Chapter 34
Before noon, the perilla leaves that were bought had been brought back and boiled into a decoction together with the other medicines.
Teng Xieji prepared a prescription with cinnabar powdered with water and gave it to Yue Qingning and Que Ming to drink. Sure enough, after half a day, the heat in their bodies subsided by seven points, and their pulses returned to normal, and they seemed to have improved significantly.
So the cold medicine was also sent to Qingzhe and the doctor, and they both woke up soon after drinking it.
The shadow that had shrouded the capital and the Yue family finally dissipated. Five days later, Yue Qingning finally walked out of the yard and met his mother safely.
Mrs. Zhong pulled her daughter into her arms, her tears and the sound intertwined, making her eyes wet.
"Mom, I'm fine, aren't I? If you cry like this, your daughter will cry too!"
She hugged the man tightly, and when she opened her mouth, her tone was full of sadness.
"How dare you isolate yourself like this and tell us not to get close? If anything happens to you, I'll die!"
Her son contracted the plague and fell into a coma, and her daughter was also infected with the plague blood and said she had to be separated from everyone. If she didn't have to take care of Qingtang, she would have rushed in to stay with her daughter and take care of the two sick children until they recovered.
But she couldn't. She was the only backbone of the mansion. If she fell, the entire Yue Mansion would be out of control, and who knows how much trouble would be caused.
Fortunately, both children survived the catastrophe safely! The Buddhist scriptures say: "Those who survive a great catastrophe will surely enjoy good fortune in the future." Those who survive a great catastrophe will have a good life, at least a peaceful and stable life. Qingning and Qingzhe have finally made it through this difficult time and are finally on the mend!
After looking at her daughter in her arms again and again and finally confirming that she was not feeling unwell at all, Mrs. Zhong noticed the thin young man following behind her.
After this incident, Que Ming lost a lot of weight, especially with a circle of gauze wrapped around his neck, he looked like a dangling wooden frame.
She knew in her heart that it must be Que Ming who was taking care of Qingning inside, so she waved to him.
When the people came over, Zhong was relieved, "Queming has worked hard too! Fortunately, you two are fine. If you can get through this, you will have a good life in the future!"
He looked at Zhong's gentle and kind smile, and his heart seemed to be filled with the warmth in the smile.
He thought that the things he lost in his life would never be regained, but he was stubborn for so long, and when he looked up, he found that he was not completely penniless.
He has a teacher to encourage and teach him, and a mistress to take care of him.
And... Qingning.
So, it seemed like they hadn't lacked anything. They had already survived the deadly disease, and standing beside them, they were actually much luckier than the others.
If Qingning hadn't spoken five years ago, who knows how miserable his life would be today. He would have become a dark, dangerous beast, blinded by hatred, hating everyone and everything in the world.
If she really became like that, he himself wouldn't even want to look at her any more.
The evil ghost twisted in the ground can only walk in the shadows. How can he have the chance to see the light that he can see by looking up?
The haze passed, and everyone felt relieved and happy, with smiles on their faces and relaxed expressions as they spoke.
However, Yue Qingning noticed the silence of one person. There were five or six people between him and her, and he was looking up at the sky.
Today, the sky is so blue that not even a cloud can be found. She is also looking for something in this empty blue, but unfortunately, her mood is different and she cannot find what he is thinking.
When she lowered her head, she saw the invisible person in the sky smiling at her from the ground. The smile filled her entire stunning face, reflecting some unknowable emotions.
It was a pity that the man in front of her had already put layers of armor in his heart. Every bit of unusualness made her suspect that he must be pretending. He didn't even need to hide it anymore. She wouldn't believe it even if he said it out loud.
The two looked at each other, each feeling uneasy in their hearts, with all kinds of emotions surrounding them, which led to a situation where no third person knew about it.
Yue Qingning lowered his head secretly, thinking that Que Ming was indeed difficult to kill, so he had finally escaped! He even calmly planned his next murder in his heart.
