, "Has Boss Qin been drinking the medicine that the hospital is preparing on time?"

"They drank it all. The commander and the brothers all drank it. I kept an eye on them, and not a single one was left out. Not a drop was wasted," Guard Xu hurriedly replied.

"That's good. The young lady said that this medicine is a perfect match with the one brewed at the hospital." Lan San put the lid on the kettle, put the kettle in the box, and carried it away.

Seeing Lan San turn around, Qin Jiang hurriedly asked, "Help me ask the little girl if she can eat something sweet after she finishes the medicine brewed at the hospital?"

"Is the medicine very bitter?" Lan San turned around and looked at Qin Jiang curiously. How bitter must the medicine be to make Qin Jiang want to eat something sweet?
"Telling lies is not painful." Telling the truth is excruciatingly painful.

"Boss Qin, someone asked before whether I can eat candy after taking the medicine. The answer is obvious: whoever eats candy will be the first to suffer the consequences." Lan San smiled leisurely and left with the box in his arms.

Qin glared at the back of the man's head. He didn't want candy at all; he just wanted to find an opportunity to get closer to the little girl.

Yan Shenhui pretended to be stupid; this kid is quite good at pretending to be stupid.

He made up his mind; he had to be determined to poach his employees.

Lan San left Qin's ward and went into He Gong's ward.

The caregiver had already prepared the bowl.

Lan San divided the medicine into portions, put down the pot, and asked Engineer He and the two police inspectors, "Boss Qin asked me to ask the young lady if she can eat candy after taking the medicine, and whether the medicine is a bit bitter?"

“This medicine isn’t bitter at all.” Inspector Liu quickly chimed in, “The special blood-tonifying medicine that the hospital brews is very bitter, the kind of bitter that’s unbearable. After drinking that medicine, the bitterness of a thousand galls has become a tangible image in my mind.”

“Please bear with it no matter how bitter it is. The prescription written by the young lady is a perfect combination. Eating sugar will ruin the efficacy of the medicine.”

“We understand.” The three police inspectors nodded in unison. Although the medicine brewed at the hospital was bitter, it made them feel warm and comfortable after drinking it.

He Gong and the others knew what was going on, so Lan San didn't give them any more instructions and went to deliver the medicine soup to the other police officers.

The amount of herbal medicine was the same as yesterday. The two extra bowls of medicine were given to the seriously injured police officer, but this time to a different person, not the same one as yesterday.

After distributing the medicine, the two handsome men successfully completed their morning task and made their way out.

They left early and returned early, but when they got back to the park, the kitchen hadn't even set out the food yet.

When the amusement park's main kitchen opened for lunch, Le Xiaotong also prepared breakfast.

Xuan Shao didn't need to be invited by his master; he went to the kitchen to report for duty himself.

After the meal, Xuan Shao insisted on washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen before returning to the medicine stove.

The little girl returned to the east wing of the main room. After only a short rest, she saw two pots of medicine being boiled to the right consistency. The pots were then sealed, and the herbs were put back in to boil again.

Anyway, after finishing the work, I sat down, took out the cloth that Xuan Shao had collected, cut out the material for dozens of sets of clothes, and then sewed them.

Xuan Shao diligently sewed a purse from coarse cloth to practice his skills.

He practiced for half a day, and the little girl sewed dozens of beautiful little clothes.

Around noon, Wanqi returned from outside carrying large and small bags.

After entering the garden, Wanqi Dashao first went to the main kitchen to report, then sent his luggage back to the backyard of the academy, put his luggage away, and then carried a box to the east courtyard.

As he entered the main courtyard, Xuan Shao quickly put away his sewing tools, brewed a new pot of tea, and then opened the door to wait.

Young Master Wanqi walked along the covered corridor to the front of the main hall of the "Medicine House". He was not surprised to see Young Master Xuan and stepped over the threshold to enter.

