"Doctor! Doctor!" Old Mrs. Wang called out anxiously, "Come and check on our Ah Niu..."

Doctor Liu hurried over, felt Wang Aniu's pulse again, and touched his limbs, muttering, "The phlegm has greatly reduced, the limbs are warm again, the six pulses are weak, and there is no sign of a leaking roof."

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Qianchen, who was sitting by the window drinking tea, with a lively look on his face, and uttered the last four words: "There is hope for recovery."

Wang Aniu was originally in critical condition and on the verge of death, but he was brought back to life after this little girl skillfully prescribed a prescription!

Old Mrs. Wang didn't understand what Dr. Liu said about "six pulses" and "leaking roof", but she could understand the last four words "hope for recovery". Their Ah Niu was alive again!

Old Mrs. Wang was overjoyed. She clasped her hands together and kept saying "May the Buddha bless you" and "May our ancestors bless you."

The onlookers in the clinic were in an uproar and the discussions became even more lively.

"Alive, actually alive!"

"That little girl is so young, but her medical skills are so amazing. She is simply the reincarnation of Hua Tuo."

"What's the big deal? In ancient times, there was Gan Luo who was appointed as prime minister 12 times."

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Amidst the noisy discussions, Doctor Liu quickly walked up to Chu Qianchen and bowed to her, "Thank you, young lady, for your help." Doctor Liu broke out in a cold sweat, his shirt was soaked, and he still felt a little scared: Fortunately, Jishidiang was saved!

Chu Qianchen stood up and said, "In the next day, let the patient take three more doses according to the original prescription."

Doctor Liu naturally agreed.

"Starting tomorrow, follow this new prescription, one dose per day, divided into three times, for three consecutive days." Chu Qianchen stuffed another prescription into the hands of Doctor Liu.

At this time, the waiter came with a few medicine packets and said with a polite smile: "Miss, this is the medicine you prescribed." The waiter was extremely polite. He was glad that he did not drive Chu Qianchen away at the beginning and had been polite all the time.

Doctor Liu bowed again and said, "These herbs and the silver needles are given to you, young lady. Thank you for your help."

Chu Qianchen accepted it without hesitation. Just as he was about to tell Amber to leave, he suddenly thought of something and pointed at Amber and said, "In the future, I will ask the maid to come here once every five days. If there are any difficult and complicated problems that cannot be solved, you can tell her."

She wants to make a name for herself in Beijing as quickly as possible!

Amber was stunned, her jaw almost dropped, her mind was in a mess, she always felt that the Second Girl was really not the same Second Girl as before.

Doctor Liu was overjoyed and agreed repeatedly.

Although this girl is young, she must have studied under a famous doctor and has unique insights into medical skills. If she is willing to come to their Jishiditang for consultation, it will be of great benefit to the reputation of their Jishiditang.

Chu Qianchen took Amber away from Jishidiang, and when she returned to the mansion, it was already past noon.

A little maid was waiting at the entrance of Wanyan Courtyard and reported, "Miss, Aunt Jiang is here."

Chu Qianchen responded and followed the little maid to the east room. He immediately saw a slender woman lying on a beauty couch by the window.

The woman was no more than 28 or 29 years old, with jet-black hair tied up in a loose bun, eyebrows like ink paintings, eyes like autumn water, and she wore a water-green silk jacket with a crabapple flower pattern, a five-colored moon-shaped skirt, and a thin green gauze dress with gold thread. She looked so fragile that she seemed like she would float away with the wind.

Aunt Jiang was the distant niece of Madam Jiang. As her family fell into poverty, she was brought to the Marquis's mansion by Madam Jiang since she was a child. Aunt Jiang and Marquis Yongding grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and their relationship was no less intimate than that of other concubines. She also had a lot of face in the mansion.

When Aunt Jiang saw her, she asked with a worried look on her face, "Sister Chen, where have you been?"

Chu Qianchen replied casually: "I went out for a walk."

As she spoke, she sat down in an armchair next to her.

"Sister Chen..." Aunt Jiang looked at Chu Qianchen with a pair of affectionate eyes, as if she wanted to say something but stopped, as if she was saying: She just asked Juan'er to call her over to talk, didn't she say she was tired?

Chu Qianchen just pretended not to understand what she meant.

Silence spread in the main room, with only the sound of wind blowing through the leaves outside the window.

After a while, Aunt Jiang sighed and said, "Sister Chen, I'm not blaming you, nor am I forbidding you to go out. It's just that I just heard that the Second Madam went to the Madam's house again. The doctor said that the Third Miss will most likely have a scar on her face. The Second Madam was very angry and insisted that the Madam punish you severely."

Aunt Jiang paused for a moment before continuing, "Sister Chen, go and apologize to the Madam Tai and the Second Madam."

Chu Qianchen quietly looked at the pitiful beauty in front of him, his eyes as dark as ink.

In the previous life, she was the one who was disfigured.

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At that time, her stepmother Shen argued for her, but Aunt Jiang spoke for Chu Qianling instead and "forced" her to forgive Chu Qianling.

But now, the person who was disfigured was Chu Qianling, and Aunt Jiang was "forcing" her to apologize again.

Chu Qianchen felt that he was both pathetic and ridiculous.

A nanny wearing a rust-colored jacket interrupted, "Second Miss, I just heard that you and Third Miss had a quarrel and almost got hurt. Auntie was so scared that she almost fainted. Later, I heard that Second Madam went to Madam's place to make trouble. I was even more worried and came to find you in a hurry."

As she spoke, the nanny looked at Aunt Jiang again and advised with a worried look on her face, "Aunt, please be careful of yourself. If anything happens to you, the second young lady and the eldest young master will be worried sick."

Aunt Jiang drank a sip of tea, her mood stabilized a little, and she continued, "Sister Chen, I know you feel wronged, but you are a concubine's daughter."

"Before this, the Madam was indeed on your side, but now that the Third Miss's face is ruined, things are different."

"How can my wife really like you if I gave birth to your eldest brother?"

As she spoke, Aunt Jiang was uneasy and looked fragile, like a white orchid in the wind and rain.

Chu Qianchen gazed deeply at Aunt Jiang. More than a decade had blurred many memories, including Aunt Jiang's face. Until this moment, those blurred memories gradually became clear again. Aunt Jiang's earnest teachings to her since she was a child rang in her ears:

"Sister Chen, you are a concubine's daughter. You should recognize your own status and avoid visiting the Madam on weekdays, so as not to offend her."

"Sister Chen, your elder sister is the eldest daughter, and her status is different from others. Although you are both girls from the Marquis' Mansion, there is a huge difference between you. Your elder sister is the sky, and you are the dust on the ground. You should respect your elder sister more and don't compete with her. If the Madam sees this, she will be unhappy."

"Sister Chen, Madam has disliked you since you were a child. You'd better stay away from her. I will feel bad if you are wronged."

With each sentence, memories of the past flashed before her eyes rapidly. She met Aunt Jiang's earnest eyes. Her eyes were as deep as a pool, bright, cold and profound.

(End of this chapter)