Chapter 152 I Didn't Mean To
"My purse!" Ye Wanning exclaimed as she chased after him.
But she had been in poor health since childhood and lacked strength; she would be out of breath after running just a few steps. Seeing the thief about to escape, Ye Wanning was so anxious she almost cried.
Just then, a familiar figure rushed out from the side, moved swiftly, grabbed the thief's wrist, and twisted it gently.
The thief cried out and fell to the ground, his purse dropping to the floor. "You dare to steal in the capital? You've got some nerve," Pei Zhi said, his voice as cold as ice.
He picked up the purse and handed it to Ye Wanning, then said to the approaching police officers, "Take the person away and punish him according to the law." The police officers quickly agreed and dragged the thief away.
Ye Wanning took the purse and looked at Pei Zhi with heartfelt gratitude: "Thank you so much today, otherwise I would never have found my purse."
"Don't run so fast next time, and don't leave your purse exposed." Pei Zhi's tone softened as he reached out to wipe the sweat from her face. "Aren't you afraid of getting tired running so fast?"
Ye Wanning's ears suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I didn't mean to, I was just too anxious."
The cloth shop owner walked over and said, "General Pei really cares about Madam Pei. That move just now was really powerful! Madam Pei is so lucky to have such a powerful backer."
Ye Wanning blushed even more. Just as she was about to thank him, Pei Zhi picked up the fabric she had chosen and said to the shopkeeper, "Check out."
After paying the bill, Pei Zhi held the fabric and said to Ye Wanning, "I'll take you home." Ye Wanning nodded and followed him outside.
The two didn't speak on the way. Ye Wanning looked at Pei Zhi's profile and remembered the misunderstanding from last time—that time she and Physician Liu were discussing the patient's condition at the clinic, and Pei Zhi saw them. He looked very unhappy and ignored her for several days.
Later, Pei Zhi said it wasn't that he didn't trust her, but that he was afraid she would be schemed against by Physician Liu, but she was still angry. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke: "Last time... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have distrusted you."
Pei Zhi turned his head to look at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "It's all in the past, don't take it to heart." He paused, "If anything happens in the future, you can ask me directly, don't overthink it."
Ye Wanning nodded, the slight unease in her heart gradually disappearing. Perhaps this man wasn't as terrible as she thought; it was just that the shadows of her past life were too heavy, and she needed time.
Upon arriving at the clinic, Pei Zhi handed over a bolt of cloth: "Go in, and go back to your residence to rest early." Ye Wanning took it: "You should rest early too."
As late autumn grew colder, the number of patients at the clinic increased. On this particular day, as soon as Ye Wanning arrived at the clinic, she saw an elderly woman in military uniform being helped in by her maid.
The old lady was deathly pale, coughing incessantly, and struggling to breathe. "Madam Pei, please save my husband!" The old lady knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face.
"My master is a former general who guards the country. He has contracted a strange illness, and the imperial physicians all say there is no cure. Please have mercy on him!"
Ye Wanning quickly helped her up: "Grandma, please get up. I'll go check on the general's condition first; perhaps there's still hope."
Following the old lady to the former General Zhenguo's mansion, Ye Wanning saw the general lying on the bed, his face pale and his lips purple, already half-conscious.
She stepped forward to take his pulse, examined his tongue and eyes, and quickly made a diagnosis—late-stage tuberculosis, severe but not yet beyond saving.
“Don’t worry, old man,” Ye Wanning stood up. “Although the general’s illness is serious, it can still be cured. I will write a prescription. You can get the medicine according to the prescription, decoct three doses every day and take them on time. Come back for a follow-up visit in half a month.”
The old lady kowtowed several times, saying, "Thank you, Madam Pei! You're even more kind than a living Buddha!"
Ye Wanning wrote out the prescription and gave instructions before leaving. For the next two weeks, she also sent people to the General's Mansion to inquire about the patient's condition and adjust the prescription accordingly.
Two weeks later, the former General Zhenguo was able to get out of bed and walk. Although he still needed recuperation, his life was no longer in danger.
On this day, the former General Zhenguo personally brought the old lady to the clinic, carrying the plaque that read "Miraculous Healing Hands," and bowed deeply to Ye Wanning.
"Madam Pei, thank you for saving my life! The imperial physicians all said I was beyond saving, but you used your true skills to give me a second life!"
People gathered around and praised, "Madam Pei is truly a miracle doctor! She can cure illnesses that even the imperial physicians couldn't!"
"From now on, if you're sick, just go to Madam Pei, you can't go wrong!"
Ye Wanning smiled and said, "General, you're too kind. I only did what I was supposed to do. You should rest and recuperate, and don't overwork yourself."
At this moment, Li Yanran slowly walked over, lifting her skirt. Seeing this scene, she pouted and deliberately said loudly, "Madam Pei is just lucky to have encountered a treatable illness. If it were a difficult or complicated disease, it wouldn't be possible."
The former General Zhenguo's expression changed, and he turned to look at her coldly: "What do you mean by that, Miss Li? I consulted famous doctors all over the capital, and even the imperial physicians were helpless. It was Madam Pei who cured me with her true skills. Do you dare to say that she was just lucky?"
Li Yanran's face flushed red; she hadn't expected the general to speak up for Ye Wanning. She wanted to retort, but everyone around her was looking at her with displeasure, so she could only say sheepishly, "I was just saying, don't take it to heart." Then she ran off quickly.
People cursed, "That's outrageous! He's incompetent himself, yet he can't stand to see others succeed!" "Don't let this kind of person come to the clinic again; he's interfering with Madam Pei's treatment!"
Ye Wanning didn't mind and said to the general, "General, don't take it to heart. Miss Li was just saying it casually."
The general nodded and bowed again: "I will never forget Madam Pei's great kindness. If you need any help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."
After seeing the general and the old lady off, Ye Wanning was about to return to the clinic when she saw Pei Zhi standing not far away, holding a food box in his hand.
He walked over and handed over the food box: "I just bought these red bean paste cakes from the pastry shop; they're your favorite."
Ye Wanning took it, feeling a warm glow in her heart: "Why are you here?"
"I heard you cured the former General Zhenguo's illness, so I came to see you." Pei Zhi's tone was calm, but it revealed his satisfaction. "Congratulations."
"Thank you too, for helping me investigate Doctor Wang before, and for this time..."
“It’s all the proper thing to do.” Pei Zhi interrupted her. “It’s getting late. You should go back to the clinic and rest. Don’t overwork yourself.”
Recently, several medicinal herbs at the clinic have been acting strangely, leading Ye Wanning to suspect the herb supplier of foul play. After investigating, she discovered the supplier had a separate clinic in the suburbs, and she planned to go there to gather evidence.
When Pei Zhi found out, fearing for her safety, he said directly, "I'll go with you."
The two took a carriage to a villa on the outskirts of the city. The villa was very remote, surrounded by woods, and looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time.
"Let's split up and look for evidence, be careful," Pei Zhi said to Ye Wanning. Ye Wanning nodded, took a lantern and went into the east wing, while Pei Zhi went to the west wing.
The east wing was piled high with medicinal herbs. Ye Wanning searched carefully and finally found an account book under a large pile of herbs—it contained evidence of the herb merchants selling inferior or counterfeit products.
"Found it!" Ye Wanning exclaimed happily. Just as she was about to look for Pei Zhi, the sky suddenly darkened and a strong wind picked up, looking like it was going to rain.
"Let's find somewhere to take shelter from the rain first, and go back when the rain stops." Pei Zhi walked over, frowning as he looked outside.
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