Is Mu Wanting here?
Upon seeing this, everyone realized that these soldiers, all with faces covered in sores, were coming on strong and they quickly stepped in front of Mu Wanting.
Shen Xinglan's expression turned cold: "What is it?"
The official shouted again, "Our prefect invites you."
Shen Xinglan took Mu Wanting's hand and went with her.
Mu Wanting continued to take the pulse using the suspended thread method, and she spoke truthfully.
"The situation is indeed very bad. If we don't get treatment soon, I don't think we'll make it through today."
The soldiers standing nearby immediately changed their expressions: "Insolence!"
Shen Xinglan glanced at the soldier, whose face immediately turned pale.
The prefect raised his hand to stop him: "I know my own body. I heard you have some medicine; could you prescribe a few doses for me?"
Mu Wanting nodded and then handed over a porcelain bottle of white soup.
"Pour one-third at a time, and then come back to me when you've finished. The whole family can drink it together; the amount is enough."
"As for your servants and soldiers, you can send them to my place to get medicine and porridge. There is no need to sacrifice them."
The prefect paid the consultation fee, and Shen Xinglan then left with him.
But when she arrived at the other end of the inn, she saw several fierce-looking men about to overturn his medicine pot.
Mu Wanting and Shen Xinglan walked over, their expressions indifferent.
"What's wrong?"
The man's face turned ashen.
"You have the nerve to ask what happened? My dad drank your medicine and now he's on the verge of death."
Mu Wanting looked down at the old man, then shook her head.
“I was present when the medicine was being applied, but I didn’t see him.”
The burly man said coldly, "So you're denying it?"
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