Beside the couch, two children, a boy and a girl, were gathered there, crying with tears and snot running, and sobbing as they kept calling out "Mom".

A man in a brown robe and a short beard also had red eyes. When he saw Doctor Liu coming back, he hurried over to greet him, "Doctor, is the miracle doctor here? You must help ask the miracle doctor to save my wife!"

As he spoke, his voice choked up.

His wife was accidentally stabbed in the eye by a wooden stick flying in the air. It was really a sudden disaster and he was very panicked at the time. It was his neighbor who told him that the miracle doctor in Jishidiang had superb medical skills and could bring the dead back to life, so he asked them to come to Jishidiang to try. So he quickly sent his wife over.

"Master Yang, the miracle doctor is here. Please move aside and let him check out your injuries." Doctor Liu said patiently to the man in brown.

Mr. Yang quickly stepped aside and looked at the veiled girl behind Doctor Liu.

This girl looked less than half his age. Could she be the miracle doctor in Jishitang who was said to be able to bring the dead back to life? ! Master Yang was filled with doubts and stared at Chu Qianchen's every move without blinking.

When he got closer, Chu Qianchen discovered that the woman's nose was also bleeding. Her bloody face looked even terrifying. Her breathing was weak, and low moans came out of her mouth.

But Chu Qianchen didn't even move his eyebrows.

Compared to the wounded soldiers in her previous life who had broken arms and legs or even had their stomachs ripped open on the battlefield, this woman's injuries, although serious, did not scare her.

Chu Qianchen washed his hands first, then began to examine the woman's wounds with skillful movements, from her eyes to her nose to her ears. He also felt her pulse and whispered, "The wound is very deep..."

Mr. Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Just now, Doctor Liu said the same thing, saying that the wooden stick had pierced too deep and the wound was bleeding profusely. If the bleeding could not be stopped, it would be a death sentence. But if the wooden stick was forcibly pulled out of the eyeball and the wound was torn, it would also be a death sentence.

Chu Qianchen continued, "The stick went all the way from her eye socket to her sinus. Because there are barbs on the stick, if you pull it out directly, it will cause the wound to expand and cause heavy bleeding."

Mr. Yang's heart sank even more. The young doctor's words were almost the same as those of old doctor Liu.

"Little miracle doctor, can she still be saved?" Doctor Liu asked the question that he wanted to ask most.

"You can give it a try." Chu Qianchen explained, "You need to pull out the wooden stick, but you can't pull it out forcefully. You have to use a knife to cut open the flesh..."

"Use a knife?!" Master Yang interrupted Chu Qianchen in disbelief, asking repeatedly, "What knife? Why do you need to cut with a knife?"

Mr. Yang's mind was in a mess and buzzing.

A pink-dressed girl of about fifteen or sixteen beside him frowned and raised her voice excitedly: "Brother, don't listen to her. How can you cut your sister-in-law's eyes with a knife? That will definitely kill her!"

For ordinary people, using a knife on human flesh is simply evil magic. It does not save people, but harms them.

The two children of the Yang family seemed to understand what was going on, but they also felt that the atmosphere was not right and were at a loss as to what to do.

Even Doctor Liu was surprised.

There have been "wound doctors" in the Central Plains thousands of years ago, who used knives, scissors, needles and thread to perform excision, suturing and other treatment methods on wounds. The legendary doctor Hua Tuo was the best among them, and he also invented Ma Fei San to make it easier for him to operate.

These are all recorded in ancient books.

However, Ma Fei San had long been lost, and some of Hua Tuo's deeds were more like legends, and no one had ever seen them with their own eyes.

If these words had not been said by the young miracle doctor, even Doctor Liu would have thought it was a fantasy.

Chu Qianchen said bluntly: "If she is not treated, she probably won't live for more than an hour."

This woman was very unlucky to have suffered such a misfortune, but she still had a glimmer of hope. The wooden stick pierced deep, but it went in at the edge of her eyeball and did not hurt her brain, so she was able to hold on and live until now.