He was completely unaware, quietly enjoying the gentle tone of her voice as she answered him from a distance.
The only short period of time they could enjoy was still disturbed by others. Teng Xieji walked through the crowd to find Qingning and discussed something important with her.
She knew that what made Sister Teng so worried must be a big deal, so she quickly followed her out of the crowd and returned to her own boudoir.
"What is it that my sister wants to say?"
Teng Xieji seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if she couldn't open her mouth. Seeing her like this, Yue Qingning guessed what was going on.
It was the Luo family. She wanted to give the revised prescription to the Luo family.
The doctor only cared about curing illnesses and saving lives. The Luo family, with over a hundred members, couldn't possibly stand by and watch someone die. But she was also a close friend of the doctor's, and their families were even older. The Luo family had hurt Qingzhe and brought them so much hardship, so she couldn't bring herself to hand over the prescription.
Seeing her struggling over and over again, Yue Qingning covered his mouth and sneered.
"You...what are you laughing at?"
Teng Xieji's heart, which was originally troubled by this matter, seemed to be relieved by her smile. The heavy matter that was weighing on her heart was not worth mentioning in front of her smile, and she even felt that it was a somewhat absurd joy.
Yue Qingning smiled and pulled her aside, "Sister, are you worried about whether the prescription should be given to the Luo family?"
“…” She fell silent again.
Yue Qingning tapped her cheek in amusement and made a dimple on her lips.
"Sister, why don't you understand now? Just give the prescription to uncle, and the Imperial Hospital will naturally make the arrangements. It's not something you and I can change with just a few words. Why make it so difficult for yourself?"
Teng Xieji knew it very well. She was just afraid that the Yue family would be unhappy and would not let her hand over the prescription. The prescription was stuck in her hands. Not to mention what would happen to the Luo family, if the people outside continued to wait, who knows how many people would die during the waiting period!
Fortunately, Qingning knew her and also knew that innocent people should not be implicated.
She breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought Qingning, you..."
I thought it was her brother who was hurt, and she would lose her mind and make things difficult for others.
Yue Qingning knew what she was going to say, so he didn't want to embarrass her any further and nodded to indicate that she didn't need to say anything more.
The Luo family was abominable, and they would certainly be punished, but she couldn't bear to see other servants and slaves in the mansion get infected. Ever since Que Ming's actions had forced her to think, she had also felt a different feeling towards the servants who served her.
Servants are also human beings, just like these noble young men and women. They all have parents and brothers who care about them and they all try their best for their future.
Thinking this way, she felt the heartache of all the people in the world. If a hundred families were to be destroyed for one person, it would be a loss! She would rather save the enemy as well. In the future, the evildoer would have his own judgment. As long as justice was done, she would not worry.
Not daring to delay, Teng Xieji put aside his worries and quickly rushed to the palace with the prescription.
Before she even entered the Imperial Hospital, the noise inside already revealed the impatience of the doctors inside. With so many people coming and going, no one noticed her at all. Teng Xieji stood at the door for a long time, but now she was thinking of backing out.
The plague prescription was written by her father. She had once seen some doubts about the cinnamon twig in the prescription and had told him about it. But her father had clearly assured her that there would be no problem. Yet, the prescription was wrong, and wrong in such a ridiculous way.
Cinnamon twigs are hot in nature and are not suitable for people who have fainted due to high fever to take, but she trusts her father too much and has too much faith in his medical skills. After all, she was brought up by her father himself, so she would never doubt him, no matter who she is.
How could the father be wrong?
He would never make a mistake. He must have been unable to tell the difference at the moment. There must be other reasons. As long as I meet him this time, I will get an explanation.
But she hesitated before listening to the explanation. She had already considered all the possibilities, but her intuition told her that she would not get the answer she wanted to hear this time.
As soon as you enter the door, the fragrance of medicine fills the air.
The pharmacists who came and went were also very busy when they saw her. They were not surprised to see Miss Teng coming to the Imperial Hospital on weekdays, and they were in urgent need of people at that time, so they just nodded to her and went about their own business without stopping.
