Chapter 13 Aren’t you the ones who know best whether I have made any mistakes?
Jiang Qingyue raised her eyes to glance at the court physician and said calmly, "I have learned a little, but I'm not in a position to tell you where I learned it from."
The court physician nodded. Indeed, some masters like to keep a low profile.
"I've learned some. Where did you learn that? And those hard laborers who were all prisoners?"
Jiang Mingyang covered his nose and sneered, then turned to the court doctor and said, "Doctor, don't listen to her nonsense. She doesn't know how to do it. She's just talking nonsense. My eldest sister fainted after taking her medicine. She clearly wants to kill my eldest sister."
The palace doctor shook his head, "I just took the eldest lady's pulse, and there is nothing wrong.
Moreover, after replacing the herbs in this prescription, the efficacy is milder and can indeed better treat the symptoms. Miss Qingyue is right."
He picked up the pen again and replaced all the herbs she had just mentioned. He also politely asked Jiang Qingyue if he remembered it correctly.
Afterwards, he handed the rewritten prescription to Mother Xu.
"It is best to take the medicine before meals, and there should be at least two hours between each dose."
Mother Xu wrote it down carefully before taking the prescription and leaving.
The court doctor tried his best to treat Jiang Wanyin's condition, but there was no improvement at all over the years.
Now that there is someone who can share the burden and treat Jiang Wanyin's condition, the court doctor would like to consult.
Although Jiang Qingyue was in a mess, she talked to him calmly and steadily, and her demeanor was not inferior to that of the noble ladies in the capital.
The Jiang family members had different expressions, especially Jiang Mingyang, who looked incredulous and thought that the court doctor was crazy. How could he believe Jiang Qingyue's words!
Jiang Guiyu held Mrs. Jiang's hand tightly and coughed twice.
"Maybe Sister Qingyue can really treat people."
Jiang Mingyang looked disdainful, thinking that it was a lucky coincidence that he had learned some words from somewhere and they just happened to be useful.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "Qingyue, where did you learn medicine?"
"Northern Frontier."
She didn't hide anything, but she didn't tell the whole truth either.
She became a medicine man to save her life. The Jiang family would definitely not believe such words.
"I heard that the prisoners in Northern Xinjiang work in the quarry all day long. Sister Qingyue is amazing. She's so busy every day, yet she's still able to learn medical skills in Northern Xinjiang."
Jiang Guiyu's words reminded Jiang Mingyang and Mrs. Jiang.
Yes, in places like Northern Xinjiang, people can’t even get enough food to eat, and there are people dying of exhaustion day and night. Where would Jiang Qingyue find the time to learn medicine?
Jiang Mingyang nodded repeatedly and said hurriedly, "Mom, she just pretended to be well-behaved in front of you and lied that she had medical skills so that she could avoid the fact that she was harming people."
Jiang Qingyue clenched her hands into fists under her sleeves. She looked directly at Jiang Mingyang, and her cold voice was questioning the Jiang family in front of her word by word.
"Jiang Guiyu also said that those who work in the quarry all day are prisoners. Don't you know best whether I have made any mistakes?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Mrs. Jiang felt guilty and her eyes turned red.
Jiang Guiyu's face turned pale.
Even Jiang Mingyang, who had been the loudest just now, felt a little uncomfortable and simply turned his face away.
Seeing this, Jiang Qingyue curled her lips and said calmly, "You don't trust my medical skills, so how can you not trust the palace doctor?"
"Bring the recipe here for me to see."
A majestic and steady voice sounded behind him, and Jiang Shouye had already stepped into the room.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a crimson purple suit and had an extraordinary appearance. Having held a high position in recent years, he had already shown a certain aura of majesty without even being angry.
Jiang Qingyue turned around and stared at her biological father in silence, feeling a strange sensation in her heart.
She had been exiled to the northern border since she was young, and had only met Jiang Shouye once three years ago. He was tall and had a kind face.
However, that time he and the Jiang family persuaded her not to tell the truth and let Jiang Guiyu suffer for another three years.
At that time, they said that their father's official position was unstable, so he could not have any stain, and it was a helpless move.
But now that the Jiang family is on the rise, they no longer need to care about those things.
My father said he would compensate me, but I wonder if he still remembers it now.
Jiang Qingyue picked up the prescription and was about to hand it over, but saw Jiang Shouye frowned.
She paused and asked someone else to present it.
"What did you do to yourself? You are a daughter of the Jiang family, how can you tell others about it?"
"It's the king..."
Jiang Qingyue was about to explain when Jiang Guiyu covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed a few times.
Suddenly, Jiang Shouye's expression tensed, and he walked to Jiang Guiyu in two or three steps.
"Why is the cough worse again? Palace doctor, have you examined the second young lady?"
Jiang Qingyue felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, and then laughed out loud at herself.
She was so stupid that she still had expectations for the Jiang family.
If Jiang Shouye was willing to recognize himself, he would not have said those words three years ago.
"why are you laughing?"
Jiang Mingyang frowned and said, "Are you happy to see Sister Guiyu in pain? Jiang Qingyue, you really have bad intentions."
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