Mr. Yang and his family were all hesitant. On the one hand, they were worried about Yang Wangshi's safety, but on the other hand, they did not dare to take the risk and put Yang Wangshi's life in the hands of such a young girl who had not yet reached the age of marriage.

Chu Qianchen did not urge him. This matter must be decided by the patient himself or his family.

Master Yang clenched his fists and asked in a difficult voice, "Divine Doctor, can my wife be saved?"

Chu Qianchen shook her head. She couldn't guarantee it.

When Mr. Yang and Miss Yang saw Chu Qianchen shaking his head, their faces changed. Miss Yang said in a shrill voice, "Brother, you see, this is just a quack doctor, just seeking fame. She even said she wanted to operate the knife. If she operated the knife, wouldn't my sister-in-law die?"

Mr. Yang didn't believe that this little girl, who was not even as old as his sister, really had such good medical skills. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go. We won't treat him anymore!"

"Someone, quickly carry the lady away, let's go to another house!"

The more Master Yang spoke, the more determined he became. That's right, there are so many clinics and doctors in this huge capital city, he just doesn't believe that the doctors in other clinics can't save the patient.

Upon hearing this, Doctor Liu hesitated to speak.

He looked at Chu Qianchen's expression, and finally did not try to stop Master Yang.

Treating an illness also requires mutual consent, the doctor must be willing to treat and the patient must be willing to respond.

He knew very well in his mind that if even the young miracle doctor said he was not completely sure, then other doctors would probably not be able to save Mrs. Yang at all.

The Yang family quickly put the dying Yang Wangshi on the sedan chair. Yang Wangshi seemed to be a little more conscious and wailed.

Miss Yang hurried to comfort Yang Wangshi, saying things like "Sister-in-law, please be patient."

When the maid carried the sedan chair away, Miss Yang glared at Chu Qianchen, flicked her sleeves heavily, and angrily scolded: "Quack doctor is misleading people!"

"Brother, this Chinese Medical Clinic is just a name in name only. It has delayed my sister-in-law's recovery. When my sister-in-law recovers, I will destroy their reputation!"

After the Yang family left, the people outside who were watching the fun also dispersed.

Jishidiang suddenly became empty and quiet inside and out.

Chu Qianchen had no intention of persuading the Yang family from beginning to end. Having lived for two lifetimes, she had already seen through some things.

Doctors are not gods.

Some patients always hope that the doctor can bring the dead back to life, but if she can really bring the dead back to life, how could she not save the prince in her previous life? ! The doctor is a human being, and human ability must have its limitations.

Thinking of Gu Jue, Chu Qianchen casually told Amber, "Amber, go to the Wuweizhai at the intersection and buy some candied fruit."

She planned to buy this candied fruit for the prince to take with him, so that he could eat it when he felt bitter in his mouth after taking the medicine. Although the prince always said that he was not afraid of bitterness, she felt that the new medicine prescribed this time was still quite bitter...

Doctor Liu had a lot to say. After the Yang family had left, he asked anxiously, "Little doctor, can you really operate on the eyeball and take out the stick?"

"I have seen this method in some ancient medical books such as "Fifty-two Prescriptions for Diseases" and "Huangdi Neijing", but they were all very concise and glossed over. I always thought that this skill had been lost long ago..."

"Little genius doctor, have you developed the Ma Fei San? Or are you planning to use golden needles to relieve the pain?"

"And the stitches..."

Doctor Liu had a lot of questions in his mind and asked a series of questions in succession.

When Amber walked out of Jishidiang, she could still hear Doctor Liu talking nonstop.

She walked south along Huahong Street.

The street was bustling with people, and it was noisy. She soon could no longer hear Doctor Liu's voice. When she walked past Rende Hall in front of her, she found seven or eight people gathered outside the hall.

Amber stopped and looked into Rende Hall, and saw Master Yang and his family at a glance.

The sedan chair was parked in the front hall. Yang Wangshi, her face covered in blood, leaned weakly on Miss Yang. The wooden stick was still stuck in her right eye, which made many onlookers unable to bear to look at it.

