From the beginning to the few remaining pages, this is the first time a woman appears in the notebook.

The master's handwritten notes never mentioned her, not even a word of complaint, as if she had never existed as his disciple.

This person cannot be called a woman, just a girl.

Miss Jun subconsciously reached out and touched her face.

What did Chu Jiuling look like? She could hardly remember, but the thought only flashed through her mind. It was obvious that the portrait was not her.

The girl in this portrait is only four or five years old.

She was already ten years old when she followed her master.

Miss Jun looked at the portrait carefully. If she said it looked like...

She placed her hands over the portrait's eyes.

These eyes look like Master’s.

This is the Master’s child?

The master is married and has children? But if he has a family and children, why would he wander around outside, never mention it, and never go back?

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't want to be with his or her family?

Miss Jun frowned, looked at the portrait again, and turned the page.

The next page was still a portrait, still of the same girl, only she was a few years older, about seven or eight years old.

Miss Jun understood a little, and then turned back again.

One after another.

About ten years old.

About eleven or twelve years old.

About thirteen or fourteen years old.

The next turn came to an abrupt stop, and the paper was blank.

Gone? Miss Jun was stunned. She turned the pages again in disbelief until she reached the last page of the notebook. There was nothing on it, just a blank.

I've finished reading it.

Miss Jun stroked her hand, feeling a little sad.

The notebook looks thick, how come I finished it so quickly?

She lowered her head and looked at the blank paper on her notebook.

It’s gone. This time it’s really gone…

My nose suddenly felt sore for no reason, and tears fell onto the white paper and instantly spread out.

"Miss."

Liu'er's voice came from outside. Miss Jun exhaled, blinked, and raised her head.

Liu'er didn't look at her, but looked at a letter in her hand.

"Miss, this is a letter from Dr. Feng from the capital." She said, looking at the name on it before looking up and handing it over.

Doctor Feng?

No news is the best news.

What happened?

Miss Jun's eyes narrowed slightly as she reached out to take the letter.

…

"Master! It's absolutely true!"

In the empty director's office of the Imperial Hospital, Doctor Geng's voice echoed.

Although his voice was loud, it did not make the room lively, but instead made it seem even more lonely.

Jiang Youshu frowned and looked at him.

"Did something really happen?" he said, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, but his expression remained calm.

He had to remain calm after experiencing as many hopes as disappointments, and all this was because of Jiulingtang.

From initially expecting Jiulingtang to be despised by the doctors in the capital, to expecting Jiulingtang to be disliked by the people, to hoping that Jiulingtang would be involved in the royal family's disaster and be angered by the emperor, to simply dying in the smallpox epidemic, to being ruined by Lu Yunqishou, every expectation ended in disappointment.

Whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, Jiulingtang did not fall as he wished.

Some time ago, Jun Jiuling finally fled the capital in disgrace. Without the genius doctor in charge, Jiulingtang is no longer a medical clinic or pharmacy. Is Jiulingtang finally going to be finished this time?

Jiang Youshu was in high spirits and prepared to take back his territory, but he didn't expect that there were still not many princes and nobles who asked him to treat their illnesses, and they still pointed to the imperial doctors who had been instructed by Jiulingtang.

Moreover, many imperial physicians and other doctors would even prescribe medicine from Jiulingtang.

Jiulingtang still has business every day. Although Miss Jun and the male shopkeeper are not in the capital, there is another girl in town.

This girl would go to see everyone who came with a prescription to get medicine. Although she was not a doctor, she would meet the patient, meet the doctor who prescribed the medicine, listen to the doctor's explanation of the condition, and after hearing and seeing it herself, she would deliver the medicine.

Although Miss Jun is not in Jiuling Hall, the medicine is still being prepared continuously, and it is made by this girl.

This girl is not Miss Jun, nor is she Miss Jun's apprentice. She only claims to be a cashier.

Are the medicines made by a bookstore real or fake?

"Will you die if you eat it?" someone questioned sarcastically.