The little girl put away her baby clothes and started sewing adult robes. When she saw the professor's eldest grandson, she smiled and showed her pearly teeth: "Why are you back so soon? How was your free trip? Did you revisit Cambridge University?"

Wan Jun's job is related to studying abroad or translation. In late April, at the request of a client, he accompanied a client on a trip to Europe.

"Hey, don't even mention it. This trip can only be described in one word: exhausting, and in two words: mentally exhausting." After greeting Xuan Shao, Wan Qi Da Shao sat down to the side and sprawled out like a panda.

"What's wrong? Is the client stingy, providing poor food and lodging, or is the client making too many demands?" Xuan Shao asked, acting like a curious child.

"The client isn't short of money, he's just too confident." Young Master Wanqi reached for his teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and looked utterly dejected.

"My client is a small business owner with tens of millions in assets. He's not short of money and is quite generous when it comes to food and lodging. However, his perception is a bit out of touch with reality."

Young Master Wan thought of his client and felt a sense of helplessness: "He actually wanted to send his son abroad to study and get a prestigious education, and asked me to accompany him to check out the schools."

He has a good eye; he only chooses schools of the caliber of Cambridge and Oxford.

The problem is, his son is simply not cut out for studying. If he ever passes even one subject, it's pure luck; his English is terrible, and he only manages to get double-digit grades a handful of times a semester.

"And then?" The cat of curiosity in Xuan Shao's heart couldn't be hidden and jumped out all at once.

"Then, he felt that the education methods abroad were different from those in China. His son was not suited to the exam-oriented education system. He believed that if his son went to a prestigious university like Oxford or Cambridge, where the process was valued more than the result, he would surely achieve great success and soar to great heights."

"How can we learn if we don't even speak the language?" Xuan Shao was a little confused. Although he and Hua Shao seemed like idle rich kids, none of them were fools and they all knew foreign languages.

"So, I said the client's perception is out of touch with reality. His son would have a hard time getting into a third-tier university in China, and if he wanted to study abroad, he could only choose some little-known schools."

The client had his own principles, and I accompanied him to visit the universities he had chosen, as he requested. We had originally planned to also visit Massachusetts in the Americas, but he had business to discuss at home and had to return early.

Wan Jun looked utterly helpless. Xuan Shao felt sorry for him for three seconds. Dealing with a client like this was truly exhausting!
As the saying goes, "There are all sorts of birds in a big forest," and the eldest nephew's client wasn't considered particularly strange. Le Yun remained calm and asked, "What does the eldest nephew want with me?"

"It's just a small matter. I ran into Professor Ian and your tutor, Professor Murray, in Cambridge. They both miss you and would like to invite you to visit Cambridge sometime."

He paused, his eyes deep: "I also ran into the seventh young master of the Yu family, a monk family, in Cambridge."

"Young Master Yu was in the Americas a few years ago, and now he's gone to Europe to develop his career?" Young Master Xuan pondered. Young Master Yu has been abroad all this time. Is there some unknown secret behind this?

“I chatted with Yu Qishao for a while, and he said he’s currently working in Cambridge Town.”

Wanqi Dashao also wanted to talk about his chance encounter with Yu Qishao, and then elaborate on how they met by chance, how long they sat together in the coffee shop, and what they talked about.

It was almost lunchtime. He chatted about the acquaintances he had met in Cambridge, exchanged a few more words, handed the little box he had brought to the little girl, and went to the dining hall in the outer courtyard.

Young Master Wanqi sent over news about the young people in the ancient cultivation world. Young Master Xuan pondered for a while and then told the little girl his feelings: "Young Master Yu Qi has been wandering around abroad. I suspect he has discovered some secrets overseas."

"No rush, we'll find out the truth sooner or later."

“That’s true.” Xuan Shao nodded, hoping that the Zheng Hua Sect would put in a good effort and that the Double Ninth Festival gathering they organized would attract all the cultivators who rarely participated before, making it easier to conduct a thorough assessment.