"Master Yang," a gray-haired old doctor was talking to Master Yang, "I guarantee that I can save your wife's life, but this eye..."

Mr. Yang thanked him profusely and said, "Doctor Li, I only ask that you save my wife's life. As long as you can save my wife, fifty taels of silver will not be a problem!"

The onlookers outside were shocked when they heard this, and they whispered to each other: "Fifty taels, this gentleman is so generous!"

"That's because Doctor Li has great medical skills. Just think about it, a disease that Jishitang can't cure, but Rendetang can!"

"Don't be so confident. The person hasn't been saved yet."

Some people praised Rendetang, while others raised doubts, and the more these busybodies talked, the more excited they became.

The doctors and waiters in Rende Hall also heard it. Doctor Li calmly winked at a waiter beside him.

The waiter said confidently, "Master Yang, our Rendetang has been open in Beijing for more than 50 years. Doctor Li is a well-known famous doctor. I don't know how many difficult and complicated diseases he has cured. He is unlike that Jishitang!"

"Humph, I don't know how Jishitang managed to get the name of a national medical clinic. In fact, their medical skills are just so-so, and they just rely on a yellow-haired girl to cheat people."

"This quack doctor is harming people like an executioner!" The clerk said indignantly, showing great disdain for Jishidiang.

"Well said." Miss Yang nodded in agreement, "Those quack doctors are no different from murderers who are out to get money and kill people!"

Doctor Li stroked his beard, looking benevolent and compassionate, and said, "Hurry up and carry Madam Yang inside, so as not to delay her recovery any further."

Soon, two maids carried Yang Wang to the back hall of Rende Hall. A door curtain blocked the view of outsiders, and Amber could not see anything.

Those curious people were still gathering at the entrance of the clinic, but Amber did not stay any longer and continued walking forward, and soon arrived at Wuweizhai at the end of the street.

Wuweizhai’s business has always been good, and it is the most popular store selling preserved fruits and snacks in the nearby streets.

At this moment, a long queue of nearly 20 to 30 feet long formed at the entrance of Rende Hall, winding forward, and attracted some children to watch, all of whom looked at the customers who bought candied fruits and snacks with envy.

The weather in August was unusually hot, but fortunately, Amber was wearing a veil to block the sun.

Amber waited patiently in the long line for a whole incense stick of time. There were only two people in front of her, and it was finally her turn.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. At this moment, she heard an excited female voice from behind: "Sister Wang, have you heard? Someone died at Ren De Tang!"

"Really?" another old female voice asked curiously.

Then, another unfamiliar male voice interrupted and asked, "I heard someone say before that the woman with the injured eye was sent to Jishitang. Why did she go to Rendetang again? Could it be that Jishitang couldn't cure her?"

"How should I know that?"

"In my opinion, if even the miraculous doctor at Jishiditang can't cure the patient, it would be better to carry him back and prepare a coffin. Why should he suffer in vain..."

“…”

The voices of those people gradually faded away, and Amber turned around to look at them.

She knew they were probably talking about the Yang family. It seemed that just as the princess had said, forcibly pulling out the wooden stick from Mrs. Yang's eyes would only worsen the wound.

Amber quickly looked away and said nothing.

The princess once told her that it is the patients' own choice to choose which doctor to treat them and whether they are willing to be treated. Doctors are not gods and cannot bring the dead back to life or save everyone.

Seeing that the people in front of him had finished their purchases, Amber took another step closer to Wuweizhai and said to the guy behind the counter, "This... this... and this candied fruit, give me a can of each."

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"By the way, these two are new, right? I'll have a can of each."

After buying the candied fruits, Amber returned to Jishidiang along the same route.

Doctor Liu was still talking to Chu Qianchen, but he had changed the subject.

"…Little genius doctor, the Purple Snow Pill has cured more than a hundred children with convulsions in just a few months. Now, the capital and some surrounding county offices all know about our Purple Snow Pill. If a family has a child with convulsions, they will come to us for medical treatment and medicine."

