Mo Zhiyuan struggled to lift her head, and upon seeing the scene not far away, she covered her mouth in surprise, "Oh dear, why is this old man lying on the ground? Second Uncle, should we help him?"

Mo Zhiyuan kept in mind her grandmother's words: when you're out and about, you must listen to your second uncle.

Yun Ziyu put the two children down, squatted down, and half-embraced Mo Zhiyuan and Mo Junye.

"He fainted. Did you see that lady next to him?" Yun Ziyu asked softly, her eyes fixed on a beautiful figure not far away.

Mo Zhiyuan continued, "Hmm, Second Uncle, is that lady treating the old man? The needle in her hand is so long, is she trying to wake him up?"

Yun Ziyu patted Mo Zhiyuan's head. "Judging from her appearance, she seems to be an expert. She should be able to handle it, right?"

After answering Mo Zhiyuan's question, Yun Ziyu stood up, turned to look in a certain direction behind her, and whispered, "Go and notify someone to come and evacuate the crowd. It's easy for something to happen if everyone is crowded together like this."

A low echo came from behind, and then a figure disappeared.

Mo Zhiyuan looked up and asked, "Second Uncle, who are you talking to?"

As Mo Zhiyuan asked the question, she looked behind her and saw only unfamiliar faces.

Yun Ziyu squatted down again and whispered in Mo Zhiyuan's ear, "Second Uncle sent someone to find the government officials to evacuate the people. Otherwise, with so many people crowding together, a stampede could easily happen, and with everyone crammed in one place, the air is thin, which is not good for Grandpa's condition."

Mo Zhiyuan nodded. "Oh, I understand."

Yun Ziyu looked at Mo Junye, who had remained silent, wondering what he was thinking.

Yuan Qingling had no intention of going out to enjoy the lantern festival that night; she only wanted to stay indoors and continue studying the thick medical book.

Since Yun Qingluo left, she had been secretly searching for the reason why he left the Sumeru Continent.

Persistence pays off, and by chance, she accidentally learned the truth.

After learning the reason, Yuan Qingling buried herself in medical books every day, eagerly learning about the amazing effects of various medicinal herbs.

Not only that, she even went to the General's Mansion in person to earnestly request the experts from the Divine Doctor Valley to provide guidance.

As luck would have it, the people of Divine Doctor Valley seemed to have heard of her before. Perhaps out of consideration for Yun Qingluo, they specially sent disciples from the valley to carefully teach Yuan Qingling.

After a period of diligent study and humbly seeking guidance, Yuan Qingling knew that her medical skills were still less than one-tenth of Yun Qingluo's, but she was already quite adept at dealing with common illnesses.

This evening, several of my personal maids expressed their desire to go out and see the lively lantern festival.

These maids had all grown up alongside Yuan Qingling since childhood, and they had been punished many times in order to protect her.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingling always granted the maids' every request.

And so, after much coaxing and pleading from the maids, Yuan Qingling was finally dragged out of the door and brought to the bustling, brightly lit lantern festival.

They had gone out for a stroll and were planning to return to their residence when they saw an old man collapse in front of her. She couldn't just stand by and watch him die.

In such a crowded street, even if you go to get a doctor, the old man might die by the time the doctor arrives.

So she had no choice but to stand up, even if it meant facing criticism from the public for a woman practicing medicine.

When Yuan Qingling ran to the old man's side, the people around her were indeed talking, but she ignored the noise.

She methodically arranged a series of things, first having her servants separate the people around her, leaving enough space to maintain fresh air circulation.

Then, she squatted down, knelt beside the old man, and carefully examined him.

Then, calmly, he took out the silver needles he carried with him, located the acupoints, and inserted them.

Not long after, the patient slowly opened his eyes, and everyone was amazed, praising Yuan Qingling for having such superb medical skills at such a young age.

"This girl looks young, but I didn't expect her to have such abilities. I wonder if she's married. If I could marry her, she would truly be a great helpmate."

"That's right. At first, I doubted whether they could do it or not, but I was proven wrong immediately. Even if the doctor from Jishetang came, I doubt he could wake up this old man so quickly."

"Look at this old man, his complexion is getting rosier and rosier. You can't tell at all that he just fainted. His medical skills are truly amazing. I wonder where he learned them from."

"I think they are from the Valley of Divine Healers. Only people from the Valley of Divine Healers can use their miraculous healing skills so skillfully."

"Divine Doctor Valley? That can't be right. The chief disciple of Divine Doctor Valley left the capital a long time ago. However, this person might be one of the other disciples of Divine Doctor Valley."

"What you said makes sense."

Yuan Qingling ignored the surrounding noises. After administering the acupuncture, she re-examined the old man and, finding his vital signs normal, felt relieved.

"Miss, how are you? Every time you give acupuncture to a patient, you feel unwell. You can't do this again." The maid Xuezhi anxiously stepped forward to help Yuan Qingling up.

Yuan Qingling smiled and leaned against Xuezhi, saying weakly, "I want to learn medicine as quickly as possible, and this is the only way. However, I have too little internal energy right now, so I feel weak after each acupuncture treatment. I'll be fine after a few days of rest, so don't worry."

The old man was helped to his feet by Yuan Qingling's servants. He turned to look at Yuan Qingling and was about to kneel down to express his gratitude, but Yuan Qingling gestured for him to remain seated without kneeling.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, young lady. Please accept this old man's bow." The old man was full of gratitude and wanted to kneel down again to express his thanks.

The servant supporting the old man looked at Yuan Qingling with a troubled expression, and Yuan Qingling nodded helplessly.

The servants then released the old man, who knelt down and kowtowed to Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling calmed herself down and stepped forward to help the old man up. “Please get up, sir. Now that I have mastered medical skills, it is my duty to heal the sick and save lives. I really cannot accept your bow.”

The old man sighed, “You deserve this, young lady. I’m an old man, and I don’t know when I’ll go to the underworld. You are so kind. Everyone was avoiding me just now, afraid of getting into trouble, but you saved my life without hesitation. You deserve this bow.”

Yuan Qingling slightly opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, a violent cough surged like a tidal wave, instantly drowning out what she was about to say.

Her delicate body trembled violently, like a flower swaying in the wind, as if it might be blown away at any moment.

Just then, Xuezhi, who had been silently waiting by the side, hurriedly stepped forward.