The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Although he had made a discovery and had a plan in mind, Yang Shuisheng did not act immediately.

He chose to leave Zhao Hu's house, first putting the collected Ganoderma lucidum and other herbs at home before planning his next move.

"Shuisheng~ You're finally back! I've been waiting for you for ages!"

As soon as he reached the courtyard gate, before he could even push it open, a woman's voice, filled with surprise and resentment, came from the side.

Yang Shuisheng turned his head and saw Zhou Caifeng leaning against a tree not far away, looking at him with a smile.

She was clearly dressed up carefully today, wearing a light red shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

Below was a pair of black pants that hugged her waist, hips, and legs tightly, revealing her curves.

Her hair was slicked back and tied into a bun, her face was powdered, and her lips were painted red. She exuded the charm of a mature woman deliberately seductive.

When she saw Yang Shuisheng looking over, she deliberately puffed out her chest, her full breasts trembling under her tight shirt, almost bursting out.

"Aunt Feng? What brings you here?" Yang Shuisheng was somewhat surprised and walked over.

"What? You don't welcome your auntie?" Zhou Caifeng gave him a reproachful look and swayed her hips as she walked closer.

"You heartless bastard, how many days has it been?"

She reached out and seemingly casually brushed the grass clippings off Yang Shuisheng's shoulder, but her fingers lingered on his strong shoulder blade for a couple of seconds, her eyes alluring. "You didn't even say you wanted to come see your aunt? Have you forgotten about your aunt?"

Her tone was both familiar and teasing, and she was very close to him; Yang Shuisheng could even feel the warmth from her arm.

"I've been quite busy lately."

Yang Shuisheng awkwardly shifted his body slightly to avoid her overly direct contact, and mumbled, "Aunt Feng, did you need something?"

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?" Zhou Caifeng winked again before getting down to business, but her voice was low, tinged with mystery and smugness. "It's like this, your Uncle Zhao said he's going to Liangshui Village next door tonight to visit some people and talk about land transfer. He'll be staying overnight and won't be back until tomorrow, so Auntie will be home alone tonight..."

As she spoke, her eyes swept over Yang Shuisheng's face and body, the meaning couldn't be clearer: "So, Auntie was thinking, if you're not busy tonight, why don't you come over to Auntie's?"

"Or...your aunt might come looking for you?"

"That's why I'm telling you in advance so you can be prepared."

As she spoke, she shoved a bamboo basket covered with a blue floral cloth into Yang Shuisheng's hands: "Here, Auntie knows it's troublesome for you to cook by yourself, so I specially made some braised pork for you. It's still warm, so try it first."

"Auntie will bring some nicer things over tonight."

Braised pork belly?

Yang Shuisheng took the basket, lifted a corner of the cloth, and sure enough, he saw a rough porcelain bowl inside, filled with a bowl full of glistening, reddish-brown, and fragrant braised pork, along with a few white steamed buns.

Zhou Caifeng's cooking skills are renowned in the village.

"Zhao Youcai went to Liangshui Village?" Yang Shuisheng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained impassive as he casually asked, "Is he going alone? He didn't say what he's going to do or who he's meeting?"

"He didn't say anything in detail, just that he went to discuss work. Whether he'll be back tomorrow is another matter, but I reckon it'll be a day or two." Zhou Caifeng pouted, clearly not too concerned about her husband's whereabouts; she was more concerned about the evening. "What? You're worried about him? Don't worry, it's good that he's not home."

Yang Shuisheng's doubts deepened.

Why would Zhao Youcai go to Liangshui Village to discuss work and stay overnight?

Considering that Zhao Hu might be hiding at home, and that Zhao Youcai is Zhao Hu's cousin... this is too much of a coincidence.

He casually asked again, "Aunt Feng, have you... seen Zhao Hu recently?"

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Hu," Zhou Caifeng's smile froze instantly, and a hint of panic and tension flashed quickly in her eyes.

She subconsciously looked around to make sure no one else was in the alley before grabbing Yang Shuisheng's arm with considerable force, practically dragging him into his unlocked courtyard. Then she slammed the broken door shut behind her.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Zhou Caifeng lowered her voice, her face still showing fear, and whispered urgently in Yang Shuisheng's ear, "Shuisheng, I'm only telling you this, so please don't spread it around."

Her strong fragrance and warm breath brushed against Yang Shuisheng's ear: "Just... just the night before last, probably the night before last, it was completely dark when I got up in the middle of the night and heard some noise in the yard. I peeked out the window through the crack... Guess who I saw?"