Teng Xiji finally saw his father's back in the crowd. On both sides of the huge long desk, there were three or four imperial physicians who were looking through medical books and writing down the key prescriptions for reference.
She walked around to the side and saw Teng Yan, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, sitting in the main seat with a frown on his face, not daring to be distracted, and not even noticing her arrival.
Teng Xieji stared at the sleeve where he had copied the prescription. The ink stains on it had become a continuous patch. His complexion looked even worse, with dark circles under his eyes. His hair was tied up in a mess, and he was unaware that two strands of hair were hanging on his back.
How could her father, who worked so hard day and night for the epidemic, deliberately change the prescription? It must be her illusion.
She stood beside him and called him softly.
"Father, I'm here."
Teng Yan finally looked up from his book after hearing this. He glanced at her briefly and said, "Come on! Sit across from me! I'm short of help here. Please help me take the newly written prescription back and try it out."
When Teng Xieji heard that he already had a new prescription, he felt a little comforted. Perhaps his father would realize that by replacing cinnamon twigs with perilla leaves in this prescription, the epidemic would be cured!
She waited like this for a long time until her father across the street finally threw her a prescription. She couldn't wait to open it and saw that what was written on it was not the revised prescription, but a new prescription.
Rhubarb, Atractylodes macrocephala, Platycodon grandiflorum, Sichuan pepper, cinnamon heart, Aconitum, Smilax china...
The more she read, the colder she felt. She put her hand down dejectedly. Now, no matter how reluctant she was, she had to admit that the prescription her father had written was leading them in the opposite direction.
Teng Xieji was disheartened. He never expected that his father would completely ignore the terminally ill people and drag their lives to do other things.
The ancients believed that medicine lies in the heart; if the heart is right, the medicine will be true. Today, medicine lies in the hands; if the hands are used carelessly, the medicine will be ineffective. I wish the furnace of heaven and earth would hold more of Bian Que's body. To spread the main and auxiliary medicines throughout the world, starting with the cold and hunger.
Everything he had taught her in the past became a joke. Doctors only cared about life and death and treating illnesses. They never used medicine to treat people, and never treated people differently based on their status.
At this point, she held the prescription and wanted to give it one last try, so she asked tentatively.
"The last prescription, I feel it's effective. If I change one of the ingredients..."
As expected, when he heard her say this, his pupils froze for a moment, and then quickly turned into indifference.
"Didn't I tell you that the prescriptions were all researched by everyone in the Imperial Hospital, and not a single ingredient can be changed! This kind of prescription is not an ordinary one. You may make random comments on it on a normal day, but now is a critical moment and you have no right to speak! Take the prescription back and use it. It's important."
Seeing his changes, Teng Xieji bit his lip and almost lost his voice.
In her heart, he was not only a father but also a mentor. With such a tall and majestic man, whom she had never doubted, standing in front of her, she once thought that she could stand on his shoulders and see the world. But now, that upright and bright image suddenly turned into a bubble, and before she could react, she had fallen from the mountain to the bottom of the valley.
Anyone in this world can become a phantom, except him... If he becomes nothing, then what will become of me, the person he nurtured with all his might? What have I learned?
Teng Xieji felt his vision go dark, and he staggered and almost fell off the table.
The people around her hurriedly helped her up. In a daze, she only saw the figure in the green official uniform push through the crowd, rush to her side and pick her up.
"Ji'er! What's wrong with you? Are you sick too?"
As he spoke, his hand was already on her pulse, but Teng Xieji turned his hand over and held it, taking advantage of the moment when they were close to each other to speak.
"Suye, that's the medicine!"
Teng Yuanshi was suddenly stunned. He lowered his eyes and saw his daughter looking at him with a look that was hard to tell whether it was anger or disgust.
As a fellow doctor, she had already surpassed him. He had thought he could hide the truth from her, but today it seemed that he had already retreated behind her.
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