Daohua didn’t go to the Xiao Residence; she went straight to the new house that Xiao Yeyang had bought, and as soon as she entered, she heard Yan Wenkai’s sullen and angry voice.
"If it weren’t for that Monk’s excellent Qinggong, I would have definitely caught him."
Xiao Yeyang said irritably, "If you hadn’t insisted on chasing after him, would we be lying here?"
Yan Wenkai gave a sheepish smile, "That, I saw him stealing the confidential letters of our Jinling Guard. We definitely had to get them back, right?"
Xiao Yeyang grunted, "So did you get them back?"
Yan Wenkai replied dejectedly, "The Monk’s Qinggong was too formidable."
Yan Wentao frowned, "Knowing you were outmatched but still rushing in isn’t bravery, it’s foolishness. Don’t do this again in the future. Don’t forget, you’re engaged. If something were to happen to you, do you want Miss Su to be a widow while she’s still alive?"
Yan Wenkai quickly shook his head.
That’s when Daohua walked into the room with a serious face.
In the room, Xiao Yeyang was lying on the bed, Yan Wentao was sprawled on the bed by the window, both shirtless, and Yan Wenkai was sitting in a chair with his arm in a sling.
Seeing Daohua, all three men showed a flicker of joy on their faces. Noticing her stern expression, they all involuntarily shrank their necks and didn’t dare to make another sound.
Daohua glanced at the three men lightly, and seeing that their spirits were not too bad, she couldn’t help but relax a bit.
Yan Wenkai, seeing Xiao Yeyang and Yan Wentao giving him meaningful looks, had no choice but to brace himself and speak up, "Elder sister, we’ve only received some minor injuries. You don’t need to worry too much."
Daohua scoffed, "Minor injuries? Your arm is broken, Xiao Yeyang and third brother are either lying or prostrate. Are these ’minor injuries’? Fourth brother, in your eyes, is it only considered a major injury if someone is lying on the ground motionless?"
Yan Wenkai ’heh heh’d twice and then decisively bowed his head without speaking further.
Daohua snorted and went to first examine Yan Wenkai’s injuries; she couldn’t help it, he looked the most miserable with a large patch of bruising around his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
Yan Wenkai said, "Elder sister, my injuries have already been treated by the doctor. The main reason you were called was to take a look at Yeyang and third brother’s injuries. They were hit by that damn Monk and have internal bruises that need your acupuncture to release the blood stasis."
Daohua saw that Yan Wenkai’s arm was well bandaged and the injuries on his face were superficial, so she turned to inspect Xiao Yeyang and Yan Wentao’s injuries.
Xiao Yeyang had been kicked in the chest, while Yan Wentao had taken a palm strike to his back. The person who attacked them had struck hard: one had a footprint on his chest, the other a palm print on his back, both formed by bruising.
Seeing Daohua ask Wang Manman to bring the medicine box, Xiao Yeyang said, "Help Wentao first; he was hit by the Monk’s palm, and he even vomited blood just now."
Yan Wentao was about to say ’the kick you took wasn’t light either’, but then he saw Daohua approaching with silver needles in hand.
After his back was pricked with a few needles, Yan Wentao started feeling drowsy. Soon after, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After administering acupuncture to Yan Wentao and covering him with a blanket, Daohua then moved toward Xiao Yeyang.
Xiao Yeyang looked at her expression and, seeing her still stern, smiled and said, "It isn’t as serious as you think. We just charged in too fast and were the first to encounter the Monk, that’s why we got these injuries."
Daohua hummed, "Three of you couldn’t even defeat one!"
Hearing this, Yan Wenkai was somewhat speechless, "Elder sister, that Monk is an expert in Internal Martial Arts. As for me, Yeyang, and third brother, we’ve only just begun in that area."
Daohua carefully placed silver needles on several of Xiao Yeyang’s injured acupoints before speaking, "Are experts in Internal Martial Arts really that powerful?"
Yan Wenkai promptly said, "Of course. If my Inner Strength were better, the first thing I would do is improve my Qinggong, so I wouldn’t have the same issue of not being able to catch up like today."
Xiao Yeyang said lightly, "Well, you just keep practicing. Aim to reach the Monk’s level in a decade or two."
Yan Wenkai sighed; mastering Internal Martial Arts was not easy.
Daohua became interested, "Qinggong, is that like running on walls, gliding on water, and flying over grass?"
Yan Wenkai laughed, "It’s not as exaggerated as you described, but with sufficient speed, it’s not too far off."
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