Chapter 24: Big Sis Fully Supports You Studying Medicine

He Lianrong looked confused and echoed her husband, “Yes, son, what exactly are you thinking? Why don’t you want to study medicine anymore?”

Qingzhu lowered his head, tears welling in his eyes, refusing to say another word. He was afraid that if he spoke, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from crying.

Because deep down, he had been passionate about medicine since childhood. The Madam had noticed his interest and gifted him many medical books.

Over the years, he had studied them thoroughly—maybe not to the point of flawlessly reciting them backwards, but close enough.

The couple exchanged a look, even more puzzled than before. He Lianrong looked at Qingzhu, her tone slightly sharper: “What’s wrong with you, child? I asked you a question—why are you back to being a mute again?”

Meng Guangping added with frustration, “Exactly! I really don’t know who you take after. Your mother and I are both lively people—how did we end up with such a quiet son?”

“That’s enough. Stop talking.”
An Xiyan spoke coldly, her expression serious. Holding An Xixuan in one arm, she walked up to Qingzhu’s side.

Her eyes swept over the couple with a chill, her entire presence radiating a cold and powerful aura.

He Lianrong & Meng Guangping: Miss… Miss is so scary like this…

Frightened, the couple instinctively took a few steps back, instantly falling silent. They didn’t dare say another word.

Only then did An Xiyan seem satisfied. The icy pressure around her dissipated, and she turned to Qingzhu with a warm, gentle gaze.

She reached out and lightly patted his thin shoulder, her voice serious and steady:
“Little brother Qingzhu, I know you really want to study medicine. Don’t feel any pressure—if you want to learn, then go for it.”

“Your big sister here fully supports you. Later, I’ll find you a highly skilled physician to be your master. You don’t need to worry about anything else—just focus on your studies.”

“With your talent, doctors will be lining up to take you as an apprentice. And if none of them are smart enough to see it, I’ll throw money at them until one of them agrees.”

“With your potential, it would be a waste not to pursue medicine. So, in short, big sister here supports you with both hands and feet.”

Tangyuan quickly scurried over, waving her little hand.
“Me too! Count me in! Little brother, big sister Tangyuan also supports you with both hands and feet!”

“Wuwuwu… Miss… Big Sister…”
Qingzhu couldn’t hold it in anymore. He broke into tears and looked up gratefully at An Xiyan, his delicate little face streaked with tears.

An Xiyan took a brand-new handkerchief from her storage space and gently wiped his…

Poor little Qingzhu wiped away his tears.

While doing so, An Xiyan gently comforted him, “Alright, that’s enough crying. It’s just about studying medicine—it’s not such a big deal.”

“Brother Qingzhu, don’t cry,” said An Xixuan, pouting and looking at him with a heartbroken expression. “I’ll feel really bad if you cry.”

Then, with his tiny hand, he reached up to wipe the tears from Qingzhu’s cheeks, consoling him like a little adult, “Brother Qingzhu, be good, okay? Don’t cry anymore. If you keep crying, I’ll cry too.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he even puckered his lips and teared up himself, looking like he was just one breath away from bursting into tears.

An Xiyan: “???”
What’s with this doughball of a little brother? Is he… a natural-born drama king?

Such acting talent at such a young age—what a waste if he doesn’t go into showbiz.

Qingzhu saw this and instantly tensed up. He quickly stopped crying.

No way—this little young master is already comforting me, and I’m touched enough as it is. If he starts crying too, I’ll really break down.

He quickly choked back his sobs and said with a trembling voice, “Thank you, Miss, thank you, Young Master. I won’t cry anymore.”
Young Master, please—whatever you do, don’t cry!

He nervously watched An Xixuan. Only when he saw that the boy had held back his tears did he finally breathe a deep sigh of relief.

An Xiyan chuckled and handed him the handkerchief in her hand.
“Here, since you’ve used this one, big sister will just give it to you.”

Qingzhu looked down at the handkerchief in his hand, momentarily dazed. Warmth surged in his chest.

Seeing his reaction, An Xiyan quickly explained, “Don’t worry, little brother Qingzhu. This handkerchief is new—I hadn’t used it before. You can use it without worry.”

Qingzhu’s lips curled into a small smile. He looked up at An Xiyan and sincerely said, “Thank you, Miss. I really like this handkerchief.”

An Xixuan pouted again, wrapping his arms around An Xiyan’s neck and whispering in his soft baby voice, “Sister, I want a handkerchief too—just like the one you gave Brother Qingzhu.”

An Xiyan couldn’t help but laugh. Was her little one… getting jealous?

She looked at him with doting eyes and took out an identical handkerchief from her space.

With a teasing tone, she said, “Here you go, little one. Sister only has this one left, so take good care of it, alright? Don’t lose it.”

Of course, in reality, she had tons more in her space.

An Xixuan’s big round eyes lit up instantly, his hands reaching out eagerly…

An Xixuan reached out with his tiny hands to receive the handkerchief, his fair, tender little face blooming into a smile like a flower.

“Thank you, Sister! I’ll take good care of this handkerchief.”

“Mhm, I believe you,” An Xiyan said warmly.

She glanced over at He Lianrong and Meng Guangping, then turned back to her little brother. “Xixuan, go sit in the carriage with your Sister Tangyuan. I’ll come find you right away after I finish packing things up.”

An Xixuan nodded with a grin. “Okay! But Sister, you have to come quickly, alright?”

An Xiyan nodded. Then she turned toward Tangyuan, who stood beside Qingzhu.

Tangyuan blinked, her eyes darting as she quickly sensed the awkward atmosphere. Without a word, she stepped forward to take Xixuan’s hand.

For once, she zipped her endlessly chatty mouth and rushed toward the carriage with lightning speed.

Miss asking me to take the little master back to the carriage must mean she has her reasons. As someone at the bottom of the food chain, knowing when to shut up and follow orders is how I stay alive long and well.

Once the two were gone, An Xiyan turned to the married couple and spoke coldly:

“Uncle Meng, Aunt Meng, you are my elders. Technically speaking, I don’t have the right to interfere in your family affairs.”

“But I really can’t just stand by and say nothing today. I have to speak my mind. If what I say upsets you, I hope you’ll forgive me.”

Hearing this, both He Lianrong and Meng Guangping were stunned, their faces changing slightly.

He Lianrong quickly said, “Miss, whatever you want to say, just say it. We would never resent you.”

“Besides, you are our master. If we as your servants do something wrong, you absolutely have the right to correct or punish us. There’s no need to worry about what you’re ‘qualified’ to say.”

An Xiyan sighed and looked at He Lianrong.

Then she gently opened her lips and said, “Aunt Meng, I know you have a strong personality. You’re the one who calls the shots in your household, and that’s fine. But sometimes, you need to soften that strength.”

“You might not realize this, but in a marriage, if one side is too dominant, the other will start to feel invisible—like they aren’t needed. And after a while, they’ll just give up and stop trying to participate altogether.”

“Eventually, the dominant one ends up carrying all the burdens alone. It’s like a mule wading through a river with a load of cotton on its back—getting heavier and heavier, until one day, it collapses under the weight.”

He Lianrong suddenly looked up at An Xiyan, her eyes filled with disbelief.