When Gu Qinglan saw Mu Yanming come in, she got up and stepped forward. The young boy also lifted his eyelids and looked over.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my younger brother. I have no way to repay you!" She curtsied in front of Mu Yanming, getting quite close.
When she looked up, she could see Mu Yanming's well - defined jawline.
Her face flushed red, and she quickly lowered her head again.
Mu Yanming bypassed her and walked up to Mo Qinghuan. "Have you examined him? How is he?"
Mo Qinghuan glanced up at Mu Yanming. Just one look, then she shifted her gaze away.
"Anyway, Your Highness has already promised to..." Gu Qinglan looked at the two of them. Mo Qinghuan glanced at Gu Qinglan, then nodded angrily at Mu Yanming as a salute and walked out.
The young boy actually lifted his feet and followed her out. Seeing this, Gu Qinglan had no choice but to follow.
"Sister, thank you for saving me!"
Mo Qinghuan stopped and looked back at the young boy. "What's your name?"
The young boy bowed with his hands clasped. "My name is Gu Qingqi, and my courtesy name is Yishu..."
"Xiao Qi," Gu Qinglan interrupted him. "Go home with sister."
"Yishu... It's a good name," Mo Qinghuan smiled brightly at him. "Go home with your sister."
"Anyway, thank you, sister, for saving my life."
Gu Qinglan dragged him out of the palace.
Just as Mo Qinghuan was about to leave, Bai Ke called out to her. "Princess, His Highness requests your presence."
Mo Qinghuan remembered the scene of the officials protecting each other. She took a deep breath to suppress her temper. "Please tell His Highness that I'm not feeling well and I'll go back to the mansion first!"
Bai Ke was staring absent - mindedly at her back when Zixiu's voice came from behind.
He turned around and saw Mu Yanming and Lu Zixiu standing side by side, also looking in the direction where Mo Qinghuan had left.
"What's going on?"
Lu Zixiu looked at Mu Yanming.
Mu Yanming let out a long sigh. "She's a woman who clearly distinguishes between love and hate. She can't stand the twists and turns in the officialdom."
Lu Zixiu pursed his lips and smiled softly, gently shaking the fan in his hand.
After leaving the Regent's Palace, Mo Qinghuan got angrier the more she thought about it. She originally thought that Mu Yanming was different from those corrupt officials, but unexpectedly, they were all the same.
But then again, the court was a big dye - vat. Who could come and go without getting stained...
...
Mo Qinghuan walked towards the Jishi Hall. From afar, she saw several people who looked like servants from the General's Mansion stretching their necks and peeping inside the Jishi Hall.
One of them pulled the other's arm and whispered something in his ear. The other nodded and walked towards the Jishi Hall.
She dodged and took a detour to the street behind the medical clinic.
She changed into a bright red dress, put on a veil, and then went back.
As soon as she entered, the pharmacy boy greeted her. "Doctor Luo, the servant from the General's Mansion has come to invite you to the mansion to examine the lady."
"Okay. Did you tell him my consultation fee for making a house call?"
The pharmacy boy nodded and whispered in Mo Qinghuan's ear. "Don't worry. I said it according to your instructions. If it's a noble, I'll ask for a high price."
"How much did you ask for today?"
The pharmacy boy grinned, looking like he was waiting to be praised. "Fifty taels."
When Mo Qinghuan heard this, she rolled her eyes at the pharmacy boy. "Only fifty taels! Then why do you look like you've asked for five thousand taels?"
The pharmacy boy smiled awkwardly. "I was afraid that if I asked for too much, it would ruin your business!"
Mo Qinghuan took a deep breath, wanting to scold him, but then she laughed. "Alright, alright. Remember, next time, as long as it's an official family, you tell them the fee is at least three hundred taels. If they don't want to see a doctor, forget it! Got it!"
The pharmacy boy scratched his head. "Three hundred taels. Isn't that inappropriate?" The pharmacy boy looked embarrassed.
Mo Qinghuan knew what he was worried about. She reached out and gently patted the pharmacy boy on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't ruin the reputation of your Jishi Hall."
At this time, the owner of the clinic walked out. "A Si, just do as she says. I believe in her ability."
The pharmacy boy looked at the owner of the clinic's leg that no longer limped and said nothing.
In the end, Mo Qinghuan didn't go to the General's Mansion for the examination. It would be the most appropriate time only when the Lan family was willing to spend all their money just to save a life.
"Get out of the way, hurry up!"
Just as she was thinking, there was a sudden commotion.
An old woman foaming at the mouth was carried in by several strong men and placed on the examination bed.
The owner of the clinic instinctively stepped forward to feel the pulse. Suddenly, he remembered that Mo Qinghuan was there, so he stepped aside. "You do it."
Mo Qinghuan nodded and walked forward to observe the patient's symptoms. "The eyes are rolled up, foaming at the mouth, and there are tonic - clonic convulsions in the limbs. It's a typical epileptic seizure, which is what you commonly call epilepsy."
"What's wrong with my mother?" A thin and dark man wiped away his tears.
"Don't worry. I'll do my best."
As a doctor, even if she was fully confident, she couldn't tell the patient's family that the patient would definitely be cured.
Otherwise, once an accident happened, no one could bear the responsibility.
Saying this, she started to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. If it was too late, the old woman might lose her life, because when this disease attacked, it could take a life within three to five minutes.
After more than a dozen consecutive compressions, the old woman made a sound.
Mo Qinghuan quickly laid the old woman on her side to prevent her from accidentally inhaling the foam overflowing from her mouth.
"Help me hold her other hand."
Everyone was scrambling to help. Finally, the owner of the clinic couldn't stand it anymore and shouted. "Get out of the way. Don't make a mess here."
Then he held down the old woman's other arm.
Mo Qinghuan took out the gold needles, pressed a few times on the old woman's right hand's tiger's mouth with her index finger, found the right position, and inserted the needle steadily.
She did the same to the other hand.
Slowly, the old woman's body relaxed and she stopped convulsing.
"Doctor, how is my mother?"
She looked at the thin and dark man. "Don't worry. She's out of danger for now."
"Why isn't my mother awake yet?"
"This disease makes people very tired after an attack. So your mother may sleep for more than an hour to regain her strength. Later, if she says her whole body aches, it may also be caused by the attack."
The thin and dark man kept nodding as Mo Qinghuan spoke.
After Mo Qinghuan stopped, he took out a black handkerchief and handed all the money inside to Mo Qinghuan.
A Si grinned when he saw this. "This isn't even enough for the consultation fee!"
Mo Qinghuan gave A Si a look, and A Si immediately shut up.
"Ah? Then what should I do? What should I do?" The thin and dark man panicked.
"It's okay. Let your mother rest here for a while. Then you can take her home later. As for the consultation fee, I'll just consider it as helping the poor. Is that okay, owner of the clinic?"
The owner of the clinic nodded approvingly.
"Of course it's okay."
The on - lookers clapped and cheered. "The girl is not only skillful in bringing the dying back to life but also has the heart of a bodhisattva!"
"I think the girl might be a bodhisattva descending to earth to save the world."
Mo Qinghuan put her hand to her mouth. "Shh, don't make a noise."
Then she left the Jishi Hall. Just as she turned the corner, she accidentally bumped into someone.
"Why is it you?"
"Why is it you?"