"How are you? Are you satisfied with this place?" Song Zhiqiu walked forward with a smile.
Song Wanqing twitched the corners of her lips, "Your nose is really smart, you can smell it."
"Tsk, tsk," Song Zhiqiu ignored Song Wanqing's words and curled his lips in disgust, "Why do you think you are suffering? Didn't you have a good life in Prince Zhan's Mansion? Did you get kicked out?"
Song Wanqing looked at her coldly and said nothing.
"Yes, I said I wanted to treat the Ninth Prince's leg, but it's been so long and the Ninth Prince is still sitting in a wheelchair."
Song Zhiqiu sneered, "You don't want to repeat the same trick, do you? The Queen Mother is different from the Ninth Prince. Her illness is a matter of life and death. You still want to fool her. It's simply fantastic."
"Thank you for your concern, sister." Song Wanqing said as if rushing away, "If nothing happens to my sister, please come back."
"Then I won't bother sister." Song Zhiqiu raised his chin, "I'm waiting to see what will happen to you. I will definitely avenge my mother!"
Song Wanqing's face turned cold, "What a coincidence, so do I!"
Song Zhiqiu turned around and left arrogantly. It seemed that this time, Song Wanqing would be finished without her having to take any more action.
Thinking of what Xiao Yi had told her, she immediately went to see the Queen Mother. Song Wanqing wanted to disembowel the Queen Mother and was desperate!
Song Wanqing entered the house. It was extremely dirty. She tidied it up briefly and went to see the Queen Mother first.
As soon as she entered the main hall, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.
"I have met the Queen Mother. My daughter has moved into the backyard. I will take good care of her from now on..."
"Kneel down!" the Queen Mother said coldly, her voice low and scary.
Song Wanqing slowly knelt down, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Song Wanqing, don't you want to explain something?" The Queen Mother's voice carried an invisible pressure, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with Song Wanqing.
"My little girl doesn't know what to explain." Song Wanqing remained obedient.
"How brave!" The Queen Mother grabbed the teacup on her side and threw it over. "You actually told the emperor that you wanted to open up the Ai family for treatment. Do you want the Ai family's life?"
The tea cup was smashed over, with scalding hot water inside. However, Song Wanqing did not dodge. She was hit with a loud bang, and a red swelling immediately appeared on her forehead.
The Queen Mother's expression changed.
Song Wanqing didn't move at all, and her voice was as before, "Since the Emperor has told the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother should also know that if you don't have an abdominal opening for your illness, you will only have less than three months left."
"You're talking nonsense!" The Queen Mother gasped angrily, "How dare you curse the Ai family! Don't you want to live anymore?"
"My little girl doesn't dare!" Song Wanqing leaned down, "But what my little girl said is the truth!"
"Get out!" The Queen Mother cursed angrily, "The Aijia tells you that it is impossible to disembowel the abdomen, but if you cannot cure the Aijia's disease, the Aijia will ask you to pay for it!"
Someone immediately stepped forward and pulled Song Wanqing out.
"Royal grandmother, calm down, you are so angry that you are not worth it." Song Zhiqiu glanced at Song Wanqing provocatively and carefully comforted the Queen Mother.
"This Song Wanqing doesn't know how high the sky is, it's so abominable!" The Queen Mother was obviously very angry.
Song Wanqing waited outside. After a while, Nanny Xin came out.
"Did you hear clearly what the Queen Mother said?"
"Yes." Song Wanqing twitched the corners of her lips, "It's just that it's almost impossible to cure the Queen Mother's illness without abdominal dissection."
"I don't know about that." Grandma Xin's attitude was cold, "Do you want to write a prescription now?"
"Okay." Song Wanqing followed Nanny Xin to the east wing, wrote a prescription and handed it over, "The queen mother will drink this medicine for two days, and then I will take her pulse again."
Aunt Xin nodded.
At this time, Song Zhiqiu came in from outside.
"I've met Princess Chu." Nanny Xin saluted.
"Is this a prescription?" Song Zhiqiu took it over and took a look, "Go to the Queen Mother's Hospital to grab the medicine and let my sister cook it. After all, the Queen Mother's illness is of great importance and there cannot be any flaws."
Obviously he was trying to embarrass Song Wanqing.
Aunt Xin lowered her head and responded, "Okay, I'll have someone get the medicine right now."
She looked at Song Wanqing again, "Miss Wanqing, just wait here."
Aunt Xin left quickly.
Song Zhiqiu looked at Song Wanqing with a smile, "I personally prepared the medicine for the Queen Mother. Isn't my sister unwilling?"
"Of course not." Song Wanqing's forehead was slightly red, and she looked a little embarrassed.
Song Zhiqiu snorted, turned and left.
Soon, the medicine was returned. Song Wanqing took the medicine and went to the kitchen. Almost no one paid attention to her. They were all watching the fun.
"Humph, you don't have any skills, and you are still eager to come in and make meritorious deeds. I have never seen such a stupid person."
"I heard she also mentioned some abdominal surgery. It's crazy. If someone cuts open their stomach, wouldn't they die?"
"You think that because you are the granddaughter of an old Chinese doctor, you are really a god who can bring the dead back to life? It's really ridiculous."
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Song Wanqing ignored these gossips, found a stove and a medicine jar, and began to cook medicine. Although she was a doctor, she had never made a fire or cooked medicine by herself in her previous life, so just making a fire was a waste of a long time.
The people in the kitchen saw that she couldn't even make a fire, so they soon felt bored and dispersed in twos and threes.
"Are you Shen Yue's daughter?" An old nanny stayed behind, "I'll teach you, just call me Aunt Zhang."
The old man looked older than Grandma Xin, but he was quick with his hands and feet and lit the fire in just a few strokes. "Do you understand?"
Song Wanqing nodded, "Thank you, mama."
"There's no need to thank me. Your mother saved me once. I can only help you this time. You should be careful." Nanny Zhang left secretly.
When everyone was gone, Song Wanqing gave a bitter smile, fanning the fire, and said to himself, "Mother, mother, you didn't have time to take care of me when you were alive, but now... I have received favors everywhere because of you."
She wiped her face with dirty hands, making her whole body even more embarrassed.
In the main hall, dinner had already begun. The Queen Mother had a bad appetite and put down her chopsticks after taking a few bites.
"Grandma Huang, please eat more." Song Zhiqiu advised from the side, "Eat more, the disease will heal faster."
But as soon as she finished speaking, the Queen Mother's expression suddenly changed. She covered her stomach with one hand, looking like she was in great pain.
"No, the Queen Mother is sick again." Nanny Xin quickly took out the medicine bottle left by Mrs. Chen before, but found that it was empty. "What should I do? There is no medicine!"
"Where is Song Wanqing?" the Queen Mother said tremblingly, "call her here quickly, doesn't she know how to acupuncture? The Ai family is going to be in so much pain."
Aunt Xin subconsciously looked at Song Zhiqiu.
Song Zhiqiu's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and said, "Grandma Huang, please wait a moment, I'm going to find Song Wanqing right now."
She hurriedly ran out of the hall and went straight to the kitchen.
