Before Fu Jingyuan could decide whether it was appropriate to let Qin Sheng in, Qin Sheng's eyes sharpened, and she turned and rushed forward without waiting for his reply.
Without hesitation, he kicked the door open.
Fu Jingyuan was taken aback, vaguely realizing something, and immediately steered his wheelchair forward, following closely into the room.
Fu Jingheng had already gone inside before him.
The group of Fu family members outside the door exchanged knowing glances, and could no longer bear to wait outside.
However, it was unrealistic for everyone to go in, so after a brief discussion, they decided to let the most influential people in the Fu family, namely the Third Master Fu, the Sixth Master Fu, and the Seventh Master Fu, go in.
These three are all direct cousins of Master Fu, and are among the branches of the family most closely related to Master Fu's direct lineage.
In addition, Grandpa Jiang and the other two also went inside.
After all, Qin Sheng's manner of kicking down the door was not friendly, and Doctor Bian Su was someone they had invited. If something really happened, they would have to be there.
Su Jiu originally wanted to go in, but just as she lifted her foot, her eyebrows twitched and she suddenly stopped.
She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then casually said, "There are too many people. I'm not going in with my child," before turning and leaving the courtyard.
Nobody paid any attention to her.
She was just a woman with no background who gained entry into the Fu family by giving birth to the eldest son of the Fu family. It's good that she left.
To avoid it getting in the way and getting in the way.
After leaving the courtyard, Su Jiu immediately returned to her and Fu Jingyuan's residence, handed the baby over to the servants who usually looked after the child, and then quickly left.
The woman, dressed in a dazzling red coat, should have been an extremely eye-catching figure. But as she took a step forward, her silhouette faded into the darkness, disappearing completely without a trace...
On the other side, as soon as Qin Sheng entered the house, she saw a man who looked to be around fifty years old standing in front of Old Master Fu, holding a cup.
Just by looking at his bending down to help someone up, you could tell that he was just about to feed Old Master Fu his medicine.
Qin Sheng's gaze immediately fell on the cup in his hand, and her brows furrowed deeply.
Just like her, a man not far away—Bian Su—had his brows furrowed deeply.
Bian Su glanced at Qin Sheng, then swept her gaze over the Fu family members and the three Jiang family members who followed closely behind her, and her gaze instantly darkened.
Especially when he recalled the sound of the door being broken down that he had just heard, he instantly understood what the other party meant.
He asked in a deep voice, "What do you all mean by this?"
Qin Sheng kept walking forward, and in just a few breaths she reached Bian Su before speaking calmly: "It means what you think it means."
She stared at the potion in his hand, which was emitting a soft green glow, her gaze gradually hardening: "What do you want to do?!"
The other person's gaze was so penetrating that for a moment, Bian Su almost thought she had actually discovered something.
But when he saw the other person's unusually young face, his heart, which had just been in his throat, relaxed.
She's just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, what could she possibly discover?
I guess they're just trying to get attention.
Bian Su quickly suppressed the fleeting emotion in his eyes, his expression turning even more somber. He said, "What do you mean, 'What am I doing'? Don't you know why the Fu family invited me here?"
"Or is it that," Bian Su's gaze swept over everyone, lingering especially on Fu Jingheng and Fu Jingyuan for a couple more seconds, and she said meaningfully, "that you actually don't want me to treat Old Master Fu at all, and you'd rather something bad happen to him?"
That's what I meant...
The three Fu masters were startled and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Dr. Bian, what are you saying? Our eldest brother is the pillar of our Fu family. We are all blood relatives. Who wouldn't want our eldest brother to be healthy and safe? How could we possibly wish for something to happen to him?"
Bian Su snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, and sneered, "That's what you think, but some people don't necessarily think that way."
He paused for a moment, then got straight to the point: "I know that large families like your Fu family are full of intrigue and backstabbing, but no matter what you're fighting over, I'm only responsible for treating patients. If there's nothing else, please leave. I'm about to begin the treatment."
"Rescue?" Qin Sheng, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, finally opened her eyes, snatched the teacup from Bian Su's hand, and asked, "Is this your way of rescuing people?"
Suddenly having her things taken away, Bian Su's brow twitched, and she wanted to get angry on the spot.
But before he could speak, Qin Sheng continued, "A pill to warm the meridians and restore health—is this the medicine you prescribed for Grandpa Fu's illness?"
Bian Su was astonished to find that she recognized the pill he had crushed and dissolved in water with just one glance.
I did glance at her a couple more times.
But no matter how you look at it, she's just an immature little girl.
Bian Su hesitated, and subconsciously wanted to look at Jiang Ruojin and the others on the other side, but he held back when he thought about the current situation.
After thinking for a moment, she straightened her expression and said, "You can recognize this as a medicine for warming the meridians and restoring health. It seems you have also studied medicine. But young lady, the medical field is vast and profound, especially traditional Chinese medicine. It's not that you can become a doctor just because you know a few herbs and a few prescriptions."
Qin Sheng raised her eyes and stared intently at him: "I can't, but you can, you...miracle doctor?"
With the two words ending in an upward inflection, anyone with a brain could hear the questioning tone in Qin Sheng's words.
Fu Jingheng's brow twitched, and the vague guess in his heart became clear. He turned his head and asked her, "You mean, he's not the divine doctor Bian Su?"
Qin Sheng replied calmly, "Mm."
She looked at the man not far away, whose eyes revealed a shrewd and calculating look as he moved, and commented fairly, "Although Bian Su's medical skills are quite average, he is an extremely upright person. He seems like a gentleman."
It certainly doesn't look like it.
However, Fu Jingheng was even more surprised by something else: "You know Bian Su?"
Qin Sheng casually replied, "I guess so."
That happened before she became famous.
Once, when Mu Gui fell ill, she was missing a certain medicine. After searching around, she learned that Bian Su had some, so she made a deal with him.
We discussed medicinal herbs and medical techniques several more times after that, and we met a total of five or six times.
We wouldn't say we're particularly close, but we do know each other.
Fu Jingheng understood.
Too lazy to argue with this fake doctor any longer, he waved his hand and said, "Take him away first."
Two more shadow guards emerged from the shadows and, without saying a word, pressed down on the fake doctor's shoulders.
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