Old Mrs. Gao was angry, but Hua Fushu didn't want to pay attention to her. He took the needle and thread from Sanqiao's hand and began to sew up the wound.

Old Mrs. Gao was persuaded by Ye Zelin and Ouyang Jingming, and she couldn't get angry.

Soon, Hua Fushu sutured the wound.

The other servant had his right hand torn. Seeing Hua Fushu stitching the wound, he said timidly, "Madam, I'm afraid of pain."

Hua Fushu laughed and said, "When the Second Master was swinging his knife, you didn't know how to stay away. Instead, you bumped into the blade. You didn't feel the pain then, but you do now. You should be thankful that you didn't become an innocent victim under the knife. You only had a piece of flesh broken off."

He hesitated and explained, "I, I didn't. It was the Second Master who slashed at me with his sword. I, I didn't have time to dodge."

Hua Fushu ordered Sanqiao to bring a bowl of water, and gave the servant a small blue and white porcelain bottle, asking him to drink.

The servant was confused, so Hua Fushu said, "It's not poison, it's Ma Fei San. If you're afraid of pain, take it. If you're not, don't take it."

The servant was skeptical, but he still took the Ma Fei San. Soon, he lost consciousness and fell into a deep coma.

Hua Fushu sutured his wound and asked Sanqiao to write a prescription, handing it to Ouyang Jingming. She said, "This is a prescription for anti-inflammatory and pain relief. After they wake up, have them take a few doses. Before the wound heals, don't touch water, do rough work, or lift heavy objects to prevent the stitches from breaking and the wound from rupturing. Although it's not a serious injury, it still needs to be taken care of. It would be bad if they develop any illness."

She seemed to have thought of something and told Ouyang Jingming, "When their wounds are almost healed, we need to find a doctor to remove their stitches."

She glanced at Qingdai and said, "It's okay if you don't need to find a doctor. Miss Qingdai can do it too."

Ouyang Jingming listened attentively.

Hearing this, Qingdai was quite displeased. It turned out that Hua Fushu didn't consider her a doctor at all, even though she had studied medicine.

Old Madam Gao murmured disdainfully, "It's just a trivial skill, but you think it's worth showing off like this? How can it compare with the Supreme Master of the Ouyang Clan's Xinglin Sect?"

Qingdai smiled faintly.

Mrs. Gao gave Ouyang Jingming a few words and then left the house. Qingdai supported her. After leaving the house, she held Qingdai's hand and said, "Qingdai, although Brother Yi hasn't accepted you as his disciple, he taught you the medical skills himself. I am very relieved to leave Second Uncle in your care. I will think of a good way to deal with Brother Lin."

Qingdai nodded.

Ouyang Jingming ordered people to take good care of the two servants and told the servants what Hua Fushu had instructed.

Afterwards, they returned to Ouyang's house and went to Luoxiaxuan.

Hua Fushu asked how the Second Master Ouyang became crazy, and Ouyang Jingming told him in detail.

The second master Ouyang was an expert in medicine. His elder brother Ouyang Yi was known as the 'Supreme Master of the Medical World', while he was known as the 'Little Master of the Medical World'. Both brothers worked in the Imperial Hospital, and it could be said that the hospital was their world.

More than ten years ago, one day, he offended the current emperor's mother, the empress dowager who was then the imperial concubine, with inappropriate words, and was expelled from the Imperial Hospital. From then on, he stayed at home and studied medicine.

Later, a patient came to seek medical treatment. Master Ouyang prescribed a dose of medicine. Unexpectedly, the patient passed away after taking it and never woke up again.

The patient's family came to the door and demanded his life in exchange for another's, and also filed a lawsuit. Later, the Wuyin officials found out the truth.

It turned out that the patient had seen a doctor before seeking medical treatment from Mr. Ouyang Er and was taking the medicine prescribed by that doctor.

Before taking the medicine prescribed by Mr. Ouyang, the patient also took the medicine prescribed by the previous doctor. The two medicines had conflicting properties, and the patient naturally died.

