Qiao Heyuan strolled in the yard for a while, trying to digest the cakes she had just eaten, but then she saw her mother Yang leading Hong Zhengxuan towards her.
Yang had always been lukewarm towards Hong Zhengxuan, thinking that he was just an insignificant doctor in the Imperial Hospital. Even though his family ran a clinic, it was not a lucrative business.
However, this time when Qiao Heyuan was seriously ill, it was Hong Zhengxuan who used his medical skills to pull his daughter back from the brink of life and death.
Therefore, her opinion of Hong Zhengxuan changed, and she even began to think that instead of pursuing those illusory glory and wealth, it would be better to entrust her daughter to a husband who truly treats her well.
In this way, she could feel at ease even if she closed her eyes immediately.
"Doctor Hong is concerned about your recovery and has come to check your pulse." Yang said, turning to Hong Zhengxuan and motioning him to sit down. "Doctor Hong, please sit down."
Hong Zhengxuan looked at Qiao Heyuan and put the hawthorn cake he had packed from Daoxiangzhai on the table. "I heard from Miss Ding that you like to eat this, so I bought some on the way." His words were a little awkward, and he lost his usual calmness and composure for a moment.
"Thank you, Doctor Hong." Qiao Heyuan smiled as brightly as a flower and took the hawthorn cake personally.
Madam Yang glanced at the half-empty food box on the table and sighed helplessly. She tightened the cloak around her daughter's neck, fearing that she would catch a cold from the wind. "You greedy girl, you eat so much at once! Be careful not to get indigestion!"
"My daughter knows!"
Qiao Heyuan pouted coquettishly, then stretched out her wrist and gently placed it on the small cloth bag handed to her by Hong Zhengxuan.
The maid covered her slender wrist with a thin silk handkerchief so that Hong Zhengxuan could take her pulse.
The courtyard fell into silence for a moment, with only the breeze blowing and the years passing peacefully.
Hong Zhengxuan concentrated on examining the patient, a look of relief gradually emerging on his face. "Madam, please rest assured. The toxins in Miss Qiao's body have been completely eliminated. She just needs to rest for a while to recover her strength."
Upon hearing this, Yang was obviously relieved and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
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