However, Xue Eleven’s words ignited hope in Yang Ming. He was just about to speak when Xue Eleven stopped him and said in a voice only they could hear, "Don’t make a fuss, go out first, and drive the carriage to the place with fewer people. I’ll co find you later. Trust ."
"Thank you, young brother," Yang Ming nodded, his eyes full of gratitude. He listened to Xue Eleven’s instructions and turned towards the gate of dicine King Valley.
Xue Ten and his group followed. Yang Ming went out, pulled the dagger from the snake’s body, collected the pot from the ground, and quickly drove the carriage away.
Seeing they had indeed left, Xue Ten sighed in relief and led everyone inside. As he was leaving, he said, "Eleven, Master said you don’t have to watch the gate anymore; your punishnt is over. But be cautious in the future; don’t make mistakes again."
"Okay," Xue Eleven agreed happily, yet in his heart, he was thinking he was about to make a big mistake again. If the masters knew that he secretly helped people outside with treatnt, he didn’t know what kind of punishnt he would face.
But lives were at stake, and he couldn’t worry about that. He was puzzled by dicine King Valley treating only those with referrals; how could their dical skills improve if they weren’t allowed to treat others?
In any case, now that he didn’t have to watch the gate, he could move more freely. He quickly returned to dicine King Valley to fetch so herbs for treating snake venom.
Rushing out the door, he was startled by a voice from behind, "Eleven, where are you going again?"
Xue Eleven jumped at the voice, turned around anxiously, stumbling over his words, "Master Uncle, I’m not doing anything; I’m going to research herbs with the senior brothers."
"Bring the herbs over and let have a look."
Xue Eleven had no choice but to show the herbs to Master Uncle, who looked at them briefly, pondering sothing.
After a mont, he spoke, "Go ahead, study well."
"Yes, Master Uncle." Xue Eleven was elated that Master Uncle let him pass and ran off with the herbs.
Seeing Xue Eleven had gone far, Master Uncle gave a look to the nearest apprentice, "Fifteen, go see what he’s up to. Don’t make a fuss, report back to ."
"Yes, Master Uncle." Xue Fifteen followed Master Uncle’s words and went out. At this point, Xue Eleven didn’t know he was being tracked.
As he reached the gate, he was questioned by Junior Brother, "Brother Eleven, are you heading out?"
"Yes, Master told to go up the mountain to gather herbs." Xue Eleven nodded and casually gave a reason to avoid suspicion. He was eager to find that family, as delays with snake venom were increasingly difficult.
Yang Ming had driven the carriage to a spot near dicine King Valley where it couldn’t be seen. He was worried, unsure if the young brother could find his way here. He placed all his hope on that young brother, lanting his own inadequacy against those people.
On the carriage, Yang Ming kept busy—feeding his wife water, feeding his son milk, changing his son’s diaper. Enduring pain from the blows and the snake venom’s affliction, he had only one thought: he couldn’t collapse.
A mont later, he heard sounds outside and quickly looked out, seeing the young brother really had arrived. He was filled with joy, "Young brother, you’re here!"
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