While thinking, Song Xizhi's hands were not idle.
She gave Wu Mama a look, and Wu Mama understood immediately. She stepped forward, took out the silver needles belonging to that doctor from the medicine box next to her, and handed them to Song Xizhi.
With lightning speed, Song Xizhi took the silver needles and immediately inserted them into the acupoints of Old Madam Song. This was to first seal her meridians to prevent the toxins in her body from continuing to spread with the flow of blood.
But just as she successfully punctured an acupoint, before Song Xizhi could make any further move, she heard a woman outside, panting and roaring angrily.
"Song Xizhi! Stop right there!"
Everyone snapped out of their daze and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Zhao Qianlan standing at the door, her face pale and her expression terrified.
Song Xizhi paused, raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked in the direction Zhao Qianlan was looking: "What does Madam Song mean by this?"
The ambiguous smile on her face when she raised her eyebrows, like a cat leisurely catching a mouse, sent chills down Zhao Qianlan's spine.
"Song Xizhi, I can't let you act recklessly like this! If something happens to my mother-in-law while she's in your care, how can I face the ancestors of the Song family?"
Zhao Qianlan racked her brains and said these words.
Song Xizhi simply smiled: "Reckless? Accidental?"
"Are you saying that I, the Vice Chief Physician personally appointed by His Majesty, am incapable of treating illnesses? And that everything I do is a mess?"
As Song Xizhi spoke, he raised his eyes to meet Zhao Qianlan's gaze again: "Or is it that Madam Song doesn't want Grandmother to recover at all? Or is it that Madam Song is the one who caused Grandmother to be on the verge of death, so Madam Song is feeling guilty and doesn't dare to let me treat her?"
Her words carried endless meaning, leaving Zhao Qianlan feeling a dryness in her throat, almost unable to utter a single word.
She could only look in Song Juncai's direction with pleading eyes.
When Song Juncai looked up, he met Zhao Qianlan's helpless eyes, and he immediately understood the fear deep in Zhao Qianlan's heart.
At that moment, Song Juncai suddenly recalled what Song Xizhi had just said—
After curing his grandmother, he was allowed to serve her at his side and enjoy the happiness of family life.
It was after hearing these words that Song Junliang realized that after Old Madam Song woke up, there was no need for his branch of the family to cause any trouble.
So at this moment, he just watched quietly from the sidelines and did not stop it.
But he couldn't! Song Juncai had moved out of the old house more than ten years ago. Not only could Zhao Qianlan not bear the days when she used to serve him, but even he felt fear when he thought of the past!
Song Juncai shuddered, took a step forward, grabbed Song Xizhi's hand, and hurriedly said:
"Song Xizhi! You unfilial daughter!"
“Your grandmother was old and has passed away, yet you still want to harass her body, making her life so undignified! Is this filial piety or revenge?”
"The old lady's greatest wish is to leave this world with dignity! I will never allow you to defile your grandmother's remains for your own selfish reasons!"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi felt like laughing. She felt Song Juncai's restraint but did not resist. She simply raised her head to meet his gaze.
Her tone was tinged with coldness: "Do you know where the last person who spoke to me like this went?"
Song Juncai was taken aback. Hearing her cool voice, he couldn't help but loosen his grip on her wrist.
Song Xizhi's voice continued, "That person has already been sacrificed to Heaven by His Majesty, and he has probably even drunk the Meng Po soup by now."
Upon hearing this, Song Juncai recalled the tragic state of the witch doctor and Lord Luo during the Fengshan ceremony.
He practically jumped up: "Song Xizhi! What are you saying! You unfilial son! I'm your father!"
Song Xizhi blinked innocently, then suddenly asked, "What rank is my father? Is he higher than Lord Luo?"
After she finished speaking, her eyes reddened again as she met Song Juncai's gaze. At that moment, she looked like an unwanted little cabbage:
"My father is preventing me from treating his own mother. Father, do you want to be like my stepmother and deliberately watch my grandmother die?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianlan felt a chill run down her spine: "I never stopped you from treating your mother-in-law! Song Xizhi, what are you saying?!"
Before Song Xizhi could answer, Song Junliang, who had been standing to the side, spoke up at that moment: "Since you didn't stop it, don't say anything now!"
Song Xizhi's words just now have completely won over the people of the first branch of the family. Even if Madam Song wakes up now, the people of the second branch should still serve her.
Given that, who wouldn't want to earn a reputation for filial piety?
He said with concern, "If we continue, it will really delay Xizhi's treatment! She is the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, who can understand her better than her?"
His words silenced everyone present.
Song Juncai wanted to say something more, but he couldn't utter a sound.
Zhao Qianlan and Song Ruoan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness.
I regret it so much! I really regret it! I've truly shot myself in the foot!
At that very moment, Qing Tong, who had received a message from Song Xizhi that morning, also rushed over, bringing with him a life-saving pill.
Song Xizhi had just sealed the meridians of Old Madam Song. The reason he did nothing else and had time to argue with Song Juncai was to wait for this pill.
Now that the pills have been taken, the elderly man, who is nearing the end of his life, has regained his energy, which has enabled him to unblock his meridians and clear away residual toxins.
Zhao Qianlan and the others could do nothing but watch helplessly as Song Xizhi silently manipulated the silver needles in his hand, inserting them into various acupoints of Old Madam Song.
The huge room was completely silent at this moment, and no one knew how much time had passed. All that was known was that after taking several doses of medicine, Old Madam Song, whose eyes had been tightly closed, seemed to gradually regain her vitality.
She twitched her fingers and slowly opened her eyes, only to see Song Xizhi's focused face.
Upon seeing the movement on the bed, before Wu Mama could even grin happily, she heard Old Madam Song open her mouth and weakly burst into a tirade:
"You bastard, you worthless piece of trash! What are you doing to me? You...you little bitch, are you deliberately trying to abuse me?! I spit on you...you little bastard..."
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