Shen Yuhan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Shen Qiunian sharply, and said in a cold voice: "I'm just reminding you that you'd better be more careful, so that you don't get implicated in the end."
When Shen Qiunian saw Shen Yuhan's tough tone, the anger in his heart suddenly surged.
He has always been proud and arrogant, so how could he tolerate others threatening him like this, especially Shen Yuhan.
He stood up suddenly and sneered, "It's not your turn to meddle in my affairs. I know Xiaoya better than you do. If you really want to do good for me, don't meddle in my affairs."
Seeing Shen Qiu Nian being so stubborn, Shen Yuhan felt a little angry in his heart, but he knew that saying more would be useless and would only make Shen Qiu Nian more hostile to him.
The next day, the morning sun shone through the clinic's window onto the table.
Fang Qingyue sat at the examination table early in the morning, flipping through the medical book in her hand.
It was quiet inside and outside the clinic. Occasionally, passers-by would stop, look towards the clinic, and marvel at the superb medical skills of this young female doctor.
The blind girl Fang Chiyue walked into the house gently, her steps steady and a faint smile on her face.
Fang Qingyue noticed her arrival, looked up and smiled, "Chi Yue, is there anything I can help you with today?"
Fang Chiyue walked to the table and said softly, "Sister, an elderly patient came to see me today and said he needed a very important herbal ingredient, but I went to the nearby pharmacies and couldn't find it."
Fang Qingyue frowned slightly and asked with concern, "What kind of medicinal herbs are they? Why are they so hard to find?"
She took out a piece of paper with the name of a medicine written on it from her bosom and handed it to Fang Qingyue. It was a medicine called Baiji.
"This medicinal ingredient is very rare, but it is absolutely indispensable for the patient's condition."
"I'm worried that if I delay any further, it will affect my condition."
Fang Qingyue took the note, looked down at it, and a trace of thought flashed in her eyes.
She recalled and suddenly remembered that her master had mentioned when she was learning medicine that this rare medicinal material might be stored in the master's medicine house.
"Chi Yue, the master should have some in stock. I'll go find him and see if I can get this herb for the patient."
There was a hint of determination in Fang Qingyue's tone. She knew the importance of this medicinal herb and that it could not be delayed.
Fang Chiyue nodded and said gratefully, "Then I'll trouble you, sister."
Fang Qingyue comforted him, "Don't worry, the patient's condition is the most important thing. I will be back as soon as possible."
She quickly packed her belongings, put on her cloak, and walked out of the clinic.
In the early morning, the streets are bustling with vendors setting up stalls.
Fang Qingyue walked through the noisy crowd and headed straight towards her master's medicine room.
Soon, Fang Qingyue arrived at her master's medicine house. The medicine house was located in a quiet alley in the capital, surrounded by green trees and various medicinal herbs planted in the courtyard.
There is a mottled wooden sign hanging in front of the door, with three big characters "Wancaotang" written on it. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, showing the owner's profound writing skills.
Fang Qingyue gently pushed open the wooden door and walked into the yard.
The courtyard is filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, the flowers and plants are lush, and a few birds are singing happily in the trees. The whole medicine house looks peaceful and harmonious.
She walked straight to the main hall and saw her master sitting at the desk, holding an ancient book in his hand with a focused expression.
"Master." Fang Qingyue called softly and bowed slightly.
When the master heard the voice, he raised his head and looked at Fang Qingyue with a kind look.
He put down the ancient book in his hand and said with a smile, "Qingyue, what brings you here? Is there something you want to ask for?"
Fang Qingyue stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master, I came here today to ask for something.
There is a patient in the clinic who is in urgent need of a medicinal herb called 'Bletilla striata', but I have searched all the pharmacies in the city and couldn't find it.
I remembered that my master had mentioned that you might have some in stock, so I came to ask you for some."
Upon hearing this, the master's eyes flashed with thought, and then he nodded: "Bletilla striata is indeed rare, but it does have miraculous effects on some diseases.
I remember there are still some stocks in the pharmacy in the backyard of the medicine house, you can go and get them yourself."
After expressing his gratitude, he turned and walked towards the pharmacy in the backyard.
Inside the pharmacy, there are many medicine cabinets, and various medicinal materials are neatly arranged in different cabinets according to their categories and functions. The air is filled with a faint herbal aroma, which makes people feel at ease.
She skillfully walked to a corner, opened a cabinet, took out a few white hyacinths, and carefully packed them in a cloth bag.
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard light footsteps coming from the front hall, as if someone was entering the medicine house.
Fang Qingyue was slightly stunned, then suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked to the door, gently pushed open a gap, and quietly observed the movements in the front hall.
She saw a maid dressed simply but exquisitely standing in front of her master, with her head lowered and a hint of nervousness on her face.
The maid was wearing a thin mask on her head, revealing only a pair of clear eyes. It was obvious that she didn't want people to recognize her identity easily.
Fang Qingyue's eyes fixed, and she suddenly felt a little confused.
The figure of this maid seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
She closed the door gently, stood aside, and listened carefully.
The maidservant whispered, "Old sir, my master asked me to come to you for a consultation. I hope you can keep it a secret."
The master nodded slightly, his tone still gentle: "Don't worry, young lady. I always abide by the medical code and won't tell anyone anything. If you feel unwell, please sit down and let me take your pulse."
Upon hearing this, the maid hesitated for a moment, then slowly sat down and stretched out her wrist.
The master carefully took the pulse, closed his eyes and examined it calmly. After a moment, his brows furrowed slightly and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
Fang Qingyue could hear it clearly behind the door. Her master's reaction made her even more confused, and she couldn't help holding her breath.
She recalled the maid's figure and demeanor, and suddenly remembered that this maid was actually Li Yijun's personal maid in the Shen Mansion.
Fang Qingyue suddenly felt uneasy. Li Yajun had always been strict with the rules. Why would this maid come to the master for a medical consultation at this time, and even keep it a secret?
After a moment, the master sighed softly, his tone heavy: "Girl, you are pregnant."
These words hit Fang Qingyue's heart like a heavy hammer, and she was suddenly startled.
The Shen family has always had strict rules, especially regarding the behavior of maids. If a maid secretly commits adultery and becomes pregnant, she will be severely punished. If this matter gets out, the maid will probably not escape.
The maid trembled slightly when she heard this, then knelt down, her voice trembling, "Old sir, please help me keep this secret, I beg you! I...I didn't mean to do it, it was just...it was just an accident, and I don't want anyone else to know."
The master's expression became serious, and he looked at her gravely: "Young lady, do you know what this means? If your master knew about this, I'm afraid he would not let you off easily."
After hearing what her master said, the maid showed extreme despair and was obviously extremely afraid of her future fate.
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