"Mr. Han."
Coming from the Arresting Departnt was an old acquaintance, Investigator Han Chunyang.
"Mr. Lin, we et again." Han Chunyang awkwardly cupped his hands, giving a sheepish smile. To be honest, he was sowhat afraid of eting Lin Miao, but he had to co.
He was also an officer in the Arresting Departnt. Soone reported that they had captured a military fugitive, which was a serious case. He was taken aback and promptly brought a group of n, fully ard, to the scene.
Upon seeing him, he was taken aback; wasn’t this Ye Mi Yuan, a colleague from Lanzhou? How did he end up in Dongshan? Wait, Ye Mi Yuan was indeed from Dongshan Prefecture.
However, he dared not identify him. He had no special relationship with Ye Mi Yuan, and what if he got it wrong? That would be embarrassing.
"Captain Han, look, these injuries on this man’s body are marks left by the Fish Scale Whip of our dynasty’s Yulin Guard. He claims to have encountered mountain bandits. Could it be that the bandits are disguised soldiers?" Lin Miao had already thought of this explanation when he had Sun Youwei report the case.
Han Chunyang stepped forward to check and indeed saw the marks of the forbidden Fish Scale Whip of the Yulin Guard. While the Fish Scale Whip belonged to the guard, it wasn’t a prohibited item. It wasn’t hard to obtain; so military officers and noble families would have a collection.
Even if so mountain bandits had one or two, it wouldn’t be surprising.
But how did Mr. Lin recognize the weapon used by the Yulin Guard? Right, isn’t there supervision from three people from the Li Jing Imperial Pharmacy at this diagnosis point?
If others couldn’t recognize it, surely they could?
Han Chunyang found a reason for Lin Miao in his mind.
"Mr. Lin, I will take this person back for further investigation. Thank you." Han Chunyang didn’t want to explain much, to avoid complications, preferring to take the person back and clarify the matter first.
"I gave him a Mafu Powder, which will likely keep him asleep for an hour or so. You should be careful; his martial arts cultivation isn’t weak." Lin Miao did not obstruct them.
He only needed to fulfill his duty; anything more would be too much.
Weren’t you trying to test ? I’ll send you to the Arresting Departnt’s jail for a couple of days. As long as I keep an eye on the departnt, I can find out who’s behind him.
...
Han Chunyang signaled two subordinates to co in and carry Ye Mi Yuan out.
"The person being carried away might be a military fugitive. He tried to pass off his injuries as a ruse, but Mr. Lin discovered them while treating him. We from the Arresting Departnt will take him back for interrogation. Everyone, please disperse!"
"Officer, this person isn’t dead, is he?"
"No, it was just Mr. Lin who tricked him into taking Mafu Powder, which caused him to fall asleep." Han Chunyang explained.
If he didn’t explain, there would be more trouble later.
"Mr. Lin is truly amazing; treating illnesses and capturing fugitives—a true miracle doctor!" The onlookers all gave thumbs up.
"Everyone flatters too much. I just happened to notice sothing unusual about this fugitive’s injuries. It was all luck, just luck. He probably thought I was young and could be easily deceived." Lin Miao bowed and cupped his hands. "The title of ’miracle doctor’ is too great for ; fellow villagers, please don’t spread it."
"Mr. Lin is truly humble and graceful, a rising star in the dical world!"
Well, just as the wave of ’Mr. Lin’s miraculous hands’ was subsiding, now ca the praise of ’a rising star’. Such acclaim is likely to beco more frequent in the future.
To wear a crown, one must bear its weight.
People will talk; you can’t stop them.
"Next!"
...
In contrast to Lin Miao receiving praise and admiration, Han Chunyang, Captain Han, wore a look of frustration.
He realized that anything involving Lin Miao was bound to be troubleso, especially for him.
This Ye Mi Yuan was an officer in the Lanzhou Arresting Departnt, higher in rank and seniority than him, yet he was drugged by Lin Miao and reported as a military fugitive.
Ye Mi Yuan is a mber of the Ye Family. If his identity were publicly exposed, who knows what consequences would ensue.
Fortunately, he didn’t say anything and took the person away first.
Once they reached the Arresting Departnt, handling the situation would be easier, whether to detain or release him. After all, there’s Mr. Feng to deal with it.
This hot potato could be passed on to him to worry about.
Arresting Departnt, Second Hall.
Mr. Feng was resting at ho comfortably when he was called back by Han Chunyang. Upon seeing Ye Mi Yuan sleeping soundly on a stretcher, he was also taken aback.
"Han Chunyang, what’s going on? Didn’t you say you captured a military fugitive?" Feng Sheng angrily questioned.
Han Chunyang accompanied his words with a smile. He knew if he told the truth—that the person they brought back was a colleague from the Lanzhou Arresting Departnt—Feng Sheng would inevitably avoid it.
So, he used a little trickery and only reported that it was a military fugitive.
Mr. Feng was soone with ambitions and would definitely co; opportunities to capture military fugitives were rare.
This credit, Feng Sheng would never pass up.
"That’s what the informant said."
"Who is the informant?"
"Mr. Lin from Xiuyue Square. This person ca to him for treatnt, claiming his injuries were from a bandit attack and robbery, but it was identified as injuries from the Fish Scale Whip of the Yulin Guard..."
"The Fish Scale Whip of the Yulin Guard?" Mr. Feng was startled, overlooking the doubt as to why Lin Miao would recognize such marks, "How could bandits have such a thing?"
"Indeed, that’s why Mr. Lin arranged for soone to report, suspecting this person to be a military fugitive, secretly seeking treatnt due to his injuries, thinking the young and inexperienced Mr. Lin wouldn’t recognize the injury’s cause and attempting to slip by..."
