Hearing the voice, the woman was startled. She raised her head and looked at Fan Meiniang blankly for a long time. Her eyes were a little red, and finally she nodded.

Fan Meiniang then breathed a sigh of relief, took her into the carriage, and let her sit with her.

Chunhua was even more confused. "Auntie, there are so many young women on the market, and you didn't want any of them. Why did you choose her?"

Fan Meiniang glanced at the woman and slowly said, "It must be fate."

She didn't know what she was thinking at the time, but she fell in love with the woman at first sight. She seemed to have a sense of familiarity with her and wanted to take her away from that place.

She waved her hands irritably: "Forget it, I won't say anymore."

On the way back to Lu Mansion, they saw a clinic. Fan Meiniang asked the coachman to stop the carriage and took the woman to the clinic.

"Doctor, I see she has a lot of rashes on her body. Can you take a look?"

The doctor was also a kind-hearted person. He did not mind the woman's foul smell and even asked someone to boil water so that she could take a bath.

I also found him a set of clean coarse clothes to change into.

When Fan Meiniang saw the woman's face clearly, she was stunned for a long time. This face felt familiar. She seemed to have seen it before, but she couldn't remember where it was.

The doctor examined the woman and took her pulse. He said, "There is nothing wrong. Madam, you are in good health. It is just that you have been neglecting your hygiene for many years and have developed sores."

He prescribed ointment and some Chinese medicine for internal use.

Fan Meiniang gave the money, said thank you and left. But just as they left, the doctor stood up with a nervous look on his face and gave instructions to the servant beside him.

"Quick, prepare the carriage and go see the master. I have something important to report."