When the steward of the Wu family heard that the township head of Kangle Township had relented, the anxiety that had been hanging in the air, thinking that he would fail to complete the task and was about to go back to accept punishment, instantly subsided.

He grinned and said, "Thank you, Lord Township Head."

Lu Qiqi, carrying her medicine box and having nothing else to prepare, said to Nineteen, "I'm going to the Wu residence today. Could you please tell Doctor Luo that I'd like him to teach a lesson today?"

Nineteen had thought he would take him out of the camp with him, but unexpectedly he was asked to deliver a message. However, thinking that nothing could happen at General Wu's residence, he agreed.

The carriage from the Wu residence picked up Li Changlong and headed towards the Wu residence.

Sitting in the carriage, Li Changlong asked, somewhat puzzled, "Qiqi, where are we going?"

"General Wu's residence." Lu Qiqi explained to Li Changlong that Madam Wu had invited her to the residence.

Li Changlong was even more confused after hearing this, "Why did you bring me along when you invited me to your residence to treat your illness?"

Lu Qiqi found it difficult to explain that she had delivered the baby and treated the illness of General Wu's concubine, Aunt Xiang.

Logically speaking, since she was close to Aunt Xiang, Madam Wu should have categorized her as part of Aunt Xiang's camp, making her the opposite of Madam Wu.

No one would expose their illness to a doctor who is on good terms with a concubine.

Isn't this giving concubines an opportunity?

Although Lu Qiqi was not interested in the affairs of the inner quarters, the fact that Aunt Xiang had not yet revealed who had murdered her on the day she gave birth to the musk made her more vigilant about the inner quarters of the Wu family.

Since ancient times, the struggles within the inner quarters of the household have been no less ruthless than those in the imperial court.

The carriage swayed and lurched as it passed through the bustling city and arrived at the Wu residence.

Lu Qiqi got off the carriage with Li Changlong's help. She had come to the mansion by invitation, so there was no need to announce her arrival.

So, Lu Qiqi walked to the East Courtyard under the steward's guidance.

Since Li Changlong was an outsider, the steward led him to the side hall of the west courtyard for tea.

The East Courtyard was where the mistress of the house lived. It was at least twice the size of Concubine Xiang's courtyard. The corridor was long, and there were more than a dozen servants tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Lu Qiqi was speechless. Compared to the shabby courtyard of Aunt Xiang that she visited two days ago, the East Courtyard could only be described as luxurious.

The steward led her to the east courtyard and then had a servant take her to Madam Wu's main room.

Even before Lu Qiqi entered the room, a servant had already run back to report.

Upon hearing that the Prince of Kangle Township had entered the mansion, Madam Wu immediately ordered that fine tea be prepared and fruits be arranged on the table.

As Lu Qiqi stepped into the room, she saw Madam Wu sitting on a round stool with a radiant face.

Has anyone ever seen a patient with a rosy complexion?

Unless it's high blood pressure or altitude sickness, such cases are uncommon.

“Madam Wu,” Lu Qiqi nodded.

"Princess Kangle is here," Madam Wu said, seeing Lu Qiqi. With the help of her nanny, she stood up and walked over to her, taking her hand in hers.

“After returning home from the banquet yesterday, I found myself feeling unwell. I am grateful for the kind visit from the village head.”

Lu Qiqi was quite uncomfortable with Madam Wu's sudden, almost manic enthusiasm and quietly withdrew her hand.

When Madam Wu discovered that her palm was empty, her expression froze for a moment, but then she put on a look of reunion with old friends.

"You've been standing for so long, sit down and rest for a bit."

After the two took their seats as host and guest, a maid from the Wu household brought a cup of tea to the table.

Madam Wu wanted to exchange a few more pleasantries, but Lu Qiqi interrupted her directly, "Madam Wu, you probably didn't invite me here to reminisce, since we don't have any old friendships to speak of. Why don't we just get straight to the diagnosis?"

Lu Qiqi's direct approach almost overwhelmed Madam Wu. From the moment Lu Qiqi entered the room, Madam Wu's expression could only be described as colorful.

"In that case, let's begin."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi opened the medicine box, took out a medicine pillow for Madam Wu to use as a hand pad, and then placed three fingers on her wrist.

After examining the patient using the three diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, and palpation, Lu Qiqi asked, "Madam, where do you feel unwell?"

Madam Wu, who had been cooperating actively before, suddenly changed her tune and began to stammer. She glanced at the nanny behind her.

The old woman immediately understood and sent all the maids out of the room.

When the old woman returned and gave Madam Wu an affirming look, she slowly said, "Presumably the village head has already seen the problem by taking her pulse?"

"Liver overactivity and kidney deficiency," Lu Qiqi said calmly.

"Not only that, I also have Aunt Xiang's problem of being unable to wet my pants after giving birth. Whenever I cough... I can't help it."

So that's how it is. The symptoms of diabetes insipidus cannot be accurately diagnosed by pulse diagnosis alone.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wu didn't beat around the bush and waste each other's time.

When seeking medical advice and treatment, the worst thing that can happen is for patients to conceal or deceive the doctor, which can lead to an inaccurate diagnosis of the illness.

Looking at her slightly nervous expression, Lu Qiqi asked, "How long has Madam had these symptoms?"

Madam Wu recalled, "I had this condition after giving birth to my second son, but it wasn't serious then. It got worse after I gave birth to my fourth daughter."

Sometimes she would wet her clothes completely with urine.

Now, counting the days, it's been about three years.

After listening to her words, Lu Qiqi felt some sympathy for the women of this era. They were both contributors to human reproduction and victims of it. "More than three years is not a short time. It will be difficult to restore things to their original state."

Madam Wu was a little anxious. Concubine Xiang was in this state right after giving birth, but she's fine now, isn't she?

Why doesn't it work for her?

Or is it that the head of Kang Le Township refused to give her the medicine?

Thinking of this, Madam Wu's voice became somewhat urgent, "Princess, money is not a problem. As long as the condition can be cured, I will find a way to obtain precious medicinal herbs."

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