Song Tangxue held her hand without speaking, tears streaming down her face like broken beads. These few words had exhausted all of Haitang's strength, and Haitang closed her eyes again, panting.
Song Tangxue sat in the crabapple grove until dawn.
The next day, Song Tangxue picked up Haitang and walked out of the courtyard with a determined look in her eyes. The carriage was already waiting outside.
When Song's mother saw this, she sneered, "You're making such a fuss over a maid? Anyone would think she's your lover."
"She doesn't look like a proper lady at all; she's a laughing stock."
"I wonder if you would be this filial when your parents died."
Song Tangxue paused, turned around, her eyes calm, but Song's mother sensed murderous intent beneath that calm and unconsciously took a few steps back.
"Mother, you should mind your own business. Instead of keeping an eye on me, you should look at Mr. Song." Song Tangxue planted a seed of doubt in Song's mother's heart.
"Of course, if my mother wants to see me observe mourning, she can try it herself."
Now is not the time to argue with Song's mother; time is of the essence. The coachman pulled the reins, and the carriage sped away.
Song's mother was a little suspicious. Did this little girl know something? What was Song's father doing outside?
Carrying Haitang, the carriage sped along until it stopped in front of Wanyitang. Morning mist shrouded the capital, and a light drizzle fell. Cuixi held up an umbrella to shield Song Tangxue from the rain.
Holding Haitang's feverish body, Song Tangxue walked step by step into the Wanyi Hall. Upon seeing this, the young apprentice inside quickly came forward, took Haitang, and led her into the inner room.
The crabapple tree is already like a bowstring twirling at its limit, barely able to breathe.
"Is the Master of Spiritual Medicine here today?" Song Tangxue asked in a hoarse voice, her head throbbing from not sleeping all night.
The young apprentice nodded and brought her a cup of hot tea: "Yes, sir."
Song Tangxue slumped into a chair as if all her strength had been drained, and only then did she feel half relieved. With the Spirit Medicine Master there, Haitang should be alright.
"Do you think the Master of Spiritual Medicine will bully us when he takes on apprentices?" It was still early, and a few young apprentices in the pharmacy gathered together and chatted.
"I don't know, I just hope it's someone easy to get along with," another child said, looking somewhat worried.
Song Tangxue turned her dizzy head. The Spiritual Healer Master was going to take on a disciple?
If you ask who the Master of Miraculous Healing is, he is the one who can bring the dead back to life and whose medical skills are so miraculous that he could cure all the wounded. If he didn't want to get involved in the palace intrigues, he would be the head of the Imperial Medical Academy.
A thought stirred in my mind: I had learned some medical skills in my past life, but they were by no means truly masterful.
If she had mastered her medical skills, Haitang would no longer suffer this torment. Thinking of Haitang, Song Tangxue felt a heartache so intense that she could hardly breathe.
A perfectly healthy person was tortured to the point of barely having a breath left.
With her heart pounding in her chest, Song Tangxue walked around the pharmacy, trying to ease the stiffness in her limbs and calm her anxiety.
The longer time goes by, the more uneasy I feel.
Finally, the master healer emerged, dressed in white, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, though his eyes showed a hint of weariness.
Song Tangxue rushed forward anxiously, asking, "Doctor Xie, how is the situation?"
"She's alright now." Doctor Xie also breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the woman in the morning, he felt that she was not going to make it. But with the idea that doctors should always put others first, Doctor Xie still took her pulse.
This is really bad: "Luckily, someone was keeping her alive before she came, otherwise she wouldn't have made it here."
The voice was like heavenly music, leaving Song Tangxue's heart blank. The next sentence was so light that she could hardly hear it.
“It was Miss who kept Haitang alive.” Cuixi was also pleasantly surprised: “Sister Haitang only came back to life after taking the medicine Miss gave her last night.”
Doctor Xie looked at Song Tangxue with some surprise. At such a young age, her medical skills were so remarkable: "May I ask who your teacher is, young lady?"
It must be because of some expert guidance. If we could exchange some medical knowledge, that would be wonderful. The prescription for sustenance is quite ingenious.
With a smile, Song Tangxue shook her head: "I know a little bit, but it's all self-taught, and it's hardly something I'd call a proper scholar."
Doctor Xie was even more surprised. Seeing that her complexion was not good, he did not ask any further questions: "I will prescribe you a calming medicine. Go back and get a good night's sleep."
Having been on edge all night, Song Tangxue felt like her head was about to explode with pain now that she had finally relaxed.
He entrusted Cuixi to take care of Haitang, and then went back to his residence to catch up on some sleep.
She bumped into Song Tangli as soon as she got off the carriage. Perhaps her status as the Crown Princess yesterday gave her confidence. Song Tangli swayed her hips and asked with a happy expression, "What are you doing so early in the morning, sister?"
Song Tangxue paid the fare and lazily glanced at Song Tangli: "I don't need to report to you where I'm going, do I?"
As she was about to leave, Song Tangli, having received a benefit, began to make a scene.
"I'm just scared. The wedding is just around the corner, and my sister keeps sneaking out like this every day. People who don't know better might think she's keeping someone else on the side. They can't wait a single day longer." Song Tangli's mouth was still foul and unpleasant.
"Song Tangli, you haven't even taken the position of Crown Princess yet." Song Tangxue warned her, watching as Song Tangli's raised tail drooped.
This matter still requires Song Tangxue's cooperation. Song Tangli knew that this was not the time to provoke Song Tangxue, but she just couldn't help herself.
Song Tangxue ignored her, her head throbbing badly.
After resting for a day, Song Tangxue couldn't wait to go to Wanyitang the next day, which was different from the deserted place the day before.
At the same time today, a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance, whispering and discussing something, completely blocking the entrance to Wan Yi Tang.
Song Tangxue leaned over and listened for a few moments.
"The master healer is taking on apprentices? Is he the same master healer who saved a city's population?"
"Yes, after the great disaster a few years ago, when the plague was rampant, it was this master healer who miraculously cured people and developed a prescription that saved countless lives."
“When Master Xie practiced medicine in our village before, there was an old man who was almost dead. He was brought back to life by Master Xie’s medicine after a few doses. The people in that house were poor, and Master Xie didn’t charge them for the medicine.”
"Medical Master Xie is truly a divine physician reincarnated, dedicated to saving lives..."
"..."
Hearing the crowd's chatter, he learned that Doctor Xie had a very good reputation among the people, and that people were flocking to the apprenticeship ceremony today.
Many high-ranking officials and nobles send their children here to try their luck. Doctor Xie's medical skills are rare in the world. If one learns them well, the benefits to the family will be irreplaceable.
Song Tangxue thought about Xie Lingyi's apprentice-acceptance ceremony in her previous life. No one could solve that question, but with her memories of her previous life, she was sure to pass.
He couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, and his anticipation for the future grew stronger.
Thinking of Haitang, who had lingered in bed all night, Song Tangxue's resolve grew stronger.
A tall figure flashed through my mind, along with Xie Qianzhong.
Having someone you want to protect makes you want to become a better version of yourself, bringing those you care about under your wings.
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