A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[1]

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Now it was the mixed-race man’s turn to comfort Song Qinghan when he noticed that Song Qinghan was delivering a serious face.

“It’s fine, It was my original intention to see what the others who share the same fate with me.”

Song Qinghan paused. Seeing that there was indeed a hint of anticipation in the man’s eyes, he secretly sighed in his mind.

How sad would this group of people be? They were all human who got two eyes, one nose and one mouth. How pitiful they would be if they were regarded as monsters just because they were a bit different on their appearances?

He could fully understand the mood of the mixed-race man right now, of the sense of belonging. After all, human were all social animals, one would always long for the closeness to the others who were similar to him.

With a further consideration over it, Song Qinghan gave up bothering the mixed-race man by any meaningless persuasion. He knew from the man’s pair of bright eyes that it was the man’s final decision after a careful consideration. Thus, being talkative over the matter would be annoying.

However, at the moment he rose and was ready to leave the room, the mixed-race man suddenly uttered, “Those three… They are kind of distinguished, right?”

Song Qinghan was utterly stunned when he heard so, and he didn’t know why the mixed-race man would ask something like that, but he still answered honestly, “That’s right, what’s wrong with that?”

The mixed-race opened his mouth slightly, yet without any words. Nothing but hesitation showed up on his face, no one was able to know what he was thinking currently.

Seeing that, Song Qinghan came to comfort, “Don’t worry, just tell me what you know. I won’t leak any of it.”

The mixed race hesitated for a moment, but eventually he still asked with a firm expression, “Can you tell me their real identities?”

Well, this question was somewhat overboard. After all, the mixed-race man wasn’t the familiar acquaintance to Song Qinghan at all, let alone the relation with those triplets. Such a hasty inquiry was indeed rather suspicious.

Noticing that Song Qinghan didn’t make a sound, the mixed-race man himself probably came to know that it was an offensive question, he bit his lips and then suddenly uttered, “That tall man is looking for three people who get the same look. I heard from him that those three alike people come from the Yueya Tribe.”

Song Qinghan was shocked and asked subconsciously, “What?”

It turned out that the tall man came here for those triplets. He now was quite anxious yet eager to find out whether the man had already found out some clues within the house.

Probably the mixed-race man had already seen through the thought in Song Qinghan’s mind, and then he whispered, “Don’t worry, Doctor Song. He shouldn’t have found out the fact yet, and I did not confess to him. But… He seemed to be quite confident over this event, and I could see from his eyes that he would definitely accomplish it even he has to sacrifice himself for that. Though I don’t know the root cause of that, I still know that those three people will be a stumbling block to you, Doctor Song, so…”

He paused and didn’t confess something further. Probably he knew that he now was rather lowly and more confession would bring more troubles to himself.

Song Qinghan could make up for the second half of his words himself, so he fell into deep thought after listening.

Indeed, those triplets should be a hot potato for him right now. And as for those triplets, they themselves should feel like ants burning on the heating pot, being unable to sleep well and eat well. If he really had to ‘throw’ them out, it seemed to be a better choice to get them be with someone who was familiar?