Chapter 12 Has she learned medicine?
Mrs. Jiang was suddenly stunned. What a group of servants who bully their master!
"Mother Wang! How dare you say this to Yue'er..."
Mother Wang was shocked, fell to her knees with a thud, and cried out, "Madam, it is true that I did it, but I was also doing it for the young lady.
The eldest young lady was raised by this old slave. She was already weak and barely alive, and was as thin as a skeleton.
Miss Qingyue poisoned the eldest lady as soon as she returned, trying to murder her. This old servant really couldn't stand it."
"Don't even think about locking her in the toilet to teach her a lesson. Even if she really drowns, I am willing to take the responsibility!"
Mother Wang cried bitterly, looking very loyal.
Speaking of the seriously ill Jiang Wanyin, Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned red again, and most of the guilt in her heart disappeared.
He looked at Jiang Qingyue with disappointment, "Wan Yin is close to you, how dare you poison her?"
Jiang Qingyue laughed in her heart. This was her biological mother, and she trusted a servant so easily. She believed that she would murder her elder sister. She was a vicious person.
"Poisoning? That's a serious accusation. Madam Jiang, have you investigated it? Was it the medicine I prescribed that was poisonous, causing Big Sister to faint from the poison?"
Mrs. Jiang was stunned and was unable to say anything in response to her questioning.
Jiang Guiyu came out from inside, and his face changed when he saw Jiang Qingyue. He turned around and retched twice.
Madam Jiang immediately said, "Stand further away so as not to fumigate Guiyu."
Jiang Qingyue's heart had long been numb, and she stood further away obediently.
"Mother, please don't be like this. I heard that Sister Qingyue was injured. Let's ask the court doctor to check her out later."
Mother Wang supported Jiang Guiyu on the other side and muttered softly as if complaining.
"She's fine, I didn't see any injuries on her.
She probably made herself look like this just to get your sympathy and pity. You are just too kind."
Jiang Qingyue clenched her hands, and her injured palms began to sting again due to the force.
Just then, the court doctor came out.
The court physician bowed and said, "Madam, the young lady is fine. She vomited out the blood that caused her serious illness. I wonder which expert prescribed the medicine. Could you please show me the prescription?"
Mrs. Jiang was stunned. "Not poisoned?"
The court doctor shook his head, "No, who said it was poisoned?"
Jiang Mingyang couldn't believe it and shouted, "What kind of medical skills are you using? My elder sister clearly drank the poison brewed by Jiang Qingyue and vomited blood due to poisoning! She even vomited blood!"
"Young Master, you doubt my medical skills? If you don't believe me, you can go to the palace and ask the imperial physician to treat you."
Madam Jiang started to scold, "Mingyang! You have no manners."
Jiang Mingyang shut up in frustration. Did he really misunderstand Jiang Qingyue?
Turning around, Madam Jiang asked anxiously, "When will Wanyin wake up?"
The court doctor smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam. The young lady will wake up soon. I will prescribe a new prescription now."
The servant brought the pen and ink, and the court doctor pondered for a moment before handing the written house to Mother Xu.
Jiang Qingyue, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up, "These herbs are fine for ordinary people, but Big Sister's body can't handle them right now.
In addition to Astragalus and Heishun Pian, the others should be replaced with four qian of Angelica, two qian of Atractylodes, two qian of Pseudostellariae, and one qian of Akebia..."
Jiang Guiyu bit his tongue and asked curiously, "Sister Qingyue, have you studied medicine?"
With this reminder, Jiang Mingyang's guilt immediately dissipated. Yes, Jiang Qingyue had been a criminal slave for more than ten years, how could he learn medicine?
"Jiang Qingyue, are you done yet? When will it be your turn to come to the academy to get a prescription?"
Mrs. Jiang also sighed, "Qingyue, stop messing around."
Except for the frail Jiang Guiyu, everyone else in the Jiang family was dissatisfied with her actions.
Only the court doctor who heard the noise and followed out had a bright look in his eyes and asked sincerely.
"Miss, where did you learn medicine?"
When the court doctor said this, everyone was slightly surprised.
Could it be that this criminal slave Jiang Qingyue really knows medical skills?
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