Su Huaiyue also patiently reminded her of some precautions, such as eating more foods that replenish qi and blood, such as red dates and longans, and not working too hard on weekdays, and paying attention to the combination of work and rest.

She didn't leave until she was sure that the uncle had remembered everything.

A few days later, Su Huaiyue came to the market again. As soon as she walked to the place where she met the uncle last time, she was warmly stopped by the uncle.

"Girl, I finally saw you! Thanks to your medicine, I'm much better now. I didn't even have the strength to walk before, but now I can walk much more easily. You're truly a miracle doctor!"

The uncle's voice was loud and clear, and people around him looked at him curiously.

The uncle's story let the people in the market know that Su Huaiyue was a superb medical skill.

The news spread throughout Youzhou City like wildfire.

Ever since the news that Su Huaiyue cured the vegetable seller at the market spread, the threshold of Wei's house has been almost broken down.

Every day before dawn, there were people queuing up at the door of Wei's house, including women holding children, elderly people supporting each other, and young people with anxious expressions.

They came from all directions with the hope of health, just to let Su Huaiyue treat themselves or their families.

In the Wei family's courtyard, Su Huaiyue sat at a makeshift table and treated everyone in an orderly manner.

Various medical books and medicine boxes were placed in front of her, and freshly picked herbs were soaking in a basin beside her.

Every time a patient comes to her, she will patiently ask about the condition, carefully feel the pulse, sometimes frown slightly in thought, and sometimes comfort the patient softly.

The Wei family members also became busy. Wei Che repaired the house, and in his spare time he helped maintain order and guided everyone to receive medical treatment in an orderly manner.

Wei San's wife and Wei Si's wife helped to boil water and decoct medicine, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the entire yard.

The children were not idle either. They moved among the crowd, serving tea to those who came to see a doctor. Their small figures were full of energy.

After being taught a lesson by Old Madam Wei, Second Sister Wei no longer dared to be lazy. She was responsible for organizing the descriptions of the symptoms brought by the patients and helping to record the prescriptions prescribed by Su Huaiyue.

Although busy, her face showed a bit more seriousness and concentration.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a pale face and a coughing stomach walked into the yard, supported by his family.

Su Huaiyue immediately stood up and went over to greet him, placed the man on a chair, and began to examine him carefully.

Her focused eyes and skillful technique made everyone around her admire her.

Wei Che looked at Su Huaiyue's busy figure, and a deep emotion rose in his heart that he himself could not understand.

He helped silently, handed Su Huaiyue the tools she needed, and cooperated with her tacitly.

The middle-aged man was accompanied by a young woman wearing a veil, presumably his daughter.

Su Huaiyue looked at the woman and instructed her, "Take this recipe and boil it up and drink it when you get home. It will take effect after drinking about five packets. Don't overwork yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone beside her raise their voice, "Isn't this Governor Jing? You're also here to see Miss Su? What a coincidence."

Su Huaiyue looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some surprise. She didn't expect that he was the governor of Youzhou, Jing Fangchun.

Jing Fangchun was recognized by the people who came, but he did not hide it. "Yes, I heard that there is a miracle doctor in the Wei residence I just came to. My cough is an old problem. I often wake up in the middle of the night with coughing. I have been unable to find a cure for it for so many years. I came here with the mentality of giving it a try."

As he spoke, Wei Che had already taken the packaged herbs from Wei Ersao's hand and handed them to the woman beside Jing Fangchun. "When you go back, be sure to boil and take the herbs according to the dosage, and make sure to rest."

The woman's eyes under the veil lingered on Wei Che's face for a moment, looking at him carefully.

Jing Zhiwan stared at Wei Che with her eyes under the veil. Seeing his tall and straight figure, agile posture, and calmness and reliability in his every move, her heart instantly began to beat like a deer, and her cheeks flushed quietly.

She gently took the herbs, and her fingers accidentally touched Wei Che's hand. The warmth at that moment made her heart tremble suddenly, as if an electric current passed through her body.

"Thank you, sir." Jing Zhiwan's voice was soft and a little shy. After she finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Wei Che's eyes.

She hugged the medicinal herbs tightly, as if they were the most precious treasures in the world, and her mind was filled with the scene of her just touching Wei Che.

Jing Fangchun looked at his daughter's strange behavior and felt strange in his heart, but at the moment he was fully focused on his own illness and didn't think much about it.

He looked at Su Huaiyue and Wei Che gratefully and said, "I'm really sorry to bother you today. If this medicine can really cure my cough, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Su Huaiyue smiled and waved her hand: "You are too polite, Governor Jing. It is a doctor's duty to cure diseases and save lives. I am very pleased to be able to help you."

Wei Che also bowed and said, "Governor Jing, don't worry about it. Take your medicine on time when you return and take care of yourself. I believe you will recover soon."

Jing Zhiwan listened to Wei Che's voice and felt that it was like the sound of nature, pleasant to the ears.

She secretly raised her eyes and looked at Wei Che again, and happened to meet Wei Che's gaze. She was so scared that she quickly lowered her head again, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.

After leaving Wei's house, Jing Zhiwan was absent-minded all the way, with Wei Che's figure all in her mind.

Returning home, she sat in her boudoir, recalling the way Wei Che handed her the herbs, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? You have been in a daze since you came back from Wei's house." Xiao Tao, the personal maid, couldn't help but ask.

Jing Zhiwan finally came back to her senses, a blush appeared on her face, and she scolded: "Xiao Tao, don't talk nonsense."

But the sweetness in her eyes could not be hidden.

During the few days since opening the clinic, Su Huaiyue always patiently diagnoses and treats everyone, carefully inquires about symptoms, takes pulses carefully, prescribes medicine, and does not charge a penny.

The people were very grateful, and when they learned that the Wei family was repairing the house, they came forward to help.

Some brought their own extra wood, some brought brand new tiles, and others helped carry heavy objects and clear out debris.

After a few days, the house took shape, but Su Huaiyue always felt that something was missing.

But I'm busy seeing patients now and haven't had time to come.

Wei Che was dealing with some rubble at the door when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of him.

He stopped and looked up, only to find a woman he didn't recognize.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body, highlighting his strong arms and upright posture, making him look very heroic.

Jing Zhiwan's face blossomed with a sweet smile. She stepped forward gracefully and said in a gentle voice, "Master Wei, you have worked hard. This is a snack I made especially for you. Come and try it."

As she spoke, she gently opened the pastry box, revealing the exquisite pastries inside.

Wei Che was puzzled, "Who are you?"

"My father, Jing Fangchun, has gotten much better after taking medicine these past few days, so he sent me here to express his gratitude."

Jing Zhiwan was not wearing a veil this time, and Wei Che took a while to identify her.