When I came back, I encountered two people with disfigured faces. Out of interest, I thought of the medical skills I learned in the West and gave it a try. Unexpectedly, I managed to cure them.

Additionally, he treated a few severe cases, and his reputation spread quickly.

Every year, many people from nearby small countries came to seek treatment, which could be quite bothersome.

So, he thought of moving to another place. After coming to the Great Zhou, he traveled to many places and finally arrived in the Capital City, coincidentally catching his godson’s wedding.

"Let’s go take a look first!"

Ye Haoyang excitedly stepped forward to pull him along.

"Go where? It’s not an emergency illness, no one’s dying." Baili Han unhappily shook him off, "Can’t you see I’m playing chess?"

"It’s getting dark, what chess are you playing? You can play tomorrow." Ye Haoyang said, immediately messing up their chessboard.

Ye Zi’an shook his head helplessly; this kid really has no patience.

The chess game was interrupted, and Baili Han wanted to jump up but just snorted coldly, "You brat, why don’t you let your wife come over? Do I have to personally go to treat her? Don’t you know the proper attitude when seeking medical help?"

Ye Haoyang was momentarily stunned, then quickly bowed, "I was wrong, I’ll go get her to come."

"Why do you have to go?" Baili Han glanced at him sideways, "Isn’t it enough to send a servant?"

Ye Haoyang realized that his godfather seemed to dislike Hua’en a lot; every time Hua’en was mentioned, there was always disdain.

So he decided not to go against him, in case he got unhappy and refused to treat Hua’en.

"Yes, yes, I’ll go ask Hua’en to come now."

Mu Huaen was discussing dinner plans with Yang Chuxia when she heard someone call her, so she informed Yang Chuxia and headed over.

On the way, she was puzzled about why she was being called to the study.

Upon arriving at the study and seeing Ye Zi’an, Baili Han, and others present, especially Baili Han, she felt a bit intimidated.

She could tell Baili Han didn’t welcome her.

"Still wearing a human skin mask?" Baili Han smirked, glaring at Ye Haoyang, "If you want her to never recover, just let her keep wearing it."

Mentioning her face made Mu Huaen a bit uncomfortable. She knew it wasn’t good to wear a human skin mask, but it prevented scaring people. She had been meeting so many people these days and didn’t want to scare them, so she kept wearing it.

"Can’t wear a human skin mask?" Ye Haoyang was puzzled, "This was made by Chengcheng, soaked in medicine or something."

It was mainly for the wedding; who wouldn’t want to be a beautiful bride?

Baili Han couldn’t be bothered to explain, as these fools wouldn’t understand anyway. He simply said, "If you want to get better, don’t wear it. If you don’t, then wear it."

While speaking, seeing Mu Huaen standing dumbfounded, he said, "What are you standing there for? Take off the mask."

Mu Huaen uncertainly looked at Ye Haoyang.

Ye Haoyang approached and whispered, "My godfather, he’s the doctor from Yueluo Kingdom. He’s cured many people. Let him take a look; it would be great if he can cure you."

Mu Huaen thought for a moment, then nodded. She had to give it a try. She didn’t want to face her children with a ruined face in the future; that would be frightening.

Nor did she want people outside to constantly mock Brother Ye Er for her face.

Seeing her agree, Ye Haoyang took the medication he had prepared earlier and led her into the inner room of the study.

When they came out, the people in the room collectively gasped in shock.