"Then why is he asleep?"
"Mr. Lin tricked him into taking Mafu Powder, saying he should sleep for at least an hour before waking up," Han Chunyang explained.
"How long has he been asleep?"
"It should be almost ti for him to wake up," Han Chunyang calculated.
"Put him in shackles first. Regardless of his identity, prevent him from waking up and harming anyone!" Mr. Feng ordered.
Han Chunyang naturally agreed, ordering that the still sleeping Ye Mi Yuan be shackled at the wrists and ankles, then quietly waited for him to wake up.
Although Han Chunyang recognized Ye Mi Yuan, he didn’t ntion it. Since the issue was handed over to soone else, he wasn’t going to make trouble for himself.
After all, if the sky falls, there’s soone taller to hold it up.
Even though Han Chunyang recognized Ye Mi Yuan, they had only t a few tis, not to ntion Ye Mi Yuan had been serving in Lanzhou; failing to recognize him was quite normal.
Who would have thought!
After only a cup of tea’ ti, the effect of Mafeisan in Ye Mi Yuan’s body gradually wore off. His eyelids twitched, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing himself with a collar on his head, he got angry and shouted, "Let go, you Lin brat, do you know who I am?"
"Ahem, bold scoundrel, dare to speak so recklessly in front of this officer!" Mr. Feng imdiately put down his teacup, pointed at Ye Mi Yuan, and scolded, "Soone, drag him out and give him twenty lashes!"
"Who are you? How dare you, I am..." Before Ye Mi Yuan could shout his na, a constable covered his mouth and dragged him out.
Seeing this, Han Chunyang hesitated to speak. If he said anything now, he would be in trouble too. In tis of misfortune, it’s better to save oneself.
Snap!
Ye Mi Yuan was pinned to a bench, his mouth muffled, and a paddle was fiercely swung down on him.
Mr. Feng’s strikes showed no rcy, and the constables, wanting to please their superior, struck with extra force!
Pants were pulled down, exposing bare skin.
Utter humiliation!
After twenty lashes, Ye Mi Yuan’s buttocks were split open, bloody, and unrecognizable.
"I am the Arresting Departnt officer in Lanzhou, Ye Mi Yuan, I will report you to your superior at the Pei Mansion..." Ye Mi Yuan managed to state his identity intermittently before he fainted off the bench.
"Han Chunyang, what did he say his na was?" Feng Sheng asked.
"Sir, he claid to be Ye Mi Yuan from Lanzhou’s Arresting Departnt," Han Chunyang quickly explained.
"Is there a Ye Mi Yuan in Lanzhou’s Arresting Departnt?" Mr. Feng was shocked.
"I heard there is one, but this is Dongshan City; the Lanzhou officer should be in Lanzhou..." Han Chunyang dared not admit recognizing Ye Mi Yuan. After all, he wasn’t the one who ordered the beating, it wasn’t related to him.
Usually Feng Sheng made them take the bla; this ti, he should take so responsibility.
"Quick, wake him up and see if he has any official credentials!" Feng Sheng ordered.
"Reporting to the officer, no credentials were found!" Two constables searched carefully but only found so silver coins and nothing else.
"No credentials, injured, claiming to be Lanzhou’s officer—this officer should just believe you?" Feng Sheng sneered, "Take him to the jail, interrogate him after he wakes up."
These days, there are nurous cases of impersonating officials, without credentials, without identity proof, just because you say so?
"Sir, if this person is indeed Ye Mi Yuan, he’s injured and today visited Mr. Lin’s Convenient dical Diagnosis Point. Don’t you think sothing’s off here?" Han Chunyang cautiously reminded.
"Captain Han, go and discreetly find out if Ye Mi Yuan is in Lanzhou; if he is, then this one is lying and impersonating a court officer, which is an even greater cri!" Mr. Feng said with a hint of malice.
"Understood, I’ll go now."
"Rember, quietly, without causing a stir."
...
At Shengyuan Hall, as Ye Shengyuan was diagnosing a patient, he suddenly beca distracted. The patient called him several tis, but he didn’t hear until the patient touched him and he snapped back to attention.
He was distracted because of Ye Mi Yuan. According to his calculations, Ye Mi Yuan should have been on his way back by now.
Strangely, he hadn’t received any news of him return.
To keep everything under wraps, he hadn’t sent anyone to follow Ye Mi Yuan, even withdrawing the Ye family’s spies.
To give Ye Mi Yuan enough freedom to act.
"Ye Cheng."
"Master." Ye Cheng’s figure appeared in the consultation room, bowing. He was a trusted old servant of Ye Shengyuan, having grown up alongside him, their bond deeper than with his siblings.
"If the later patients aren’t ergency cases, reschedule them. I’m a bit tired." Ye Shengyuan instructed, as his restless emotions could impact his diagnosis. Being a renowned doctor, he had the privilege to reschedule appointnts, and patients wouldn’t mind as long as it wasn’t an ergency.
It was already noon, and with Ye Mi Yuan not back yet, Ye Shengyuan grew more uneasy.
But it was broad daylight; Ye Mi Yuan went for a consultation, and Lin Miao wouldn’t dare do anything, right?
Could sothing have delayed him...
"Patriarch, the steward from Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion is here, says it’s urgent!"
"Quick, show him in."
"Patriarch Ye, Madam fell ill today and has been saying her chest hurts since morning, refusing food or drink. Please co to see her." The steward urgently pleaded as soon as he saw Ye Shengyuan.
"Quick, prepare the carriage!" Ye Shengyuan hurriedly ordered, unable to attend to Ye Mi Yuan’s situation, prioritizing Mrs. He instead.
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