Doctor Huang and his apprentice walked over to Su Wenzhong. "Let's go, I'll go see your grandmother and mother now," Doctor Huang reminded Su Wenzhong, who was already frozen stiff.
Su Wenzhong glanced at Su Xingran, the woman who had once been his cousin, but she was no longer the Su Xingran he remembered. The girl before him was wearing a new thick cotton coat, cotton trousers, and new thick cotton shoes, with cotton gloves on her hands, a scarf around her neck, and a knitted hat on her head. She seemed to be doing very well, and she was becoming more and more beautiful.
By the time Su Wenzhong came to his senses, Doctor Huang and Su Xingran had already gone outside. He looked at his tattered cotton-padded coat, his old cotton-padded shoes with holes, and his hands cracked from the cold. He hadn't even brought an umbrella when he went out; he had braved the snow to run to find Doctor Huang.
Su Wenzhong shook his head, somewhat self-deprecatingly. Everyone else's family was getting better and better, while his own was getting worse and worse. Watching the master and apprentice walk away, he quickly followed.
Along the way, Doctor Huang held an umbrella, and Su Xingran supported him as the master and apprentice walked slowly and steadily on the snow-covered road. Su Wenzhong, walking behind, watched this scene in a daze.
Su Xingran looked remarkably like Doctor Huang's granddaughter, and Doctor Huang looked remarkably like Su Xingran's grandfather. The young granddaughter supporting her elderly grandfather—this should have been a heartwarming scene between Su Xingran and her grandfather, Su Zhengde. Su Wenzhong wondered what his grandfather would think if he saw this.
The master and apprentice arrived at Old Su's house, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard cries of pain coming from inside the house. Doctor Huang put his umbrella away in the corner of the house and went inside with Su Xingran, who was carrying a medicine box.
The group of Su Laoda and his companions, who were sitting inside the house warming themselves by the fire, were somewhat taken aback when they saw Doctor Huang and Su Xingran walk in. They were mainly stunned by Su Xingran's appearance.
Doctor Huang looked at the mother and daughter-in-law, who were crying out in pain on a tattered mat on the ground. He went over and began to take their pulses, but he was a little puzzled as he did so.
The pulse didn't seem like that of someone who was sick, but if it wasn't, then the pain was quite strange. Dr. Huang felt that after decades of practicing medicine, he had encountered a difficult problem today.
Su Xingran watched her master from the side, her brows furrowing, her expression shifting between confusion and bewilderment. She felt a little guilty. This kind of poison, belonging to ancient medicine, was truly undetectable to the average person.
"How are you two feeling right now?" Doctor Huang asked Old Mrs. Su and Zhao Xiaohua as he put down his hand that was taking their pulses.
"It hurts, my whole body aches, Dr. Huang, please find a way to stop the pain!" Old Mrs. Su pleaded, grabbing Dr. Huang's sleeve.
“Dr. Huang, me too. My mother-in-law and I get like this every time it’s cold and snowy these past few years. It was a little better the last two years, the pain wasn’t too bad, but this year it’s just too painful, I can’t bear it.” Zhao Xiaohua was in so much pain that she bit her lip until it bled.
Dr. Huang listened to the two men's descriptions and felt even more puzzled. "In my decades of medical practice, this is the first time I've encountered a case like yours. I can't see any symptoms from your pulse that could cause pain in your bones all over your body."
"Excuse me for being frank, but I can't diagnose what's wrong with you. I can only prescribe some painkillers to relieve your pain. You can go to the town hospital for a checkup to see if they can find out what's wrong."
Hearing that even Dr. Huang didn't know what was wrong, Old Mrs. Su and Zhao Xiaohua were on the verge of tears. With the snow falling, they couldn't leave town at all, and besides, none of the doctors in town were as skilled as Dr. Huang.
On the way back, Dr. Huang asked Su Xingran, "Xingran, what are your thoughts on the illnesses of those two women, mother and daughter-in-law?"
"If even you, Master, can't tell, then I'm even less capable." Su Xingran didn't dare to look in her master's direction.
Doctor Huang glanced at his apprentice. Well, the kind of person who always avoids looking directly at others when he feels guilty. He didn't need to overthink this; his apprentice was quite vengeful.
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