Seeing the doctor shaking his head and sighing, Zhao Tianqi was furious. If his son wasn't still lying in bed, he would have wanted to kill those blind fools.

Zhao Tianqi tried his best to suppress his anger and asked the doctor with a smile, "Sir, please save my son! He's the only son in our Zhao family. What will we do if something happens to him!"

The doctor stroked his gray beard and comforted him, "Magistrate Zhao, please rest assured, your son's illness is not that serious. If you continue to be so anxious, your son might start to worry about you, and then things could get complicated!"

The doctor's words immediately startled Zhao Tianqi. He grinned, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and said to Zhao Qianyu on the bed, "Son, don't worry, Dad is fine. Dad was just worried about your safety!"

"Lord Zhao, I'll head back now. I'll bring you the calming prescription and medicine later!" The doctor, carrying his medicine chest, bowed and prepared to leave.

"Hurry! Quickly! Send the doctor back! Remember to pay for the medicine!" Zhao Tianqi hurriedly ordered the yamen runners.

After seeing the doctor off, Zhao Tianqi glanced at Zhao Qianyu's pale lips, then suddenly his expression changed and he coldly said to the clerk beside him, "Bring those guys up here!"

The clerk nodded and jogged off to inform the constables. Meanwhile, Zhao Tianqi's fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "You dare hurt my son! Just you wait!"

The doctor had already returned to the pharmacy and skillfully grabbed several calming and nourishing decoctions, respectfully placing them in the hands of the yamen runner. The yamen runner then placed two ingots of silver in front of the doctor, picked up the medicine, and left the pharmacy.

Seeing that the yamen runners had left, Duan Kang'an slowly walked out. The doctor, upon seeing Duan Kang'an, immediately bowed and prepared to kneel. Duan Kang'an waved his hand, took a silver ingot from his pocket, placed it in the doctor's hand, and said, "I hope you keep what happened before to yourself! Otherwise, you'll be sorry!"

The doctor, who was over sixty years old and quite shrewd, blinked his still bright eyes and looked at Duan Kang'an with a blank expression, saying, "Sir, what happened earlier? You were just passing by and felt a little unwell, so you came to this old man to have your pulse checked!"

Duan Kang'an was very pleased to see the doctor's appearance. He nodded and turned to leave.

About half an hour ago, Duan Kang'an and Zhao Qianyu arrived in Guangping County. Zhao Qianyu was furious when he saw the servants. Suddenly, he had an idea and quickly went to Duan Kang'an to tell him his plan.

Duan Kang'an initially disagreed, but Zhao Qianyu brought up Jiang Ling. Upon hearing Jiang Ling's name, Duan Kang'an panicked and readily agreed. Zhao Qianyu had bribed the pharmacist and, together with Duan Kang'an, staged this whole charade for his father. His father never dreamed that his son...

The result is that Zhao Tianqi will definitely "deal well" with those arrogant servants, after all, Zhao Qianyu is the only son of the Zhao family for nine generations. No one dares to neglect him.

The Shen family.

Old Mrs. Zhou covered her face and knelt in front of Mrs. Wu, rubbing her injured back and groaning incessantly.

He looked incredibly pathetic.

"Madam! You must stand up for this old servant! That wretched girl dared to kick me!" Old Mrs. Zhou cursed as she accused Shen Congxin of her "excessive" behavior.

Upon hearing Granny Zhou's increasingly exaggerated accusations, Madam Wu was filled with rage. She slammed her hand, adorned with five gold rings, on the table, frowned, and roared, "That little bitch Shen Congxin dares to treat you like this! I think she's really gotten too big for her britches! Granny Zhou, come here..."

Wu suddenly gave a sinister smile, then gestured for Old Lady Zhou to come over.

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Zhou hurriedly crawled to Wu's side, and Wu whispered something in Old Lady Zhou's ear.

Old Mrs. Zhou's face changed from anger to joy and finally to pride. She nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "Madam! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Wu's lips, then she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Shen Congxin, what do you think you are! Even if you can escape Wang Xiu, I'd like to see who will want you after I ruin my reputation! At that time, even if that old bastard Shen Jiangcheng is reluctant, he will kick you out for the sake of the family's reputation. Even if the Bodhisattva came, he wouldn't be able to help you then!"

Wu's words were overheard by Old Lady Zhou, who was standing to the side. She chimed in triumphantly, "Madam, this old servant will arrange this matter right away and make sure you are satisfied!"

Lujia Village, Jiang Ling's home.

Zhao Erleng's wife pushed open the door of Jiang Ling's house and rushed in. She was so fast that the hairpin in her hair looked like it was about to fall off.

But she didn't care. She tossed her hair and said to Jiang Ling with a gossipy look, "Jiang... oh no, no, Madam An, you still have the leisure to cook at home?"

Jiang Ling didn't even lift her eyelids, her eyes fixed on the stir-fried ingredients in the pot. She spoke calmly: "What are we going to do if we don't cook? We have so many children to raise! What's wrong, Erleng's sister-in-law? Is something the matter?"

"You're really calm! Right now, that old woman Lu is acting like a scoundrel with the village chief! She's sitting on her ground throwing a tantrum!" Zhao Erleng's wife said, tidying her slightly messy hair.

"What's wrong now?" Jiang Ling stopped using the spatula and looked up at Zhao Erleng's wife to ask.

Zhao Erleng's wife originally wanted to grab Jiang Ling and take her over to watch the excitement, but then she thought that Jiang Ling now held an official title, and how could she, a commoner, casually get involved with her? Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Seeing the somewhat embarrassed expression on Zhao Erleng's wife's face, Jiang Ling guessed what was going on. She put the spatula aside, took off her apron, grabbed Zhao Erleng's wife's arm, and said, "Sister-in-law, aren't you being too formal with me? Ever since I divorced that bastard, you've helped me a lot. My older brother also put in a lot of effort for my house. I'm getting angry that you're being so distant!"

As she spoke, Jiang Ling pretended to put on a stern face and gently turned her head to the side. Zhao Erleng's wife was startled. She waved her hands helplessly and explained, "No...no, I...I didn't mean that, I...I..."

"Do you think I'm already a lady? Do you think there's a difference in our status?" Jiang Ling said jokingly.

Zhao Erleng's wife bit her lip and nodded, not daring to look directly at Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling took Zhao Erleng's wife's arm and prepared to walk out, saying to her as they walked, "Sister-in-law Erleng, please don't be a stranger. Although I am a woman, I am still a member of Lujia Village!"

Zhao Erleng's wife was slightly stunned, but soon nodded firmly in response.

The two walked quickly and soon arrived at the Lu family's old house. Before they even went inside, they heard Old Mrs. Lu wailing and crying. Jiang Ling gently tugged at Zhao Erleng's wife and then shook her head.

Zhao Erleng's wife understood Jiang Ling's meaning. She pointed to the door and then made a pursed-lip gesture.

"Village chief! You be the judge! Why should I give this old woman money? It wasn't even her who accepted it..."

Jiang Ling stood outside the door and listened for a while, and probably understood what kind of tantrum Old Lady Lu was throwing this time.