I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Xue Ming asked Xiao Wan to take these ten medicinal herbs back with her so that she could remember them more easily.

Xiao Wan carefully put the herbs into her arms, thanked Xue Ming again, and walked out of the room.

Wen Shutang was standing outside with an uncontrollable look of worry on his face. Although Xiao Wan had a talent for medicine, the world was very strict on women.

Although Wen Shutang could teach her at home, her medical skills were not as good as Xue Ming, who had been a doctor all his life. If Xue Ming could agree to teach Xiao Wan, it would definitely be better.

Seeing Xiao Wan coming out, Wen Shutang subconsciously cast a questioning look at her.

Xiao Wan didn't say anything, but just nodded silently, seeming very confident.

Seeing her like this, Wen Shutang felt relieved.

Xue Ming followed Xiao Wan out of the inner hall and said, "I will be waiting for you here at noon three days from now."

Wen Shutang nodded: "Thank you, old man, for giving me this opportunity."

"No need to thank me. Whether she can become my disciple depends on her own efforts." Xue Ming said with a smile.

Wen Shutang exchanged a few more words with him and then took Xiao Wan away from Jishidiang.

After they left, the waiter who had been secretly observing at the counter came out and asked in a doubtful tone, "Master, are you really going to accept that girl?"

"Since I have promised, I will not go back on my word." Xue Ming stroked his beard and squinted at the direction they left. It was unknown what he was thinking in his clear eyes.

Memorizing ten kinds of medicinal herbs in three days is not an easy task. Moreover, the herbs he chose are somewhat difficult to pronounce but have similar habits. He actually did not have much hope for Xiao Wan.

Even the first apprentice he accepted might not be able to do it. When he gave Xiao Wan such a question, he actually wanted her to give up.

Xiao Wan followed Wen Shutang, frowning tightly and seemed to be mumbling something.

"Did Doctor Xue tell you about those medicinal herbs?" Wen Shutang asked, pinching her palm.

"Angelica dahurica, Perilla leaves, Pueraria root, Phragmites australis, Cold water stone, Smilax glabra, Mugwort, Safflower, Millettia reticulata and Sea buckthorn." Xiao Wan responded without thinking.

Wen Shutang was stunned after hearing this. These medicinal herbs have many similar effects and one would confuse the memory if one is not careful. It seems that Xue Ming is deliberately trying to make things difficult for Xiao Wan.

"What do you think, Wan'er?"

Xiao Wan lowered her head and pursed her lips. After a while, she spoke: "It is actually possible to remember them, but their uses are too similar and it is easy to confuse them. I will write them down several times when I return."

Looking at Xiao Wan's serious expression, Wen Shutang suddenly remembered the "Compendium of Materia Medica" he took out from the space last time. Perhaps this book could come in handy.

"It's okay, Wan'er, don't worry. There are still three days left, which is enough."

"Don't worry, mom. I will definitely be able to memorize it." Xiao Wan raised her head and smiled, her tone full of determination.

Wen Shutang smiled and touched her head.

When a few people passed by a shop on the street, they suddenly heard a fierce quarrel.

"It must be that your young master is jealous of our young master. Otherwise, why did the young master disappear after he found young master Song? It's been a few days, and our lady is so angry that she's sick."

"You are talking bullshit. Don't put such a false accusation on our young master. Be careful or we will report you to the government for talking nonsense."

"Who is talking nonsense? If your young master didn't kidnap our young master, why didn't he return home for several days?"

"Your young master is a playboy by nature. He loves to hang out in red-light districts. Who knows, he might still be sleeping in some girl's arms right now."

The people around who were watching the fun all laughed when they heard this.

Feeling humiliated, the servant blushed and rolled up his sleeves to rush forward and attack: "What are you talking about? I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

"Come on, let me see who is going to teach whom a lesson." The guy from the other side said without showing any weakness.

Wen Shutang then noticed that this was in front of the gate of Zhaixing Tower. He raised his eyebrows and vaguely guessed that they were quarreling because of Xu Rencai.

She walked up to an old lady, patted her on the shoulder and asked, "Auntie, why is it so lively? What's going on?"

The aunt looked back at Wen Shutang and said with a smile, "You can tell at first glance that you are not from this town. You don't even know what happened. The son of the Xu family is missing, and no one is found alive or dead. The police couldn't find him, so they had no place to vent their anger, so they found Young Master Song and said that the last person that Mr. Xu saw was Young Master Song. They insisted that he give the Xu family an explanation. How could Young Master Song bear this? Now both sides are unwilling to give in, so they started a fight."

After hearing this, Wen Shutang was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Yizhuo.

Xiao Yizhuo also heard these words and looked up at Wen Shutang.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Wen Shutang withdrew her gaze and pursed her lips. She was indeed not from the town, but she knew everything about Xu Ren's disappearance.

Not to mention that she couldn't find anyone even if she reported to the police, she couldn't even find any trace of Xu Ren now.

But what Wen Shutang didn't expect would actually implicate Song Zhoubai.

"Ah? There is such a thing. Doesn't that mean Young Master Song has suffered an unexpected disaster?" Wen Shutang showed a look of surprise on his face and continued to ask.

The aunt also agreed, with some dissatisfaction and resentment in her tone: "That's right, Master Song is usually so nice to ordinary people like us, but Master Xu has a relationship with the head of the pavilion. Look, the head of the pavilion just had Master Song summoned to the yamen. I wonder if he will have to suffer physical pain again."

Liang Yan actually wanted to interrogate Song Zhoubai? Wen Shutang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect the situation to develop like this.

But after a moment, Wen Shutang felt relieved. Song Zhoubai was the young master of a wealthy family in the town. He held most of the wealth in Qingshui Town. Even Liang Yan would not dare to touch him easily.

It was probably just to appease the Xu family that Liang Yan asked someone to ask Song Zhoubai to go over there just to go through the motions.

The two groups of people in front of the Zhaixing Tower soon got entangled with each other. Some people wanted to separate them but were pushed away, so everyone tacitly stepped back a few steps and watched them fight to the death.

In the end, the fight was stopped only by the arrival of government runners, and Song Zhoubai also came with them.

He frowned and reprimanded the troublemaker: "How dare you openly cause trouble in the street. Don't you take the head of the pavilion seriously at all?"

The servants of the Xu family immediately stopped their actions when they saw Song Zhoubai coming back, but there were a few who were not afraid of trouble and replied in a low voice: "It must be you who did something to our young master."

"The government will naturally make a judgment on the case. Do you want to teach you, Lord Pavilion Master, how to do things?" Song Zhoubai frowned and said coldly.

The boy was so frightened by the accusation that he dared not speak.

Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Song Zhoubai relaxed his brows and said, "Okay, everyone go away. If you come to cause trouble next time, we'll see you in court."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Song Zhou suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.