Seeing the worried look in the eyes of the person in front of him, He Yunze couldn't bear to see her go to brew medicine so late, so he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's so late, so don't go out. Just have the servants prepare the medicine."

Song Ruoan shook her head and broke free from He Yunce's embrace: "No, husband, I'm worried. I must do everything for you myself."

Hearing these touching words of love, He Yunze's heart skipped a beat, and he gripped Song Ruoan's hand tightly:

"Then I'll go with you, I'll go with you to brew the medicine."

Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan broke out in a cold sweat. Without thinking, she refused, "No, let me go alone. The kitchen is full of grease and smoke; how could I bear to let you go?"

Hearing this, He Yunze finally gave up. He looked at Song Ruoan with deep affection and said, "With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"

Song Ruoan managed a weak smile at him.

He Yunze relented, and Song Ruoan hastily dressed herself, put on a cloak, and led Alian toward the small kitchen.

The doctor's room was right next to the small kitchen, and Song Ruoan quickly knocked on the door.

When the renowned physician opened the door, she lowered her voice and asked, "Miracle Physician, is there something wrong with the medicine you prescribed?"

Upon hearing this, the renowned physician Qihuang panicked. He took a step back defensively, then suddenly declared defiantly, "Without exception, every medicine I prescribe can be without fault!"

What do you mean by that?

Hearing the powerful words of the renowned physician Qihuang, Song Ruoan's momentum immediately softened. She looked around and then hurriedly squeezed into his room.

"Keep your voice down! Keep your voice down! You absolutely can't let anyone hear you!"

The renowned physician was suddenly pushed into the room by her. He was confused about the situation and could only silently look at Song Ruoan.

Feeling the doctor's displeased gaze, Song Ruoan explained softly, "I'm not questioning you. I know your medical skills are superb."

"But my husband suddenly had a nosebleed tonight and wasn't feeling well. I panicked and rushed here to find you in the middle of the night."

"He's already an official, and he's about to be promoted. We absolutely can't afford to have any mishaps at this crucial juncture!"

Upon hearing this, the renowned physician Qihuang felt a slight sinking feeling in his heart.

If you count the days, there are still a few days left, so how could he have fallen ill so quickly?

But the renowned physician Qihuang remained calm and composed, saying, "I understand. His sudden illness is indeed strange, but it has nothing to do with my medicine."

As he spoke, he looked Song Ruoan up and down, her fair complexion shimmering. His eyes darkened for a moment, and he hesitated, drawing out his words: "Were you... just now having sex?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan's face flushed instantly. She admired the doctor's abilities and secretly regretted that she had doubted him just now.

So she nodded: "Yes... after taking your medicine, his health has indeed improved a lot."

Upon hearing this, the renowned physician Qihuang's mood brightened: "The mistake lies here!"

"His body was already riddled with problems! I tried to nourish him with medicine, but you're just making him deplete his energy, causing more leakage with each treatment! That's the problem!"

Hearing this, Song Ruoan felt regretful and extremely nervous: "What should we do? My husband didn't take his medicine today, so he must be even more tired."

The renowned physician reassured her gently, "I will prescribe another dose of medicine for him to continue taking. He must drink it for a full month, during which time he must abstain from sexual intercourse and must not stop taking the medicine. He will definitely be cured."

"However... there will be an extra charge."

Song Ruoan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, since the medicine is fine, the money is no problem. I will definitely urge him to drink it every day this time, and I absolutely cannot relax again!"

The two agreed and walked together toward the small kitchen.

A-Lian walked behind Song Ruoan, staring intently at the back of the legendary physician Qihuang, her eyes filled with deep emotion.

Since Song Ruoan began receiving treatment, the small kitchen in Guanyunxuan has been specially renovated, with one partition specifically for dispensing medicine.

The renowned physician prescribed a month's supply of tonics for He Yuance. While packing the herbs, he secretly added some of his own medicinal powder to the herbs when Song Ruoan wasn't looking.

His hand trembled, and the dosage became five times that of before.

After the medicine was prepared, Song Ruoan hurriedly carried the scalding hot medicine back to her room.

The renowned physician Qihuang watched her retreating figure, his eyes darkening for a moment.

He hurriedly returned to his small house, locked the wooden door, and packed all the valuables inside back into his bundle.

Then he took out the silver notes he had recently earned from the hidden box and sewed them onto the inside of his clothes.

After doing all this, he sighed and sat back down on the bed.

"We can't hold out for more than a few days. Let's see if we can make as much money as possible in these few days."

Song Ruoan was naturally unaware of the divine physician's inner thoughts. At this moment, she was bringing the medicine to He Yunce's side, watching him nervously.

"Husband, try this Chinese medicine I just prepared for you."

Feeling her tense gaze, He Yunze picked up the porcelain bowl and drank it all without hesitation.

After a few gurgling sounds, Song Ruoan asked anxiously, "How are you? How do you feel?"

He Yunze silently felt it for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up again: "It's done! My body doesn't feel heavy at all!"

"I feel this medicine is much better than before! I feel so light and agile now, it's amazing!"

Hearing this, Song Ruoan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Husband, you must drink this medicine every day, not even for a single day."

Feeling his body brimming with energy, He Yunze smiled wickedly, pulled Song Ruoan into his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"For the sake of my wife's future happiness, I will definitely drink this medicine every day for a full month."

Feeling He Yunce's large hand groping around her waist, Song Ruoan remembered the warning from the renowned physician Qihuang and hurriedly stopped him: "Husband, there's plenty of time! We must restrain ourselves for this month."

He Yunze listened and felt a little regretful, but when he thought about his future, he still behaved himself and did not do anything else.

The two slept until dawn, and He Yunce had to go to the yamen early to work. Song Ruoan got up to help him wash and dress.

She thought she could take a nap after he left, but unexpectedly, Ah Lian rushed over to report.

"Young Madam, the Old Madam has sent word that she wants you to go to Wanxiang Hall right now."

"You want me to go to Wanxiang Hall?" Song Ruoan, still half-asleep, was quite surprised. "Was there anything else you said?"

Ah Lian shook her head: "The nanny didn't say anything else."

Song Ruoan thought about it again and felt that it was only the housekeeper's business.

Perhaps Madam He called me over to personally commend me for the decisions I made while managing the household yesterday?

I'm afraid even Old Madam He would be full of praise for such a clever plan.