The madam smelled of cheap cosmetics emanating from her.

Ning Qing, who already had chronic bronchitis, could no longer suppress the itching sensation in her throat.

He turned his face away, covered his mouth, and coughed, "Cough cough cough cough cough... cough."

Seeing Ning Qing coughing so badly, the madam's smile completely froze.

No way, how can I entertain guests with this cough? They'd be disgusted!

The madam frowned. "Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? How can you entertain customers with such a cough?"

Hearing the older brother coughing incessantly, Shu Yun quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Ning Qing.

"Brother, have some water first, to moisten your throat."

Ning Qing took the water that Xiao Shuyun handed her, took a sip, and felt much better. Only then did she look up at the madam.

"Just answer it the way you normally would."

The madam's face, covered in white powder, looked utterly ugly.

"With your cough looking like this, who would want you to keep them company?"

"You should know that those who come here to find male prostitutes are usually rich and powerful young masters."

"People will only think you're unlucky if you act like that."

"I'll get a doctor here tomorrow, and you'd better get better quickly so you can go out and entertain customers, do you hear me?"

With that, she turned around and walked away, swaying her big buttocks.

The young girl, Shu Yun, dared not confront the madam directly, so she could only glare fiercely at her departing figure.

He glared at her with such force that it felt like he was trying to punch a hole through her back.

Ning Qing looked at the little girl with amusement, her puffed-up cheeks resembling a little pufferfish.

"Okay, go boil another pot of water for me, I want to drink some more."

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately replied, "Okay."

He grabbed the empty kettle from the table and ran outside.

Noon on the second day.

The madam actually brought in a man with a pointed face and a monkey-like appearance, carrying a medicine box.

Ning Qing looked up and glanced at him. This person really didn't seem like a doctor at all.

Not only does it have a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, but its eyes also wander around aimlessly.

When he saw Ning Qing sitting on the bed, a disgusting lustful look still lingered in his eyes.

That makes sense, though. Generally speaking, respectable doctors wouldn't treat prostitutes in brothels, for fear of being ridiculed.

Where could a madam possibly find a proper doctor?

Ning Qing waved her hand, signaling the madam to take the man away.

The madam refused, but when Ning Qing took out a certain amount of silver and handed it to her...

A glint of greed flashed in her eyes. After taking the silver ingot, she wiped it with her sleeve, then put it in her mouth and took a big bite.

After seeing that it was real silver, he looked at Ning Qing.

"Where did you get this silver from? You didn't steal it, did you?"

Ning Qing covered her mouth, coughed twice, and then spoke.

"Mother, don't worry about where the money came from, as long as it's real, isn't that enough?"

“If you give me 10 to 15 days, this ingot of silver will be yours.”

The madam weighed the silver ingot in her hand, mentally estimating its weight.

Finally, she grinned and said, "Okay, Mom will give you ten days' grace. I won't let you entertain guests for now."

After saying that, he led the man carrying the medicine box out.

As they reached the door, the man turned back to glance at Ning Qing.

It's just that the look in his eyes wasn't very comfortable.

Disgusting!

When the little maid Shu Yun heard the commotion and ran over, she was relieved to see that the madam's fat figure was not in the room.

God knows how terrified she is of the madam; right now, she wants her brother to go out and entertain customers.