The father-in-law, Mrs. Zhang and the servants all looked at Hua Fushu, and no one dared to stop him. Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, as it turned out that the female doctor was performing acupuncture.

In a short moment, more than ten silver needles had been inserted into the child's body, and Hua Fushu inserted the last silver needle.

The child's breath gradually recovered, and Hua Fushu took out the silver needle and tied the child's belt.

Zhang asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my son?"

Hua Fushu left the bed and stood up to talk to Zhang and the old man, saying, "Young Master, your life is not in danger for now. If you were two quarters of an hour later, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help you."

Zhang's sadness turned into laughter, and two or three servants also laughed along.

The old man was full of gratitude, "Miss, you are so good, I am very grateful."

Hua Fushu smiled and said, "Old man, curing illnesses and saving lives is a doctor's duty. There's no need to thank me."

She paused for a moment, looking at her father-in-law and Zhang. "Old man, Madam, I've checked the young master's pulse and feel it's tuberculosis, but it doesn't seem like it. I also feel it's asthma, but it doesn't seem like it either. I can't confirm what the young master has. I need to observe him for a few more days. He's frail, without any vitality, like a porcelain doll that will break at the slightest touch. Let me stabilize the young master's condition first, and then I'll prescribe the right medicine after I determine what the disease is."

The old man said, "What the young lady said is exactly the same as what Doctor Yi, who treated my grandson earlier, said. I will follow your advice and stabilize the child's condition first, and then make plans."

Hua Fushu said, "Old man, I'll write a prescription for the young master to take. I'll go back and discuss it with Doctor Li. Tomorrow, Doctor Li and I will come over to take a look. What do you think?"

The father-in-law agreed and asked the servant to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Hua Fushu picked up the pen and was about to write, but suddenly stopped. Even Sanqiao disliked her handwriting, so she didn't dare let others see it easily. But as a doctor, how could she not write a prescription? She made up her mind and wrote the prescription on the paper.

The father-in-law, Mrs. Zhang and the servants were all stunned. Although the words on the paper were clearly visible, the strokes were crooked and looked a bit sloppy.

Hua Fushu was extremely embarrassed. He quickly put down the pen in his hand and really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

"Sister-in-law, father, how is Jun'er?"

A sudden voice broke the deadlock, and a young man who was less than 30 years old stepped quickly across the threshold.

This young man was none other than Bao Changzhou, the prefect of Tokyo.

He was wearing a robe, and his handsome face was filled with anxiety. However, when he saw the woman who had caused trouble in the gambling house that day, the anxiety on his face faded a little. He glanced at the woman and couldn't help but become suspicious.

Hua Fushu was also surprised that Bao Changzhou was actually his father-in-law's son. Thinking of what happened that day, he couldn't help but get angry. It was really a narrow road for enemies to meet Bao Changzhou!

The half-dead child on the couch turned out to be his son. It was such an injustice!

Following his sight, Bao Changzhou had already reached his father's side. His father told him that Jun'er was fine, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The servants in the mansion informed him that his nephew was critically ill.

He left his unimportant official duties and rushed home without stopping. His elder brother had an accident when he went to take up his post in Yi County, leaving behind only his nephew as his bloodline. Unfortunately, his luck was bad and he was a sick child who had to rely on medicine every year.

Bao's father said, "This is the doctor I invited for you. She is Doctor Li's niece."

Bao Changzhou frowned suddenly. This woman was not the young lady of the general's mansion. When did she become the niece of Doctor Li, who was known as the 'living Bodhisattva'?

I glanced at the paper prescription and saw the handwriting was sloppy. As the saying goes, a person's writing reveals his character, and that's exactly the case.

Let me ask you, what kind of woman would go into a casino to fight and cause trouble, roar in court, and disregard the law?

Suddenly, she remembered her warning in court that day and became alert. She picked up the prescription and looked at it, saying, "I have never seen a doctor write so badly. Could it be that a fake doctor has prescribed a poisonous prescription?"

Hua Fushu forced a smile and said, "If I had known that this young man was Mr. Bao's son, I wouldn't have come here."

These words were addressed to Bao Changzhou, who then said goodbye and turned to leave.

Bao's father and Zhang looked puzzled.

Bao Changzhou ordered a servant to call Doctor Yi, who had treated his nephew before. The servant went to call Doctor Yi after receiving the order.

Bao's father asked, "Wulang, do you know that female doctor?"

Bao Changzhou said, "Father, you're worrying too much. I don't know that woman."

No one knows a son better than his father. Bao's father couldn't help but think that the woman must have recognized his child and called him "adult" when she spoke.

The servant summoned Doctor Yi, and Bao Changzhou handed him the prescription. Doctor Yi, after reviewing it, laughed and said, "This prescription is excellent. The previous prescription had significant side effects, and I was worried about how to come up with a new one that would be both effective and have fewer side effects. This prescription is exactly suitable for the young master's current condition, and it's very mild in nature."

Bao Changzhou asked, "Doctor Yi, are you serious?"

Doctor Yi said, "Really? I wonder which expert invented this recipe?"

Bao Changzhou said, "He's a doctor from the Xinglin Clinic."

Doctor Yi smiled and said, "So this is a prescription written by the Li family. Looking at the whole of Tokyo, I'm afraid only the Li family can prescribe such a good prescription."

Bao Changzhou gave the prescription to the servant and asked him to send Doctor Yi back and get the medicine.

After the servant and Doctor Yi left the room, Bao Changzhou said with a smile, "Father, sister-in-law, it's not that Changzhou doesn't trust Xinglin Clinic. Big brother only has a little blood of Jun'er, so it's always better to be cautious with prescriptions written by doctors you're not familiar with."

Zhang nodded in response. Bao's father glanced at him indifferently and went to look after his grandson by the bedside.

Hua Fushu returned to Xinglin Medical Clinic and saw Doctor Li's son Awen tending to the medicinal herbs, so he helped him organize them.

Just after the hour of Si, Si De was seen pulling a carriage to a stop outside the Xinglin Clinic. He entered the clinic and said that the general had asked him to invite the young lady back home for lunch. Hua Fushu muttered a few words in his heart, said goodbye to Li Wen, and followed Si De back home.

After having dinner in the flower hall, Hua Fushu returned to Penglai Residence. Thinking of Bao Changzhou mocking her handwriting, Hua Fushu gritted her teeth and decided to turn the mockery into motivation to practice her handwriting well, so she asked Sanqiao to find some copybooks.

Sanqiao was delighted and thought to herself that the girl had finally gotten the idea, then she quickly went to find a calligraphy copybook for her.

At sunset, a young man who was not yet thirty years old walked into the Xinglin Medical Clinic. He was handsome, with thin eyebrows, phoenix eyes, thin lips and a high nose. He wore a moon-white round-necked straight gown and a wooden hairpin to secure his hair. He had the charm and elegance of a scholar.

Doctor Li put down his work and asked the young man, "What's the important matter, sir?"

The young man paused for a moment before saying, "Doctor Li, I heard from my father that it was a female doctor from your clinic who saved my child today. I wonder if she's available, but I've come to express my gratitude."

Doctor Li remembered the old man who had asked him to treat his grandson this morning, and said, "The doctor you mentioned is the daughter of a friend of mine. She has returned home and is not in my clinic at the moment."