They are still at the foot of the mountain. Although the place is remote, there are still quite a few people coming and going, mostly villagers or people seeking medical treatment.
After retiring and returning to his hometown, Physician Li, who had once been the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, opened a clinic at the foot of Mount Li to treat the villagers in the vicinity.
His medical skills were superb, and coupled with his former title as the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, many people came to him by reputation. Even many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital stayed near his clinic specifically to seek medical treatment.
The reason why the hot spring resort she built in her previous life quickly became well-known was inseparable from the help of Physician Li.
The two walked up the mountain together, but before they reached the halfway point, they heard a commotion and cries coming from ahead, a truly tragic scene.
"Madam, please hold on! I've already sent someone to fetch Physician Li." The maidservant frantically supported the noblewoman's neck, her eyes constantly glancing down the mountain, her face filled with fear.
She never expected that simply going to Mount Li at the lady's behest would cause her to fall ill.
The illness came on suddenly and violently, and unfortunately, the lady accidentally lost her usual medicine. She immediately lost her composure and her mind was filled with countless ways to die.
Pushing past the crowd, Song Zhiyu immediately saw the pale-faced noblewoman lying on the ground, her chest heaving, and her breathing revealing signs of asthma.
If she doesn't get treatment soon, something bad will happen to her.
Song Zhiyu stepped forward, squatted down to check on the noblewoman's condition, and looked serious.
“Your wife’s condition is critical; she needs acupuncture as soon as possible to save her life. I have treated asthma before, and if you trust me, I can perform acupuncture on her.” Song Zhiyu spoke clearly, her clear voice full of confidence, which convinced everyone.
The maid was still somewhat hesitant. Song Zhiyu looked very young. Could she really cure the lady's illness?
But now it seems there's no other way but to believe her.
"Thank you for your trouble, young lady. If you can successfully save my lady, we will reward you handsomely." The maid stepped back two steps and handed the person over to Song Zhiyu.
"Does this young girl really have that much skill? What if she kills someone while treating them?"
"If you ask me, you should wait for Dr. Li. Don't gamble with your wife's life."
"..."
The villagers standing by and watching kept talking about it. They felt that Song Zhiyu was too beautiful and didn't look very old, so they didn't really believe in her medical skills.
Hearing these words, the maid's heart clenched, her round eyes fixed on Song Zhiyu's every move.
Song Zhiyu was not affected by the doubts from the outside world. She took out a black pill from the porcelain bottle and fed it to the noblewoman to save her life for the time being.
Then, she took the silver needles handed to her by Lu Bai, straightened her expression, and slowly inserted the silver needles into acupoints such as "Feishu" and "Taiyuan" with measured technique and appropriate depth.
Each insertion was clean, swift, precise, and without any hesitation.
Once the lady's symptoms had eased slightly, Song Zhiyu gently twisted the silver needles in the acupoints, lingering them for a moment to stimulate the flow of Qi in the meridians and promote smooth circulation of Qi and blood.
Everyone was amazed by her decisive acupuncture technique. Seeing the noblewoman's condition gradually improve, they couldn't help but feel ashamed of their earlier doubts.
This young lady seems to have real skills. Look at her acupuncture technique—it's professional, meticulous, precise, and efficient. Even Doctor Li would have to give her a few words of praise.
The maid burst into tears of joy, finally relieved that a huge weight had been lifted from her heart; her life was saved.
Song Zhiyu withdrew the silver needles. The noblewoman's breathing had become steady, and she showed signs of slowly opening her eyes.
"Madam, you scared me to death!" the maid exclaimed, rushing forward to support the noblewoman who was about to wake up.
The villagers nearby also gathered around, and were quite surprised to see the noblewoman who had returned to normal.
"What's wrong with me?" The noblewoman slowly woke up, her voice still a little weak.
"Madam, you've had another attack. Luckily, this young lady saved you." The maid pointed in the direction where Song Zhiyu had just been standing, only to find to her surprise that he had vanished.
At the same time, Dr. Li, having received the news, rushed over, and the villagers quickly made way for him.
"Dr. Li is here, please make way."
"Doctor Li, please take a look at my wife." The maid was still a little worried.
Doctor Li took the lady's pulse and his expression relaxed. "Fortunately, the treatment was timely, and your lady is out of danger. I wonder who saved her? I would like to make the acquaintance of that young friend."
"She's gone, leaving only a prescription." The maid handed the prescription left by Song Zhiyu to Doctor Li, sighing with disappointment.
She hadn't even had a chance to thank the girl yet, and she didn't know if she'd ever have the chance to see her again.
The noblewoman lowered her eyes in disappointment; she hadn't even seen the face of her savior yet.
Doctor Li carefully examined the prescription. His brows furrowed at first, but as the noblewoman and her maid swallowed nervously, his furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and then he burst into laughter.
"Good, good, good! How come I never thought of this combination before?" Doctor Li laughed heartily, his three "good"s showing just how wonderful he was.
After reading the prescription, he was even more eager to get to know that young friend.
The acupuncture technique he used to treat the illness was extremely similar to that of an old acquaintance of his; they were practically identical.
But that girl's whereabouts are always unpredictable; she might have run off to some remote mountain forest again. How could she be here?
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Song Zhiyu, whom the group was thinking about, had already reached the top of the mountain. Parting the layers of mist, the hot spring hidden in the mountains was suddenly revealed before her eyes.
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