Faced with questioning, the girl simply tilted her head back and swallowed the medicine the man wanted to buy, shocking everyone.

"As long as I am alive, I will not sell you the medicine from Jiulingtang." She said it crisply.

This is even more powerful than Miss Jun back then.

There is no magnanimity to save the world here. It's too much to open a clinic or a pharmacy. Anyone with a sense of dignity would spit in her face.

But Jiang Youshu overestimated the backbone of the people in Beijing. Perhaps he had lost his backbone after being worn down by Miss Jun, and he became addicted to this kind of humiliation. Even though the girl in front of him was not a miracle doctor, she was already eager to go after being scolded like that.

It's simply unreasonable.

I'll just eat you to death.

Jiang Youshu stood up a little irritated when he thought of this.

"But this time it's not some other medicine," said Doctor Geng. "It's the smallpox vaccine."

"Is it absolutely true?" Jiang Youshu said with a frown.

Doctor Geng felt a little aggrieved.

"Master, don't you believe in me, but still believe in Jiulingtang?" he said.

Jiang Youshu pouted, who would be willing to believe it?

"The news is still suppressed, but I have already found out that at least seven or eight children have died from the smallpox vaccine." Doctor Geng whispered again, "If the government hadn't suppressed it, it would have been a mess."

So many people died?

I've said before that this smallpox vaccine is not reliable at all.

Jiang Youshu's eyes sparkled.

"Such a big thing is still being suppressed?" he said in a deep voice.

Doctor Geng nodded.

"That Feng guy is suppressing his opinion, insisting that this is an isolated case." He whispered, "He also said that smallpox vaccines are poisonous, and that children's physical conditions are different, so something might happen. This could be due to the smallpox vaccine, or it could be due to other diseases. We can't say it's due to the smallpox vaccine just because they've been vaccinated. We have to verify it before we can make a conclusion."

Jiang Youshu sneered.

"Of course he wants to suppress it. He got everything he has now because of it. People are always unwilling to accept the loss and they are unwilling to accept it." He said, "But he is unwilling to accept it, and so are we. Those families whose children have died are also unwilling to accept it. I want to fight for these poor people."

Doctor Geng's eyes sparkled.

"Master, what should we do?" he asked.

"Go tell Lu Yunqi that I want to petition on behalf of the people," Jiang Youshu said.

Why did he need to tell Lu Yunqi when he was petitioning for the people? Doctor Geng soon figured it out. There was nothing in the world that was kept secret from the Jinyiwei. When Doctor Geng went to petition the emperor, he naturally needed Lu Yunqi to testify.

"Based on the hatred between Lu Yunqi and Miss Jun, he must be very happy." Jiang Youshu said with a sneer.

Just as he expected, when he gave his name, the Jinyiwei of Beizhen Fusi immediately and respectfully invited him in.

"Master, there are not many people who can be treated like this by the Jinyiwei." Doctor Geng said in a flattered and shocked voice.

This was certainly not because Lu Yunqi was in awe of his own superb medical skills, but because everyone disliked the same person.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Jiang Youshu knows this very well.

"Does Lord Lu know why I'm here?"

So when he saw the gloomy man sitting behind the desk, he spoke straight to the point.

Lu Yunqi nodded.

"I know," he said. "Something's wrong with the vaccine."

Jiang Youshu nodded with satisfaction.

"It is our duty to share the emperor's worries and seek happiness for the people," he said. "We cannot allow such things that harm lives to happen just because someone has created a big reputation."

Lu Yunqi nodded again.

"Yes," he said.

"Then it's Mr. Lao's turn." Jiang Youshu said.

Although Lu Yunqi was very polite to him, he felt uncomfortable facing this man and being in Beizhen Fusi.

"Then I'll take my leave. I'll go back and report tomorrow." He said, bowed to Lu Yunqi, and turned to leave.

"Master Jiang, please wait a moment." Lu Yunqi called him, his expression and voice were as dull as before, "There is something I need your help with."

How can I help you?

Jiang Youshu looked at him suspiciously.