Inside the Wen'an Hall, the shopkeeper was quietly waiting for Shen Yunjiao's arrival.
Today, Dr. Qi processed all the scheduled appointments this morning.
From the day the clinic opened, Shen Yunjiao established strict rules: after each patient's consultation, the relevant records had to be meticulously recorded by the manager and the doctor, and finally compiled into a booklet for her review.
As Shen Yunjiao entered the clinic, the manager immediately went to greet her, holding a booklet that recorded the day's consultations, and respectfully presented it to her.
"There are five guests today. You can check their conditions and the doctor's prescriptions in this book so that you can keep track of them," the shopkeeper said humbly, but his gaze couldn't help but drift toward the man behind Shen Yunjiao.
The man was tall and strong, with unusual eye color, deep-set features, and was extremely handsome.
Shen Yunjiao was carefully flipping through the booklets at the counter, while the man leaned lazily against the pillar behind him, arms crossed, his gaze occasionally shifting between Shen Yunjiao and the booklets, as if silently observing everything.
The shopkeeper stood aside, filled with curiosity, but dared not ask the mysterious man's identity.
After Shen Yunjiao finished reading the booklet, she handed it back to the shopkeeper.
She was about to lead Yelü Qi upstairs when, at that moment, the shopkeeper seemed to remember something. He patted his forehead, a look of sudden realization on his face. "This morning, Doctor Li asked a servant from the Fourth Clinic to bring some scar-reducing cream, saying that you wanted to use it, so I put it in the storeroom."
Shen Yunjiao nodded slightly upon hearing this, "I will naturally use it later. You should put it in a cool place and be careful not to expose it to the sun."
"Yes," the shopkeeper nodded in reply. "But Doctor Li asked me to pass on a message: he's searched through medical books these past few days, but hasn't yet found a single herb that can temporarily numb pain."
After Shen Yunjiao agreed, she told the shopkeeper to go about his business.
Yelü Qi looked at Shen Yunjiao's serious attitude at this moment, which was very different from her usual gentleness.
"Miss Chen's clinic looks quite nice," Yelü Qi casually remarked.
"Okay, come with me." Shen Yunjiao nodded lightly. She had agreed to help Yelü Qi with his illness, but they weren't close enough to chat casually.
Yelü Qi was led to a private room on the second floor for consultations. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong aroma of medicine.
Shen Yunjiao originally intended to gently close the door, but her fingers hesitated just as they were about to touch the door.
Yelü Qi is a dissolute man by nature. What if he tries to take advantage of me again?
After a moment's thought, she decided to leave the door open, allowing the scent of medicine to mingle with the outside air, while also making Yelü Qi's behavior impossible to hide under everyone's gaze.
Since Yelü Qi was a man, it wasn't a big deal for his upper body to be seen.
A moment of silence fell over the room, broken only by the calls of vendors and the sounds of traffic outside the window.
Shen Yunjiao's delicate hands were like frost as she focused intently on treating Yelü Qi's shoulder wound.
Her expression was calm and composed. Her slender fingers gently lifted the fabric of her clothes, revealing the hideous wound on Yelü Qi's shoulder.
Shen Yunjiao frowned slightly, then immediately took out a cotton ball from the medicine box, moistened it, and first cleaned off the surface stains. She then took out a few rare herbs, ground them finely, and sprinkled the powder evenly on the wound.
After washing her hands in the copper basin placed to the side, she got up to get the white gauze from the shelf.
Yelü Qi watched her retreating figure and suddenly asked, "Miss Chen, are you looking for painkillers?"
When Shen Yunjiao heard the word "painkiller" from ancient people for the first time, she was greatly surprised and even slowed down her movements.
She turned around, her eyes gleaming with barely concealed curiosity, yet she tried her best to maintain a calm tone. She asked softly, "Do you have painkillers?"
Upon hearing this, Yelü Qi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. "Of course there is. This medicine is a rare find in the world. After taking it, no matter how serious the injury, the body will hardly feel any pain."
Shen Yunjiao suddenly realized why he hadn't even frowned when she was cleaning his wound and applying medicine powder.
"Is this a secret medicine from the Northern Barbarians? Your Highness, could you give me a few pills?" Shen Yunjiao sat down next to Yelü Qi with the gauze in her hand, her eyes eager and her attitude very obedient and sincere.
Yelü's mouth felt slightly warm upon seeing this.
He raised an eyebrow with a half-smile and teased, "When there's trouble, it's Your Highness the Second Prince; when there's no trouble, it's Yelü Qi. Miss Shen really knows how to play the game."
Shen Yunjiao's lips twitched. She knew that instead of asking Yelü Qi for help, she would rather work hard and read through more medical books herself.
When Yelü Qi saw her suddenly fall silent and then concentrate on bandaging her wounds, a slight ripple of emotion stirred within him.
Her delicate face looked exceptionally beautiful in the sunlight, the downy hair shimmering with a faint, warm light, like dewdrops in the morning light, fresh and pure.
Yelü Zang jumped, as if drawn by an invisible force, and almost without thinking, he said, "I just happened to bring some with me."
Shen Yunjiao looked up in surprise, only to see Yelü Qi take out a red medicine bottle from his chest. "If you need it, I can give it to you."
Yelü Qi, who prided himself on being a seasoned veteran in matters of the heart, surprisingly felt a little shy under Shen Yunjiao's clear and straightforward gaze.
This subtle change also startled Yelü Qi.
Could it be that I've actually fallen for the woman in front of me?
Just as Yelü Qi was in a daze, Shen Yunjiao suddenly asked softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "Really for me? And what about you?"
"Of course I still have some," Yelü Qi replied calmly.
"Could you give me a few more bottles?" Shen Yunjiao asked after a moment's hesitation, her voice surprisingly pleading.
Seeing that Yelü Qi remained silent, she explained, "I really need this medicine."
Yelü Qi suddenly retorted, "If I give you the medicine and you use it in the Dayong army, wouldn't I be getting myself into trouble?"
Shen Yunjiao shook her head firmly and said, "Don't worry, I only want to use this medicine to cure my illness."
A complex emotion flashed in Yelü Qi's eyes. "If you really only use this medicine to treat your illness, I am naturally willing to help you. But if this medicine is used in the war against Dayong, you will only have one way out: death."
Shen Yunjiao shook her head and quickly explained to Yelü Qi that she wanted to perform a simple surgical procedure.
Originally, Yelü Qi was thought to be ignorant, but after listening, Yelü Qi was actually able to offer many opinions. However, at the end, he asked thoughtfully, "Where did Miss Shen learn this knowledge?"
Yelü Qi had been well-read since childhood, including many medical books. Shen Yunjiao told him that she had never read any medical books at all.
Yelü Qi was very curious. How could a young noblewoman with such superb medical skills know such complicated methods of saving lives?
Facing Yelü Qi's probing gaze, Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Yelü Qi was no ordinary man; it wouldn't be easy to fool him.
She braced herself and used the same excuse she had previously used to fool Xiao Huaijin.
“I was frail and sickly from childhood. My father spared no expense to invite famous doctors from all over the country to treat me. I often followed these doctors and naturally learned some things from them.”
"Is that so?" Yelü Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly not believing Shen Yunjiao's explanation.
In all the world, no divine healer would teach a patient how to treat illnesses while examining them. Shen Yunjiao's lie was far too far-fetched; it could only fool a three-year-old.
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