When the patient's family came to apologize, Mr. Ouyang went crazy.

Hua Fushu sighed, "It's really fate that's against us, and God is blind."

Then he sat down and said, "That patient is just himself."

Ye Zelin also sighed, "It's just bad luck. That patient's fate is such that the King of Hell had no choice but to take him into his palace. Second Uncle was destined to have this calamity, there's no way to avoid it."

Ouyang Jingming felt quite regretful, "If Second Father hadn't suffered that calamity, there would probably be no one who could match his medical skills now."

Sanqiao interjected, "Why not? My daughter's master tied for first place with the 'Xinglin Supreme' at the Xinglin Conference eleven years ago. Last year's Xinglin Ceremony also saw the master's wife take first place. How can a master's wife who has won first place twice be inferior to Second Master Ouyang?"

"Qiao'er." Hua Fushu looked at Sanqiao, annoyed with her, as if she talked too much.

Ouyang Jingming was very surprised, even a little excited. "It's Miao Niangzi? I've heard my father mention this person before. Miao Niang's medical skills are so great that they can even revive the dead. However, this Miao Niang never shows her true face. Because of her miraculous healing skills, people call her 'Miao Niangzi'. Niece and daughter-in-law, you are actually 'Miao Niangzi's' disciple? Niece and daughter-in-law, I wonder how your medical skills are?"

Hua Fushu deliberately didn't want to answer Ouyang Jingming's question. "Your learning is superficial. You can't even learn the basics of Miao Niang. How can you talk about how to learn well?"

Ouyang Jingming added, "So it can't be compared with Indigo."

Sanqiao was displeased. How could that little bitch Qingdai be compared to her daughter? She immediately refuted Ouyang Jingming, "Master Ouyang, be careful what you say. My daughter's medical skills are certainly comparable to Qingdai's. Master's wife often says that she is her most proud disciple. Master's wife can bring the dead back to life, so how can your medical skills be average? Miss Qingdai and my daughter are worlds apart. My daughter is heaven, and Miss Qingdai is earth. My daughter participated in the Xinglin Conference last year. How bad can her medical skills be? But Miss Qingdai has probably never even heard of the Xinglin Conference."

Ouyang Jingming looked at Hua Fushu with admiration in his eyes. He asked again to confirm, "Are you serious? My nephew, have you really participated in the Xinglin Conference?"

Hua Fushu was very unhappy, "Uncle, can you please stop calling me your nephew's wife? It sounds so ugly."

Ouyang Jingming replied, "I am a generation older than you, but I am not old."

Hua Fushu smiled and said, "But I'm not young either."

"Let me think about what to call you." Ouyang Jingming really thought about it, and after a while he spoke, "Calling you Hua Fushu seems too unfamiliar."

Hua Fushu gave him a cold look. She was not familiar with him.

Ouyang Jingming asked again: "How about calling you Xiao Shu?" Hua Fushu said something unpleasant.

Ouyang Jingming asked again, "How is Xiaofu?"

Hua Fushu gave him an annoyed look.

Ouyang Jingming replied, "Afu, this is good." Hua Fushu didn't even look at him, and called him names one more unpleasant than the other.

"I'm not satisfied," Ouyang Jingming thought, "Ashu, this one sounds pretty good."

Hua Fushu smiled, and Ouyang Jingming thought she was very satisfied. However, Hua Fushu's smile suddenly disappeared, and Ouyang Jingming was very embarrassed.

"Still not satisfied? Fushu was called by Xiaolin."

Ouyang Jingming racked his brains, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, "Xiao Fushu."

Hua Fushu covered his ears, annoyed at Ouyang Jingming.

Ouyang Jingming didn't want to think about it anymore, "You are so hard to please, it's just a name."

Looking at Ye Songyan who was standing aside, he said, "Xiao Si is still the best. He always responds to whatever I call him."

Ye Songyan raised the corners of his mouth, feeling helpless.