The young man suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
A pale yellow figure came slowly.
"Doctor Tang!"
"It's Dr. Tang! Doctor Tang, look quickly. Is she suffering from the plague?"
"Doctor Tang, if she is really a plague, what should we do?"
"Yes, the plague is contagious, and we don't even dare to go home!"
When the people saw Tang Lingxue, they seemed to have seen the backbone and spoke hurriedly.
Tang Lingxue calmed everyone gently: "Don't worry, everyone, this old lady is not suffering from the plague."
After hearing Tang Lingxue's words, the people finally felt relieved.
The young man looked up at Tang Lingxue. Seeing her young face, he didn't have much hope, "Girl, as long as you can save my mother, I'll give you any amount of medical money!"
Tang Lingxue stepped forward, knelt down, and said warmly: "Don't worry, young master, I will do my best."
After saying this, she ignored the dirt coming out of the old woman's mouth, took out a clean silk handkerchief, and wiped away the foam from the corners of her mouth and neck.
After that, he pinched her wrist and started to feel the pulse.
After a while, she took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a white pill. "Your mother has epilepsy, which is relatively rare."
"I happened to have read about this disease in medical books before, and in my spare time I made two pills that can cure this disease."
The young man's eyes showed joy when he heard her speak directly about his mother's illness.
With hope in his eyes, he asked cautiously: "Girl, can you...save my mother?"
Tang Lingxue fed the pill into the old woman's mouth, with a gentle smile on her face, "If you can't, I won't dare to give your mother the medicine casually."
After she finished speaking, the smile on her face slowly disappeared and she sighed, "But the medicinal materials are not enough. I only made two pills, which can only keep your mother safe for two months."
Two months!
When the young man heard this, his eyes instantly burst into intense joy.
The previous doctors said that her mother only had one month to live!
Excluding the time spent on the road, there is only half a month left.
But the young girl in front of him said that he could save his mother's life for two months!
But she is so young...
Thinking of this, the joy in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he did not dare to have high hopes.
After just two or three sentences, the old woman slowly closed her eyes.
His limbs stopped twitching, his mouth no longer crooked, and he stopped frothing.
Seeing this, the young man no longer had any doubts, and hugged the old woman tightly happily: "Girl, I wonder if I can invite you to the inn to talk more about it?"
"Whatever medicinal materials you want, I will definitely find them below!"
Tang Lingxue said warmly: "The medicinal materials are not very precious, but they are difficult to find."
"There is no need to go to the inn. I will write you the recipe. After you find all the medicinal materials, look for me in the east streets and alleys."
"Thank you, girl. Thank you, girl. I'll have someone deliver the medical fees later." The young man said, reaching into his sleeves.
His fingertips touched nothing, and an almost imperceptible trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
He sincerely thanked Tang Lingxue: "Young lady's kindness to me will never be forgotten by me."
"If you need me, girl, you can always go to the Zhengjie Inn in the city to find me."
Tang Lingxue pursed her lips as she listened to the young man's heartfelt thanks.
She glanced at the man with a complicated expression and said softly.
He took the pen and paper handed over by the people and quickly wrote down the needed medicinal materials.
"Master, please take your mother back to the inn and have a good rest."
After folding the paper and handing it to the young man, Tang Lingxue stood up and left.
The young man was about to catch up with his mother and ask her name.
But I saw the mother in my arms opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and her complexion seemed to be better than before the onset of the disease.
He quickly helped his mother sit up: "Mom, how do you feel?"
The old woman shook hands in surprise: "Did I just get sick?"
The young man nodded: "Mom, I have met a doctor who can cure your disease!"
The old woman frowned, looked at him distressedly, and sighed, "Zhen'er, there's no need to force it."
In recent years, her son has been traveling around looking for famous doctors to treat her illness.
But she knew that her illness was caused by her mother's womb.
It cannot be cured.
She was very satisfied to be alive until now.
The only regret is that I didn't see Zhen'er get married and have children.
Yuan Zhen shook the paper in his hand: "Mom, that girl has superb medical skills and can really save you."
The old woman looked at Yuan Zhen with reluctance in her eyes, "Go back."
Yuan Zhen looked in the direction Tang Lingxue left, but there was no one there.
...
"Tang'er, is Tang Lingxue using Gu?" Mo Ronyan asked in a low voice as he watched Yuan Zhen and her son walk away.
Su Ruotang gently tapped the wings of the Gu butterfly in her sleeve with her fingertips and hummed softly.
She thought for a moment: "Ayan, let's follow them."
Epilepsy was called epilepsy in ancient times, and few doctors could cure it.
What Tang Lingxue gave the old woman to eat was Gu worms.
The mother and son were obviously either rich or noble.
They cannot be allowed to be controlled by Tang Lingxue, or the people behind Tang Lingxue.
Yuan Zhen helped her mother back to the inn.
The maid immediately bathed and changed her mother's clothes.
Yuan Zhen pondered for a moment, went back to his room, picked up an item, and strode downstairs.
As soon as I walked out of the inn, I was called, "Master Yuan."
Yuan Zhen looked towards the direction from which the sound came.
Two figures stood against the backlight.
I can't see my face clearly, but my whole body has a noble temperament.
"Who are you two?" he asked tentatively.
Mo Ronyan spoke slowly: "Master of Fengxi Pavilion."
When Yuan Zhentong heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Mo Ronyan warily, "Who are you?"
Mo Rongyan took Su Ruotang and took a step forward.
Through the silvery moonlight, Yuan Zhen saw their faces clearly.
He asked in surprise: "The third prince, the third prince's concubine?"
Su Ruotang smiled: "Master Yuan, don't be nervous. Your Highness and I came here to see the old lady."
"Look at my mother?" Yuan Zhen was stunned.
"I just saw an old lady suffering from epilepsy on the street. A doctor named Tang temporarily stopped her illness."
Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed with joy: "Thanks to Dr. Tang this time."
Su Ruotang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mr. Yuan, could it be convenient for me to take the old lady's pulse?"
Yuan Zhen's eyes lit up: "Can the third prince's concubine also cure apnea?"
Su Ruotang: "I understand, but we have to look at the patient's condition to confirm."
Yuan Zhen hesitated: "My mother just fell asleep..."
Mo Rongyan raised his eyes and cast a faint gaze on him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Didn't Fengxi Pavilion find out the doctor's information?"
