Chapter 360: Conspiracy

Night fell, and the lake breeze was slightly cool.

In a small hut on the cliff, the lamplight was dim and yellow, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

On the table, the freshly cooked dishes were alluring in color, scent, and taste.

After plating the last dish of steamed sea fish, Shui Nan washed his hands, came to the table, stood for a moment looking at the spread of food and wine, then picked up a cup of wine, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.

A woman walked out from the adjacent room, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Shui Ye, everything in the room is prepared."

Shui Nan set down his wine cup, gazed into the dark night outside the hut, and after a moment, spoke: "Remember to instruct Aw u later."

The woman lowered her head and said, "Yes."

Then she couldn't help but add, "What if Aw u is unwilling?"

Just as she finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Shui Nan looked at the two figures walking side by side outside the courtyard, smiled slightly, and said, "How could that girl be unwilling?"

"Father."

Shui Wu entered the room first, and just as she was about to ask a question, she suddenly noticed there was one more person in the room.

"Jiang Shen..."

A look of confusion appeared on her face.

Jiang Shen said with a face full of smiles, "I came to help your father cook; he was afraid he wouldn't cook well and would neglect the Divine Doctor Hua."

As she spoke, her gaze turned to the young man behind her, and she hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

Luo Zijun returned the gesture and called out, "Senior Shui."

"Just call me Uncle Nan from now on."

Shui Nan smiled and invited him to sit, picked up the wine pot, and personally poured him a cup of wine.

Then he looked at his daughter and said, "Aw u, you go to the room with Jiang Shen first; I have something to discuss with Young Master Hua."

Shui Wu felt even more suspicious, but she didn't ask further and walked into the adjacent room.

Jiang Shen also followed inside with a smile.

"Have a drink first."

Shui Nan sat down, picked up his wine cup, and the smile on his face was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

Luo Zijun guessed secretly in his heart, picked up his wine cup, and downed it in one gulp.

After finishing the first cup of wine, Shui Nan spoke: "I heard that Fengzi's finger was severed, and you used a sewing needle to stitch it back for him, and it has already grown together?"

Luo Zijun said, "This junior only tried it boldly; I checked today and it should be fine, though the flexibility will certainly not be as good as before."

Shui Nan looked at him deeply and sighed, "It seems your reputation as a divine doctor is not unearned. By comparison, the doctor on our island, sigh..."

Luo Zijun was humble for a few moments, then couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what instructions Uncle Nan has?"

He had sent his daughter away, so he likely had some important matter.

Shui Nan picked up the wine pot again, poured him another cup, filled his own, and then said slowly, "Nothing too urgent, it's just that there is another patient on the island, and you may need to go see them tomorrow night."

"What kind of patient?"

Luo Zijun's heart stirred; he had already seen almost all the truly sick patients on the island over the past two days.

What kind of patient could make this Shui Ye personally invite him, and not during the day tomorrow, but at night?

Shui Nan picked up his wine cup and smiled slightly: "You will naturally know tomorrow night."

Luo Zijun felt even more suspicious.

"You have worked hard these past two days; let me toast you again."

"I wouldn't dare, it should be this junior toasting Uncle Nan."

Luo Zijun did not press further and picked up his wine cup.

Following this, the two chatted about some trivial matters on the island.

Meanwhile.

In the inner room, Shui Wu was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head lowered, her legs pressed tightly together, her hands nervously clutching the bedsheets, her teeth biting her pink lips, and her cheeks already burning red like fire.

Jiang Shen stood beside her, bent over, and whispered into her ear.

"After he comes in, everything will be simple... He will be drunk by then, you don't need to be shy, just..."

"Of course, it will be a bit painful at first, but it is bearable..."

"No rush, take it slowly at first..."

"Don't be afraid, this kind of thing, once it starts, you will know how to do it yourself..."

Outside the window, the silver crescent moon hung on the branch tip, as if it were secretly watching the shy, blushing girl in the room whose heart was pounding like a startled deer.

"Come, have another cup."

Shui Nan continued to pour the wine, smiling as he chatted about some interesting things on the island.

Luo Zijun drank another cup, his eyes hazy with intoxication, and said, "Uncle Nan, I really can't anymore; this junior's tolerance is truly poor, if I drink any more, I will be drunk."

Shui Nan laughed: "If you're drunk, then you're drunk; just stay here tonight, what are you afraid of."