Chapter 2 Pretending to be Unconscious

  Yuanshi, who was crying, did not notice that her son Li Tao, although still lying on the kang, had already opened his eyes.

  "Where is this?" Li Tao's voice was so low that even he himself could hardly hear it.

  "Taor, you've finally woken up?" Yuanshi was overjoyed and wept again, tears streaming down her face.

  "Who are you?" Li Tao's face showed a look of confusion.

  "Taor, I am your mother!" Yuanshi stroked Li Tao's forehead.

  "Mother?"

  Li Tao's expression changed from confusion to excitement, his face turned from pale to flushed. After a long while, he seemed to have realized something, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to gesture on his own face. Then he put his hand into the quilt again, as if searching for something.

  Finally, Li Tao stopped, his eyes somewhat dull, his chest heaving violently up and down.

  "Taor, what's wrong with you? What do you want, tell your mother quickly..." Yuan Shi didn't know what his son wanted to do and asked anxiously.

  Li Tao tilted his head and took a glance at Yuan Shi, his lips trembling but unable to utter a word. Before he could say anything, he let out an "ou" sound and fainted.

  Yuan's family saw his son fainted again, and he cried out in sorrow: "Tao'er, Tao'er..."

  Li Tao was unresponsive, but his chest continued to heave violently.

  Yuan's family was flustered, stumbling out the door, and a crying voice echoed far away: "Yue Bo, Yue Bo, quickly... go ask Dr. Hua for help..."

  Is Li Tao really in a coma?

  No, of course not.

  If the person on the bed was really Li Tao, the weak son of Yuan Shi, it would be understandable that he was still unconscious. But this Li Tao is not that Li Tao anymore. The one lying in bed now is none other than Du Bin, who was washed away by a mountain flood in Zhongnan Mountain Gorge.

  Du Bin slowly came to and looked around, the first thing that caught his eye was not Zhang Guotai or Zeng Quan, but a beautiful ancient girl in her early twenties wiping away tears.

  Du Bin muttered to himself: Zhang Guotai and Zeng Quan are not good brothers, throwing him alone here, who knows where they went.

  If this were in the past, Du Bin would have taken advantage of such a great opportunity to hit on the beautiful woman. But now, everything before his eyes made Du Bin somewhat confused. The tearful beauty wore a short jacket and a long skirt, her hair ornaments and clothes revealing an ancient simplicity. What he couldn't understand even more was that he lay in bed with no strength throughout his body, and in his heart, there was a faint sense of foreboding.

  Du Bin opened his mouth to ask the beauty's identity, and the answer he got made him extremely surprised: she was actually his "mother".

  Even if Du Bin was foolish, he understood what "A Niang" meant. He realized that the beauty in front of him was absolutely not joking, and he could truly feel that the beauty's eyes were shining with the light of great motherhood, this kind of maternal love from the heart was impossible to pretend.

  "Could it be that I've traveled through time?"

  Du Bin was startled by this sudden thought and hurriedly reached out to touch his cheek.

  This definitely wasn't his original face, Du Bin could basically confirm that he had indeed crossed over. His heart grew more and more flustered, hurriedly stretching out his hand to feel his lower body. Fortunately, it was still a male body.

  He himself didn't know how he had traveled back in time, nor which dynasty it was now. Du Bin only vaguely remembered that he had been drinking and chatting with Zhang Guotai and Zeng Quan by the pond, then it had rained, followed by a mountain flood, after which he knew nothing more.

  "I don't want to do anything, I just want to eat, drink and have fun, it's best if I can go to the brothel every day to listen to music and drink." Du Bin suddenly remembered the wish he had before crossing over.

  Wait...

  Unexpected heavy rain, sudden mountain flood...

  Was it God's will that arranged this traversal for him to fulfill his wish? Du Bin felt it was somewhat inconceivable.

  After "verifying his identity", Du Bin had a general understanding of the situation: male, around ten years old, thin and weak like a straw.

  Dazed and confused, Du Bin hadn't yet recovered from the shock of crossing over, how could he still have the energy to respond to "Mother's" concern? Helpless, he could only pretend to be unconscious.

  Staring at the sorrowful figure rushing out of the door, Du Bin suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.

  ……

  "Master Hua, thank you for your trouble!" Yuan Shi bowed to Hua Yunfeng with a deep bow.

  Hua Yunfeng was born into a family of scholars and had an air of refinement about him from head to toe, despite being only in his forties.

  If you think Huayunfeng is just an ordinary young man, then you are greatly mistaken.

  Hua Yunfeng was a medical doctor in the Taichang Temple during the Shengli era of Emperor Gaozong of Tang, and although he held only an eighth-rank official position, he frequently entered the palace to attend to illnesses, including those of Emperor Gaozong himself.

  Later, Hua Yunfeng's father died of illness and resigned from his official position. Disgusted with the officialdom, he did not resume his post after the mourning period was over, but instead resigned from his official position as a physician and opened a medical clinic in his hometown.

  In his hometown, people still respectfully call him Dr. Hua, a title he doesn't seem to like, but can't say anything about, so he just responds to it. Only Yuan's family calls him Master Hua, which makes him feel very pleased.

  "Madam, what is wrong with Mr. Li Xiaolang?"

  Hua Yunfeng had only met Yuan Shi a few times, but each time he was deeply impressed. Yuan Shi's appearance was majestic and expansive, with a pair of bright eyes like new moons. The word "elegant" might not be entirely fitting when used to describe others, but it suited Yuan Shi perfectly. Her beauty was captivating, her slender figure delicate, her demeanor neither arrogant nor humble, giving people an impression of being calm and composed, unruffled by praise or criticism. In Chang'an, Hua Yunfeng had seen countless women from the families of princes and nobles, but compared to them, Yuan Shi was even more impressive. He could even vaguely sense that Yuan Shi's background was not simple, and she was certainly no ordinary woman from a common family.

  At this time, Yuan had already lost his composure and his face was filled with anxiety.

  Hua Yunfeng imperceptibly shook his head and thought to himself: Women are just women, they can't help but be impatient.

  Yuan didn't know what Hua Yunfeng was thinking, and he anxiously told Hua Yunfeng in detail about the strange situation that Li Tao had just encountered.

  Hua Yunfeng nodded after listening: "Mrs. Li, may I take a pulse for Mr. Li Xiaolang first?"

  "Mr. Hua, please come in!" Mrs. Yuan hastily invited Hua Yunfeng into the inner room.

  Hua Yunfeng and Yuan Shi's conversation had already been clearly heard by Du Bin, who was lying on the kang in the inner room. He couldn't help but secretly lament, what if this were to be exposed, how would that be good?

  Hua Yunfeng closed his eyes and felt Du Bin's pulse. After a moment, a strange expression appeared on his face.

  Yuan saw Hua Yunfeng like this and couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "Hualangzhong, isn't Taoer okay?"

  Hua Yunfeng furrowed his brow, not saying a word, and merely waved his hand at Yuan Shi, as if deep in thought. Yuan Shi, seeing this, didn't dare to breathe loudly, and only stared at Hua Yunfeng tensely.