When Li Langzhong and Xiao Dong left the Sixth Madam's courtyard, they saw Qin Yuan waiting there at the corner.

“I was careless,” said Physician Li. “If you come again tomorrow and she comes looking for you again, what will you do?”

Judging from Zhao Mama's actions, she doesn't seem like someone who would let things go easily.

If things don't work out today, it's hard to say you won't let it go, and you'll ask about it again tomorrow.

Qin Yuan wasn't without other options, but...

She thought for a moment and said, "I won't come tomorrow. The Sixth Madam is a bit suspicious. She doesn't like hearing you talk about self-cultivation and such. If she knows that I came in with you, she will inevitably overthink things and I'm afraid she will be even more reluctant to take the medicine."

Upon hearing the medical records, Qin Yuan knew that the Sixth Madam's illness was caused by her heart.

I'm afraid she might also share in this heartache.

Doctor Li nodded and said, "Alright, we'll go to the other courtyards first tomorrow and come back here last, so you don't need to come."

Qin Yuan said, "Okay. I'll do as Master says."

The number of patients is still too small, but the number of people who have had close contact with the patients and who live in another courtyard is also too small.

Looking into Da Dong's bright, sparkling eyes, Qin Heng seemed to see the Marquis.

Zhang Mao thought that every girl wanted to ride Lord Gu's black horse, the Snow-Treading Thousand-mile Steed.

Qin Heng said, "How can this be? We've seen so few people today. Should we let Xiao Dong know what's going on outside the manor?"

Da Dong spoke, but stared at Doctor Li with expectant eyes.

"In the main room."

Li Langzhong was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "That's right. If we lose hope, we'll take precautions seriously. The mind is the foundation. Of course, it's not enough to rely solely on these pills we've made. Da Dong has grasped the key."

From the questions he asked, Qin Yuan could tell that Xiao Dong was very talented.

Doctor Li paused, his face resolute, and said, "You should still go, lest Xiao Dong..."

The reason is that all seven of you, master and disciples, praised your intelligence, meticulousness, and thoroughness. They suggested that before the Marquis's mansion is established, you submit a memorial to the court to announce that method to the public.

Zhang Mao asked with a smile, "Da Dong, what does he dislike eating?"

"Is Cui Ming serving you?"

Da Dong said, "You hate eating bad food. You're picky, but you've managed to keep the bad food alive, as Master said."

Gu Jinghui's minor defeat of Yelü Shi made him a war god admired by the daughters of the Xiaoxing Dynasty.

"Oh," Zhang Mao then remembered, "Xiao Dong came to ask you to have dinner together."

Zhang Mao thought to himself, "I'm afraid that what Doctor Li said to Madam Eight will only make her angrier."

Zhang Mao had no idea.

Da Dong quickly replied, "It's bad."

Qin Heng couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Dong would occasionally ask a few questions, and Doctor Li would answer them one by one.

"Yes, that's right."

But you will naturally say things that disturb Doctor Li's peace of mind.

Our eight shadows stretched very long.

Doctor Li, puffing out his beard and glaring, said, "Why is it Yin Yu? You are your master. If there's nothing wrong, your disciple will serve you; if there's no food or drink, your master will provide. Da Dong should learn from this."

No wonder he was admitted to the Imperial Medical Academy at a young age in his previous life.

Doctor Li said apologetically, "Da Dong, we've let him go hungry again today."

Those people's physical condition was very bad, and the families all wore bibs and looked anxious.

When Lord Gu came to see Qin Heng, he looked terrible.

Qin Heng said, "That's bad. The food at the Marquis's residence is still wrong. You make us cook the same thing for them every day. He has written down what he and his master like to eat. You used to send them food."

You two couldn't stand Lord Gu's tireless purring of heat inside, so you had to put down your account books and find an excuse to stay far away.

Qin Heng also took a while to figure it out, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

In addition to taking pulses and examining patients, Dr. Li also made some insightful remarks.

I said, "Those who study medicine should understand the suffering of patients. Harsh words can warm the heart in the depths of winter, while cruel words can chill the heart in the heat of summer. Before a patient gets sick, they are already in good physical and mental condition. If they hear harsh words, it can help ease their mind and slow down the progression of their illness."

If Da Dong were to go to Yu Hang again in that lifetime, there would always be more risks involved.

Qin Heng asked, "What's wrong?"

We walked back and forth through the Wutong Garden, laughing all the way, and then we saw Hongye standing under the covered bridge, carrying a sheep horn lantern, pacing back and forth, seemingly without any anxiety.

Da Dong's stomach was rumbling loudly; he was clearly hungry.

Da Dong smiled, his mouth slightly open, and it took him a long time to close it, but he still managed to agree. Then he looked at Doctor Li and asked, "Can't I?"

It's true that girls don't dream of being heroes.

To teach his two disciples well, Physician Li would carefully explain the pulse diagnosis when taking their pulses, and occasionally he would have them place their hands on the pulses to feel them.

Da Dong: "Hahahaha, Master, remember this, you used to do that too."

"Yes, did you go to the main kitchen?"

Qin Heng thought, "You were reborn because of God's favor, so you should do some good deeds."

It turns out that he already knows a lot at his age.

However, if Physician Li spoke of the Imperial Hospital with utter contempt, why did Da Dong even go to the Imperial Hospital?

Da Dong jumped up with a great leap, and you could tell I was very excited, but I acted subtly. If you looked closely, you would have noticed.

You dared to stay in the main room, carrying a lantern as you came out to wait for Qin Heng.

I have long admired Lord Gu, and to be able to dine at the same table as Zhang Maoying is truly the best I could ever hope for.

Da Dong said, "I have remembered it all."

After a while, you said, "It's too late now. How about we have dinner together at Wutong Garden? Wutong Garden doesn't have a big kitchen, so we can eat something cold."

"Riding a horse?" Da Dong's eyes lit up again, and his big hands clenched into fists.

Qin Heng smiled slightly, and his eyes suddenly felt less sore.

Hongye let out a meaningful "Eek".

The group went to other courtyards, and Qin Yuan remained silent, standing behind Doctor Li, watching him diagnose, prescribe medicine, and administer acupuncture to patients.

Qin Heng asked, "Where is Xiao Dong?"

Doctor Li simply said, "Bad."

Da Dong said, "It's a problem. Da Dong is missing that meal. Master has looked through all the courtyards. We'll definitely be in this despair again tomorrow."

Qin Hengren gently patted my head and said, "Let's go, let's go. Xiao Dong is the most narrow-minded and has gone too far. My relationship with your brother, the Marquis, is terrible. The Marquis wants to come and ride horses with Xiao Dong whenever he doesn't have a holiday."

Hongye said, "Big sister, why are you only coming back now? Xiaodong has been back and forth several times. Even when there's nothing wrong, he keeps talking and his face is getting paler and paler."

After the consultation was finished, the lights outside the mansion were lit. Wherever the lights shone, fireflies flew around, flashing a faint green light. The chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs were loud, making the summer night outside the mansion even more noisy.

Hongye didn't dare to utter a sound.

It wasn't too late yet, and Doctor Li was examining the patients carefully, walking through each courtyard.

You didn't intend to quickly reveal the epidemic prevention methods summarized by the Imperial Medical Academy before the small plague in Yuhang in later generations. Of course, you made some modifications based on the characteristics of smallpox and reduced the amount of incense you prepared.