Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 255: Deciding to Make a Small Profit (7)_1

The military doctors were at a loss and believed that the soldiers had contracted the plague. Once the news got out, it caused chaos among the troops. More and more soldiers fell ill, too weak to even lift their spears, and the enemy from beyond the borders, seizing the opportunity, led a large army to breach the Chu Army Camp. In an instant, blood flowed like rivers, and bodies piled up like mountains.

Before long, the frontier fell, the enemy forces surged into the city, wreaking havoc like a swarm of locusts, burning, killing, and looting, leading countless families to be torn apart. To save their lives, people were forced to abandon their homes and flee, ending up displaced and homeless.

After having nightmares for four or five consecutive days, being tormented night after night by the images of dying people, Mo Yan was under tremendous mental strain. Even her iron constitution couldn’t withstand it; her mind started to wander, her hair began to fall out, and her complexion turned as pale as a ghost’s.

Lizhong was the first to notice something was amiss. At first, he thought something had simply spooked Mo Yan, and he secretly burned incense and paper offerings in every corner of the house to pay tribute, but to no avail; the situation only worsened.

Unable to hold back any longer due to Lizhong’s persistent questioning, Mo Yan had no choice but to reveal the truth.

"Yan girl, there’s something very wrong with you. I’ll take you to the clinic right away." Lizhong was beside himself with worry, hurriedly harnessed the horse to the carriage and had Mo Yan sit inside.

Mo Yan didn’t refuse; she too wanted to find out whether the nightmares were a warning or if there was something wrong with her psychologically. Though she already suspected the answer, she would rather believe it was due to mental stress.

Lizhong, anxious and unsettled, drove the carriage. He feared something serious might be wrong with Mo Yan’s health. The horse, sensing his urgency, picked up speed and galloped swiftly.

The horse, which had previously been thin, small, and weak, had recovered significantly after a month of nursing with Spirit Spring Water. It had grown taller, its hooves were strong, and its coat had become smooth and shiny. Although it was still not a fine horse, its condition had improved by a level, now indistinguishable from any other horse used for pulling carriages.

In just half an hour, they reached the city and headed for the same clinic they had taken Xin Er to the last time.

At first glance, Doctor Du thought Mo Yan had a severe illness. After taking her pulse thoroughly, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Based on her pulse, there seemed to be nothing seriously wrong with her, just poor sleep. But poor sleep alone couldn’t cause such a severe loss of vital energy. It was truly bizarre!

As time tickled by and the doctor remained silent for a long time, the color drained from Lizhong’s face, filled with self-reproach as he looked at Mo Yan. If he had been more alert and had brought her to the clinic sooner, Mo Yan wouldn’t have become so ill.

"Miss, other than your sleep problems, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?" Unable to determine the problem through examination, Doctor Du had no choice but to ask.

Mo Yan thought it over and concealed the issue with the moldy grains, mentioning only the relentless nightmares that plagued her every night, with the ghosts in her dreams begging for her help.

Doctor Du frowned deeply and observed Mo Yan’s expression more closely. At one glance, he felt that the young woman had an excellent countenance—a person of deep fortune should not be troubled by nightmares.

Seeing the look on the doctor’s face, Mo Yan became somewhat uneasy. "Doctor, I just haven’t been sleeping well. Perhaps if I take some sleeping pills, I might get better."

Doctor Du shook his head inwardly. The girl’s problem was not related to sleep, but he, unable to identify the cause, could only prescribe some sleeping pills for now to see if they had any effect. If ineffective and the vital energy continued to wane, this young woman might be in danger of losing her life.

Upon returning home, Lizhong immediately handed over the sleeping pills to his daughter, instructing her to quickly brew the medicine. Soon after, Lixiu brought a bowl of thick, dark potion.

Mo Yan, smelling the odd scent, pinched her nose and drank it down gulp by gulp. After having another bowl before bedtime, she finally felt reassured enough to hug Little Fur Ball and go to sleep.