"It's Zhao Hu!"

They sneaked in by climbing over the back wall and went straight to knock on the door of Zhao Youcai's study.

"I was really startled."

She paused, her voice lower and trembling, "Hasn't Zhao Hu been missing for several days? Why is he here in the middle of the night?"

"I secretly listened through the door, and it scared me to death."

"I heard Zhao Hu tell Lao Zhao that he accidentally killed someone in the Daliang Mountains. He said that the person who was chasing him was killed by him in self-defense. The body is in the mountains. He is too scared to stay there and ran back to hide. He asked Lao Zhao to think of a way."

"Old Zhao cursed at him right then and there, and he said some really nasty things."

Zhou Caifeng patted her chest, still shaken: "But it seems he still agreed to help him later. I reckon that the reason Lao Zhao suddenly said he was going out to discuss work and wouldn't be back for a day or two was probably because he went to clean up Zhao Hu's mess and deal with that corpse."

"My God, this is a matter of life and death! Shuisheng, you mustn't tell anyone. I'm only telling you because I trust you."

That's it!

Yang Shuisheng suddenly felt enlightened.

Zhou Caifeng's words completely confirmed his guess: Zhao Hu was indeed not dead, but had returned and come looking for Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai's so-called business trip was actually to help Zhao Hu destroy the evidence and clear his name.

These two cousins ​​are truly a pair of snakes and rats!

"Don't worry, Aunt Feng, I know what I'm doing and I won't say anything." Yang Shuisheng nodded, looking at Zhou Caifeng's expression, which was a mixture of nervousness, a desire to share a secret, and a hint of wanting credit. He then made up his mind.

"Zhao Youcai isn't here at night, and you'll be scared all by yourself."

He leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "How about this, come find me later when it gets dark, it'll be quiet here."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Caifeng's eyes lit up instantly, and the tension on her face was replaced by joy. She nodded vigorously, her voice filled with excitement: "Oh! Good! Shuisheng, you're still the best to treat your auntie."

"It's a deal then! Auntie will come over tonight and bring you something delicious. Just wait for Auntie!"

After saying that, she seemed to think it wasn't enough. Suddenly, she reached out and gave Yang Shuisheng's firm, bulging chest a provocative squeeze. Then, she stood on tiptoe and quickly planted a big kiss on Yang Shuisheng's cheek, leaving a noticeable red mark. Only then did she sway her slender waist contentedly and walk away quickly.

Yang Shuisheng touched his cheek that had been kissed, then looked at the still-warm braised pork in his hand, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Originally, he planned to go directly to Zhao Hu's house, break down the door, and see what was going on.

But now, with almost certain information from Zhou Caifeng, Zhao Hu is definitely hiding in his own home, and Zhao Youcai is also preparing to get involved, even going to the mountains to clean up the mess himself.

He glanced at the sky; it was still early.

Let's fill our stomachs first and recharge our energy.

He carried the basket into the house, sat down at the broken table, opened the bowl lid, and the rich, dark aroma of braised pork wafted out.

He picked up the steamed bun and began to eat it heartily, along with the fragrant, fatty but not greasy braised pork.

Zhou Caifeng's cooking skills are indeed excellent. The braised pork is stewed until tender and flavorful, making it a perfect dish to eat with rice.

He ate while thinking rapidly.

Zhao Hu must be dealt with.

This scourge not only kidnapped Lin Wan, but also knew that he had hidden her away. Moreover, he was ruthless and had killed someone.

Keeping him around will only cause endless trouble.

Zhao Youcai helped him cover up his crimes, so he's no good either. But it's not the right time to take action against Zhao Youcai now; it would only cause trouble.

So, the goal is clear: take advantage of Zhao Youcai's absence and Zhao Hu's hiding at home to drag him out.

Let's settle both the old and new scores together!

He wanted to see what kind of monster Zhao Hu was now, the one who almost killed Lin Wan and had people on his hands!

Want to escape with Zhao Youcai's help? Not so easy!

After quickly finishing the braised pork and steamed buns, Yang Shuisheng felt his strength restored and his spirits lifted.

He got up and stretched his limbs, feeling the nine streams of energy flowing slowly through his body, bringing him a sense of abundant power.

His eyes were cold and sharp, with a chilling glint like a hunter locking onto its prey.

"Zhao Hu, Zhao Hu, you can't escape this time!"

His figure moved like a ghost as he sped toward Zhao Hu's brick and tile house.