Unable to figure it out, and too lazy to think about it anymore, he simply asked curiously, "What's your relationship with these two?"
One went to the battlefield, and the other went missing. How could he not remember that Lu Cijian knew such a person? It was even more impossible for him to have shown kindness.
Lu Cijian said earnestly, "It's a very important person. If there's any news, have Song Er tell me immediately."
After saying that, he didn't linger and got up to leave.
*
Jiang Yimian led her horse to Changlin Lane and saw Zhao Dashu moving things at the entrance from afar.
The other person was talking to the busy carpenter in the shop, his face full of seriousness.
Jiang Yimian weaved through the crowd and soon arrived at the shop entrance.
The changes inside were immediately noticeable. Where there used to be only four old tables, now there are twelve new tables, which have been added by connecting with the shops next door. The old walls inside have also been completely renovated.
Upon entering, a dozen or so menus are displayed on the left wall, with prices clearly marked for easy reference.
As soon as Zhao Dashu saw her coming, he waved excitedly, "Sister Mian, look, how is it? It's all been changed according to your instructions. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, you can still change it now."
Jiang Yimian looked around and then carefully examined the kitchen, discovering that the kitchen had undergone the most significant changes.
The greasy floors and walls were thoroughly cleaned, the stove was cleaned, and the vegetable shelves were spotless.
It was so much better than when she first came.
I went to the backyard to take a look. The houses in the back, which are for living, haven't changed much, but they are all very clean and make people feel comfortable.
Jiang Yimian nodded. "Not bad, I'm quite satisfied. I think we're almost done. Do you have any thoughts?"
After all, she planned to hand over the shop to Zhao Dashu, and since he was going to be the cook there, she naturally wanted him to feel comfortable as well.
That's right.
Zhao Dashu scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, "I think we're still missing one stove."
There's only one stove in the kitchen right now, which definitely won't be enough when things get busy.
He plans to get busy tomorrow, and with the help of Zhao Erhei and another person, they can finish setting up the stove in one day.
Jiang Yimian glanced at the kitchen space and nodded. "Okay, you can arrange it yourself. After the stove is set up tomorrow, go back to the village to help out."
These days are a busy time. After planting the medicinal herbs, it's time for spring plowing. Everyone will go to the small depression to help with the planting then.
Many hands make light work; if several families work together, five or six acres of land can be finished in just a few days.
There's no rush to open the shop.
Zhao Dashu nodded quickly.
Jiang Yimian gave the other party another ten taels of silver, and seeing that there was nothing else she needed help with in the shop, she led her horse away.
As soon as I stepped out of Changlin Lane, I bumped into a middle-aged woman. She was running in a hurry and never expected that someone would suddenly rush out from around the corner.
She was startled and stopped abruptly, but the momentum of her body made her continue rushing forward.
Seeing that the person was about to fall to the ground, Jiang Yimian quickly reached out and supported the person in front of her. Once the person was steady, she immediately withdrew her hand.
Granny Gui clutched her chest in panic, gave Jiang Yimian an embarrassed smile, and then anxiously looked around, her face full of fear and worry.
Jiang Yimian glanced at the other person and was about to leave when Granny Gui grabbed her arm and said anxiously, "Does Miss know how far Peach Blossom Valley is from here?"
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, and simply shook her head.
Although Qinghe Town is not very large, it has a considerable number of villages, at least one hundred. Not many people can recognize all of them.
Granny Gui was immediately disappointed and asked, "Where is the nearest clinic? Do you know, young lady?"
Jiang Yimian thought for a moment before saying, "There are no clinics around here. The nearest one is on South Street. It takes at least 15 minutes to walk there."
East Street is mostly lined with restaurants, teahouses, and all sorts of places to eat, drink, and have fun. The clinic is a few streets away.
There were a few small pharmacies, but unfortunately, none of them had doctors on duty.
Upon hearing this, Granny Gui broke out in a cold sweat, muttering anxiously, "What are we going to do? We're doomed."
Looking at the other person's anxious appearance, Jiang Yimian inexplicably thought of Wang Fengqin. If she were sick, Wang Fengqin would probably be just as anxious, looking for a doctor everywhere.
She hesitated and said, "But Madam's family member is ill. I know a little medicine. If Madam doesn't mind, I can go with Madam to take a look."
Granny Gui was taken aback, but immediately her face lit up with joy. She didn't care whether the person in front of her was telling the truth or not, and grabbed Jiang Yimian's arm, saying, "Alright, please come with me, Miss."
After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Yimian and ran directly towards the carriage not far away.
From afar, Jiang Yimian spotted the all-silver-black carriage and felt a sense of familiarity.
As soon as the two arrived in front of the carriage, the curtain was lifted from the inside.
A pretty maidservant poked her head out, sweating profusely, and said anxiously, "Granny Gui, where's the doctor? The young lady has fainted! What should we do?"
Jiang Yimian frowned and got into the carriage.
Granny Gui was so frightened that her expression changed drastically, and she quickly followed after her.
Lying on a small bed inside the carriage was a pale-faced, beautiful girl. Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and her brows were tightly furrowed, clearly indicating that she had experienced some pain before fainting.
It was Xie Yu, whom I had met a few days ago.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to take the other person's pulse. She found the pulse to be weak and frowned, saying, "You all go out first."
The young maid was startled and hesitated for a moment before being pulled away by Granny Gui.
Seeing that there was no one else in the carriage, Jiang Yimian took out a ginseng nourishing pill from her spatial storage and fed it to the person in front of her.
He then picked up the teacup on the table and fed the other person some water before inserting silver needles into several acupoints on Xie Yu's head.
The maidservant outside the carriage peered anxiously into the carriage, tears welling up in her eyes. "Granny Gui, how is Miss?"
"Why did she suddenly fall ill, especially since it happened right when Dr. Zhang was back in his hometown?"
Although the girl used to get sick often, it was always when Dr. Zhang was around that she was able to control her condition quickly.
Because they hadn't had any symptoms for half a month, they were careless, which led to the sudden and severe outbreak.
When she saw the girl convulsing in pain, she almost fainted on the spot.
Granny Gui gave a bitter smile, her face still showing some anxiety. "Who knows? The young lady's illness was like this from the start. It's our fault for being careless. We didn't even notice that the medicine in the carriage was gone."
Otherwise, why would the girl have suffered so much this time?
Now she could only hope that the girl in the carriage could control the girl's condition and that Doctor Zhang would arrive safely.
Upon hearing this, the maidservant's eyes welled up with tears, and she blamed herself, saying, "It's all my fault for not checking carefully before I left."
Just then, another figure rushed over.
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