Doctor Liu spoke with a smile on his face, looking radiant.

Thanks to Zi Xuedan, their Jishidiang became famous and gained a place in the capital.

Chu Qianchen smiled slightly, took out a prescription from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Doctor Liu, "Here, keep it."

Doctor Liu glanced at the prescription and was shocked.

In the past, Chu Qianchen had always only given the Zixuedan made by Jishidiang and took a commission from it, but today, she directly gave herself the recipe for the Zixuedan.

At the end of the prescription, she also noted the most important trick: this Zixuedan must be made with a silver pot and a golden shovel, so that its efficacy can exceed that of ordinary Zixuesan.

This prescription is priceless to the clinic and can be regarded as a family heirloom.

Doctor Liu looked at the prescription in shock and didn't dare to take it. "Little genius doctor, this..."

Chu Qianchen directly placed the prescription on the Ruyi small square table between the two of them and said, "You can keep this prescription. You don't have to give me the share of the Purple Snow Pill in the future."

"My only condition is that the price of the Purple Snow Pill be reduced by half."

Chu Qianchen had calculated that once his share was deducted, even if the selling price of Zixue Dan was reduced by half, Jishidiang would still be able to guarantee a profit.

In fact, she had planned to do this a long time ago, but she didn't know the character and behavior of Jishidiang before. After a few months of getting along with them, she had some understanding of the Liu family's grandparents and grandchildren. Recently, she asked Cheng Linhua to check Jishidiang and felt that they were trustworthy, so she made this decision.

The current price of Zixuedan is a little expensive. If it is reduced by half, most families will be able to afford it, and more sick children can take Zixuedan.

When Doctor Liu heard this, he immediately understood what Chu Qianchen meant, and said with emotion: "Little genius doctor, you are so kind!"

Chu Qianchen wants to make it possible for children from poor families to afford the Purple Snow Pill, which is truly a great deed.

Chu Qianchen just smiled and drank his tea, without making any comment, allowing the other party to misunderstand.

She is actually not that kind-hearted, nor is she a selfless person, otherwise, she would not have rebelled with Qin Yao in her previous life.

The current emperor, Gu Lang, is indeed incompetent and tyrannical, but she rebelled only to avenge the prince.

Now, everything she did was still for the prince.

Her kindness has a purpose, which is to accumulate blessings.

In her previous life, she did not believe in ghosts and gods, but in this life, she did.

Therefore, she wanted to accumulate blessings for the prince.

To her, only the prince is the most important.

However, in the eyes of Doctor Liu, Chu Qianchen's kindness and medical skills were just like the Bodhisattva Guanyin who had descended to the earth. Even her smile seemed so holy.

Doctor Liu calmed himself down, and solemnly picked up the prescription on the small table, as if he had found a treasure. He nodded and said, "Little doctor, don't worry! I promise you."

Doctor Liu made up his mind and decided to discuss it with his grandfather again. After deducting the cost price of the medicinal materials for Zixuedan, he would not make a penny, so this prescription was worth it.

Moreover, their Liu family has benefited a lot from this prescription.

When Chu Qianchen saw Amber coming back, he stood up and said, "Amber, let's go back."

Jiang Yuan and the carriage were waiting outside Jishidiang.

Amber responded and was hesitating whether to talk to Chu Qianchen about the Rende Hall, when she smelled a strong smell of blood blown over by the wind.

Amber twitched her nose and frowned slightly. The next moment, a petite and slender figure flew over while shouting "miracle doctor". Her pink dress was covered with pools of blood and almost half of her body was covered in blood. The passers-by around her were so scared that they took several steps back.

Passersby pointed and talked at the "bloody man".

Jiang Yuan reacted very quickly. He stretched out his arm and used his hat to stand between Chu Qianchen and the "blood man".

“Divine doctor,” the “blood man” looked at Chu Qianchen pleadingly, and knelt down with a plop, “Please, save my sister-in-law!”

