Since Wuyou came to Baohetang, Sha Songyun felt as if his life had sprouted wings and soared to new heights. In front of the medicine cabinet of Baohetang, the manager Sha Songyun looked at the crowds coming and going, smiling from ear to ear.
He was happy that he had fulfilled his father's last wish, even surpassing him, and also happy that his momentary kindness in taking in Wuyou had brought him good fortune. But most of all, he was extremely satisfied with his now thriving business.
"Here you go, take this medicine and boil it for an hour..." Sha Songyun handed the packaged medicine to the patient in front of her. Her cute baby face smiled and became even more friendly, easily winning the favor of others.
Outside the Baohe Hall, a carriage moved slowly. The carriage was made of fine boxwood and decorated with fine silk. A light blue curtain with good light-blocking effect blocked the curious eyes of those outside. The horses were tall and strong, with powerful hooves, and were obviously of the highest quality.
Even the coachman had piercing eyes and a menacing gaze; he was clearly not a simple character, and his entire being screamed "don't mess with him."
Finally, the carriage stopped outside the Baohe Hall. A young gentleman stepped down first, dressed in a gentle blue robe, his smile radiating warmth and approachability. His dark hair was meticulously secured with a jade crown, further accentuating his refined and jade-like appearance. Even in the talent-rich city of Jinling, it was rare to encounter a young gentleman with such striking looks and presence.
"Mother, we've arrived." Song Yuan smiled and reached out his hand toward the carriage.
A meticulously maintained hand reached out from the carriage and gently rested on Song Yuan's hand. Then came the wide, purple sleeves embroidered with pale peach blossoms, exuding an indescribable elegance and grace. Madam Song wore a blue cloak, and a white veil obscured most of her face, revealing only a pair of gentle eyes. Although her face was hidden, her rosy complexion and bright, clear features were clearly visible.
"Mother, please be careful." Song Yuan carefully supported his mother, his eyes filled with worry for her. Although his mother's health had improved a lot recently, her former frail appearance still prevailed, making him subconsciously cautious.
"I'm fine." Madam Song smiled and shook her head. She knew her own body best; she hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time—a long-lost happiness. That's why she felt even more grateful to those who had given her all of this, and thankful for everything she had now.
"Madam Song and Young Master Song have arrived! Please come in. Doctor Jiang is still seeing patients and will be here shortly." Sha Songyun's eyes lit up when she saw the two of them. These were important customers! Naturally, she couldn't be neglected and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.
“Okay.” Song Yuan nodded. They had encountered this situation many times before, and had even witnessed the clinic’s reputation rise to prominence, so they were naturally adept at handling it. Given Doctor Jiang’s medical skills and abilities, it would be strange if no one sought him out.
They hadn't taken Wuyou's words seriously, dismissing them as mere boasting. Out of caution, they showed the prescription to an elderly imperial physician, who, over fifty years old, was so excited he nearly developed Parkinson's, exclaiming, "A master!" Had his health allowed, he probably would have already rushed to Wuyou to become his apprentice. Now, that old physician works as a minor resident doctor at Baohe Hall, content with his position, even though he had sternly refused the Emperor's offer to stay.
It was precisely because of this that they deeply realized just how high Wuyou's medical skills were—they were unfathomable and bottomless.
They then changed their plans and stayed in Jinling City for more than four months. Madam Song's health improved day by day, and although her condition was slightly worse, it gave them a glimmer of hope in their lost journey and a desire to live.
Sha Songyun didn't know the mother and son's identities, but could tell from their clothes and demeanor that they were from a wealthy family. Naturally, he was very careful in flattering these important customers, and being eloquent and pleasing to the eye, the group chatted quite happily.
"Young Master Song, Madam Song, you've arrived. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." A clear, cool voice rang out, lifting the curtains to reveal a young woman in a plain dress and a veiled face entering the inner room, her tone apologetic.
"It's alright. Dr. Jiang is doing a good deed by saving lives. What does it matter if we wait a little longer?" Madam Song smiled gently, and the room instantly shone with light.
After exchanging pleasantries, Wuyou took Madam Song's pulse and said in a relaxed tone, "Madam Song's heart ailment is something she has had since birth. It is extremely difficult to cure completely, but it is not difficult to control. The treatment you have received over this period of time has been effective. As long as you take the medicine on time according to the prescription I gave you, you will be fine."
Although they already had a feeling about it, the mother and son couldn't help but feel happy when they heard Wuyou say those words, and their faces were full of smiles.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Jiang. You saved my life. I will do anything you ask of me in the future, even at the cost of my life." Madam Song held Wuyou's hand, her face full of gratitude.
"Madam is too kind," Wuyou smiled faintly, her peach blossom eyes shimmering. On the contrary, her demeanor was much calmer.
"Dr. Jiang, I've been looking for you for over ten years, and you shamelessly call me 'sister.' I like you and am grateful to you. I wonder if you would be willing to be my sister?" Madam Song looked at Wuyou's face and said this as if possessed, startling everyone present into a daze.
Wuyou hadn't expected Madam Song to be so enthusiastic. As for the age difference, he wasn't too concerned; after all, he had reincarnated many times and no longer cared about such things. Madam Song clearly had a noble status; it seemed a bit too casual for her to recognize him as a sister! Wuyou wasn't naive enough to think that simply addressing each other as "sister" meant they had truly recognized each other as god-sisters and that there was genuine affection between them.
Song Yuan's jaw nearly dropped as he stared blankly at his mother, then turned away to look at Wang Wuyou's delicate yet slightly childish features. My goodness, Doctor Jiang is only a teenager, younger than me! How did she suddenly transform from a little sister into an aunt? My goodness, you really know how to find me an elder!
"Mother... Mother..." Song Yuan stammered, tugging at his mother's sleeve and squeezing his eyes desperately, hoping she could receive his brainwaves so his little heart wouldn't overload.
Unfortunately, Madam Song did not receive her son's brainwaves at all. When she said this, she was surprised herself. But how could she easily take back what she had said? Thinking about it carefully, taking in a younger sister would not be bad.
Looking at Madam Song's pitiful phoenix eyes, Wuyou inexplicably recalled a figure who always looked at him with those same pleading eyes, making it hard for him to refuse.
"Okay." That single word sealed the deal. Song Yuan's face fell. Oh no, this is bad!
"Xiao Yuan, quickly call her Auntie." Madam Song turned her head, a clear smile on her lips. Wu You also turned her head, her eyes cold.
Sure enough, it came true. Song Yuan looked helpless, but still obediently called her "Auntie".
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