"Shen Zhiyi, are you crazy? Do you know how risky it is for you to do this?" Jiang Yubai scolded her loudly, feeling even more uncomfortable.
Shen Zhiyi lowered his head, his heart full of determination. She raised her head, with tears in her eyes, but her voice was extremely firm: "Master, I know it's risky for me to do this, but I have to do it."
Jiang Yubai's eyes were full of confusion and anger: "Zhiyi, you are my apprentice. I taught you to be calm and wise. How can you be so impulsive?"
Jiang Yubai looked at her and sighed inwardly.
"This is jade fat ointment. It will not leave scars after application."
"Thank you, Master."
"This is jade cream. It will not leave scars after application." Jiang Yubai said softly, his eyes full of worry.
Shen Zhiyi nodded slightly and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Master." Jiang Yubai patted her shoulder gently, "Take care of yourself, your maid's eyes were swollen from crying when she saw you injured like this. "
Shen Zhiyi's heart trembled suddenly, and she quickly looked at Jiang Yubai, "Master, how is Poria cocos doing now?"
Jiang Yubai sighed, "After crying, I was taken to the room by Qingqing and fell asleep. After all, she is only a fifteen-year-old girl, but she is loyal to you."
A warm current surged in Shen Zhiyi's heart. She knew that Fuling's worry and protection were all out of loyalty and love for her.
"Go to sleep quickly. The people at the Imperial Medical Office don't know about your awakening yet. Since it looks so similar, just pretend again."
"Yes, thank you Master."
Inside Shen's Mansion
Seeing his mother's face pale in pain and kneeling on the ground, Shen Xuan couldn't help feeling sad. He struggled to help his mother up, but was glared at by his father. The old lady even scolded: "What do you want to do? Don't forget your identity! You are a useless person, why don't you kneel down!"
Shen Xuan's face turned pale. He knew that his disability had always been a shame to the family and a knot that the old lady could not let go of. He gritted his teeth, knelt beside Luo Mei, and gently held her hand, "Mom, how are you? I'll help you up."
Luo Mei raised his head and glanced at his son, his eyes full of love and helplessness. She shook her head gently, "Xuan'er, mother is fine, you don't have to worry about me."
"Mom, I'll call a doctor for you right now."
"There's no need to go. No one in Taiyuan Hospital dares to offend Governor Jiang, and I don't know what that young boy can do. He is so bold." Shen Hong.
Shen Xuan resolutely walked out of the door of Shen Mansion. He walked on the bluestone road and shuttled between the bustling markets. He walked into the crowded medical clinic, but found that the doctors were all timid, obviously afraid of Jiang Yubai's power.
Shen Xuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he did not give up. He continued to search in the streets and alleys, and finally found a blind old man in a narrow alley. People nearby said that he was half a doctor.
Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
The old Taoist smiled slightly and said: "Although I am blind, I can feel your sincerity. I can diagnose and treat you, but whether it can be cured depends on God's will."
As soon as Shen Xuan invited the doctor back, he was arrested by Mrs. Shen and asked him to treat her first. Shen Xuan was angry but had no choice but to say that his grandmother was definitely fine.
Luo Mei was kneeling beside her, vomiting blood, and Shen Xuan quickly supported her. The blood-stained skirts fluttered in the wind, which was shocking. Shen Xuan's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and he was in pain. He held his mother's hand tightly, his eyes full of worry and helplessness.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Shen Xuan's voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes.
"It's okay, Xuan'er, don't worry." Luo Mei forced out a smile, but her face became paler.
Mrs. Shen was lying on the bed, moaning and screaming in pain, her voice was shrill and sharp. Her face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat fell from her forehead.
"As long as you can cure this old woman like me, you will be a distinguished guest of our Shen Mansion, and your money will be indispensable."
"Mrs. Shen was joking. If the disease cannot be cured, I will not charge you money."
The old Taoist smiled faintly, with a hint of arrogance in his tone. By chance, Pindao was taught by an old Chinese doctor and understood the rules, "Old madam, it is Pindao's duty to treat illnesses and save people. I will not violate medical ethics for the sake of money. However, If you really want to cure your illness, Pindao can try his best. Please allow me to take your pulse and diagnose it."
Shen Xuan watched from the side and couldn't help but admire the blind Taoist in his heart. In this world where power and money are paramount, it is rare to see people who adhere to medical principles so firmly.
The old man stretched out his thin hand and gently placed it on Mrs. Shen's wrist. He sighed and said, "I can't do anything about it."
Shen Yan looked troubled, and Shen Hong stood aside, thinking that the old man was playing tricks on them, "What's the point? Can't the broken bones just be reattached? Can't the internal injuries be healed with a few doses of medicine?"
Shen Yan looked troubled and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He glared at Shen Hong, feeling that he was too reckless, "Just treat him, the Shen family is not short of money."
"Master Shen, this is wrong." The old Taoist said lightly, "Treatment is not simply bone healing, nor is it blind medicine and stone treatment. There are thousands of kinds of diseases, and people have thousands of states. For those who are terminally ill, no matter how good the medical skills are, it will be difficult for them to do so. Rejuvenation. What's more, the old man has already said that there is really nothing I can do about the old lady's illness."
Shen Yan's face darkened, and although he was unhappy, he knew that what the old man said was true. He knew that his mother's condition was complicated and beyond the ability of ordinary medical skills to cure.
"Master Shen, although the poor Taoist can't cure the old lady's illness, he may be able to give some advice to make your mother feel a little more comfortable." The old Taoist said slowly, "As for the other things, Master Shen needs to find another way."
"One more thing..."
"Speaking."
The Taoist Master sighed and said, "Mrs. Shen is afraid that time is running out, so we should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."
After suffering such serious internal injuries, he was able to survive until now because the other party did not kill him, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"Finish it, my mother is still here!" Shen Xuan said impatiently, why should the doctor who he had worked so hard to find treat an old woman first? What kind of justice is there?
"Bastard! Do you have any say in this?" Shen Hong roared and slapped him. Shen Xuan's cheek was so painful from being beaten that he stared at Shen Hong with anger in his eyes.
He has been bullied by this scoundrel since he was a child and has never been able to fight back. But this time, he felt unprecedented humiliation and anger.
"Why do you hit me?"
Shen Xuan roared angrily. He wanted to rush forward and fight Shen Hong, but was held tightly by Luo Mei. "Xuan'er, don't be impulsive."
Luo Mei said softly: "I am not teaching you well, I hope you will forgive me."
The Taoist priest stood up to stop the anger and asked Mrs. Luo for a pulse, "It doesn't matter, just take more care. I also need some high-quality supplements."
"Pindao came here because of fate. He did some fortune-telling and came here to persuade me."
"Everything has a cause and effect. The past life cannot be changed. You need to turn around and make peace in this life. Don't make the same mistakes again and take the wrong path."
The Taoist priest's voice echoed in Shen's mansion, and his words seemed to have a magical power, making everyone fall into deep thought. Shen Yan and Shen Hong looked at each other, a little puzzled, but at the same time they also felt that the Taoist priest's words made sense.
Shen Xuan was stunned. He felt that the long words seemed to imply something, but he couldn't explain clearly.
The door of Shen's mansion slowly closed, and the Taoist priest's figure disappeared into the night. The candlelight in the room flickered, and the figures of everyone seemed a little blurry.