Amber was also frightened by this "bloody person". After a closer look, she recognized that the girl in pink clothes covered in blood was Miss Yang. At this moment, she was no longer as arrogant as before. Her face turned pale and her slender body trembled slightly.

Miss Yang kowtowed to Chu Qianchen repeatedly and said, "Divine Doctor, I was blind and talked nonsense before. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me! I kowtow to you!"

"Divine Doctor, you can give me as much money as you want!"

"My sister-in-law...please ask the miracle doctor to save my sister-in-law."

Miss Yang choked up as she spoke. She was raised by her eldest sister-in-law. An elder sister-in-law is like a mother to her. Seeing her eldest sister-in-law hanging on a thread, she felt heartbroken.

Amber looked at Miss Yang who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and recalled the conversation she had just heard outside Wuweizhai. She guessed that the blood on her body should belong to Miss Yang Wang.

After Miss Yang kowtowed a few times, her fair forehead turned purple.

Her actions attracted many passers-by to stop and look over here.

At this time, the two children of the Yang family also ran over, knelt beside Miss Yang, and kowtowed to Chu Qianchen again and again: "Divine Doctor, please save my mother."

Chu Qianchen, who was about to get on the carriage, let go of his right hand that was resting on Amber's hand and asked, "Where is he now?"

A flame of hope ignited in Miss Yang's gray eyes, and she quickly said, "My sister-in-law is in the Rende Hall in front now. She is bleeding profusely. We dare not touch her..."

Yang Wang's condition was so bad that they were afraid that moving her would cause the bleeding to worsen.

"Lead the way." Chu Qianchen said, his voice was clear and cold, like a stream of clear spring flowing in this hot summer day.

Miss Yang stood up quickly, "Divine Doctor, this way!"

Chu Qianchen took Amber and headed towards Rende Hall.

Passersby also followed curiously. Some of them didn't know what was going on, so they curiously asked people; some of them had been paying attention to this matter since the first time the Yang family went to Jishiditang, and they talked about it with great interest; some of them were wondering whether the miracle doctor at Jishiditang could save the person.

When Chu Qianchen arrived at Rende Hall, there was already a large group of people following them. They immediately surrounded Rende Hall in three layers, almost blocking half of the street.

The waiter at Ren De Tang looked at Chu Qianchen and Miss Yang with awkward expressions and did not dare to stop them.

"Please come this way." Miss Yang led Chu Qianchen to the inner hall behind the door curtain.

Inside the inner hall, Yang Wangshi was lying on a beauty couch, her body and under her body were covered in blood. She looked even weaker, breathing out more than breathing in, and even a moan could not be heard.

Beside him, Doctor Li had an extremely ugly expression on his face. Master Yang cursed him bitterly, "Didn't you say you could save my wife?"

"You guys still say that Jishidiang is the executioner, but I think you are the executioner."

"If anything happens to my wife, I will not only destroy your Rende Hall, but I will also go to Jingzhao Prefecture to sue you for murder!"

Master Yang became more and more excited, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

Doctor Li's face was filled with fear and regret. He had just tried to pull out the stick, but the blood flowed even more violently. Yang Wang was now on the verge of death.

"Brother," Miss Yang, who had just entered the inner hall, said excitedly, "I have invited the miracle doctor."

Miss Yang quickly invited Chu Qianchen to the bedside, and Mr. Yang no longer had time to argue with Doctor Li, and quickly came over.

Doctor Li looked as pale as death. Even if he didn't take Mrs. Yang's pulse, he could be sure that she could not be saved, even if a god came.

Chu Qianchen checked the wound on Yang Wang's eye again and saw at a glance that the barbs on the wooden stick had made the wound bigger because Doctor Li had forcibly pulled them out.

She took Yang Wang's pulse again, and her expression was extremely calm from beginning to end, making it impossible to tell what was going on.

Miss Yang held onto a glimmer of hope and asked nervously, "Divine Doctor, can my sister-in-law still be saved?"

(End of this chapter)