Not long after, Shi Taishou hurriedly returned with a silver note in his hand.
“Miss Chen, here is a hundred taels of silver. Please keep it safe. I entrust my master’s chronic illness to you.”
Chen Qingqing chuckled softly and casually accepted the silver note. "Don't worry, Steward Shi. Now that I've accepted the Fan family's money, I will do my utmost to cure Master Fan. If I can't relieve his pain, I will return the money to you exactly as I took it."
Seeing her so confident, Fan Tong finally felt at ease. "In that case, Miss Chen, please go and find the medicine!"
She needs to search for medicine?
It's just a few lice; curing him is a piece of cake.
The goal is to make you vomit blood and to make you bully others in a stingy way.
"Master Chen, before I go to find the poison, I must gather all the other auxiliary medicinal materials first. Otherwise, if I catch the poison, I won't be able to refine the medicine in time, which may affect the efficacy of the medicine." Chen Qingqing said this nonsense with a straight face.
Fan Tong was completely disoriented at this point, his mind filled with thoughts of his impending death. In order to survive, he wished he could take the medicine right now.
He waved his hand, "The shit stinks too much. Go and prepare some top-quality ginseng and cordyceps to take back to Miss Chen and make medicine pills."
"I'll go get it right away." Shi Taishou was about to leave when he turned back and asked, "Master, how much of each is appropriate?"
"This..." Fan Tong looked at Chen Qingqing and asked with a smile, "Miss Chen, how much of these medicines should we prepare?"
"Ten ginseng roots, five catties of cordyceps, and ten catties of deer antler."
"What?! Ten ginseng roots? Ten lingzhi mushrooms? Ten catties of deer antler?" Fan Tong was almost speechless with shock. One ginseng root was worth more than a hundred taels of silver, and cordyceps was also priceless. Deer antler was known as soft gold, and its price was so high that it was astonishing. These things alone were worth ten thousand gold pieces. This was going to kill him!
Fan Hun grimaced upon hearing this and couldn't help but say, "Miss Chen, ginseng, cordyceps, and deer antler are all highly nourishing medicines. If my father eats these things, won't he bleed from his nose and mouth?"
Chen Qingqing smiled faintly, "It is precisely because it is a highly nourishing substance that I asked you to prepare it. Your father's heart is already beginning to fester, and simple medicines are simply ineffective. To completely cure it, we must use poison combined with nourishing medicine."
Think about it, if we only used poison, let alone five kinds, even just one of them would be enough to kill your father. To remove the poisonous wind, we must combine it with nourishing medicines, lest your father's body cannot withstand it and he dies.”
"Alright, Dad, did you hear that?"
Fan Hun glanced at Fan Tong with dissatisfaction, "You still scold me for being wasteful every day, but look at the mess this has made. A disease that could be cured with a few urinations is now being treated with ginseng and lingzhi, which costs a lot of money!"
"Not counting cordyceps and deer antler, just take ginseng alone. One ginseng root costs over a hundred taels of silver, ten of them would be over a thousand taels! That's enough for so many girls I could hire, so many visits to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion! Just thinking about it makes me anxious. Aren't you just throwing away the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed?"
"You unfilial brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Is your father's life more important, or your visits to brothels? Get out of here and stay there!" Fan Tong felt heartbroken and reluctant to part with his son, but what could he do to save his own life?
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Miss Chen, could you please reduce the amount of these herbs? They are all treasures I've collected over many years."
Chen Qingqing said sternly, "Master Fan, are you out of your mind? This is a medical consultation, not a grocery shopping trip where you can haggle. I'm not exaggerating, but if your illness isn't treated promptly, it will definitely relapse in three days. If you don't take your medicine on time in six days, even if you bring out a whole cart of ginseng, I won't be able to help you. You can just wait until your abdomen ruptures and your intestines spill out!"
These words really intimidated the shrewd and calculating Fan Tong. He dared not risk his life. If, like last time, he tried to save twenty taels of silver and caused his chronic illness to worsen, the consequences would be very serious.
He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and waved his hand at Shi Taishou, "Steward Shi, go and bring the ginseng, cordyceps, and deer antler that Miss Chen wanted."
"Yes, sir, I'll go prepare right away," Shi Taishou returned in a moment, instructing the servants behind him to place everything on the table.
"Please take a look, Miss Chen. Here are ten top-grade fourth-class ginseng roots, five catties of cordyceps, and ten catties of deer antler."
Chen Qingqing's lips curled up, feeling quite pleased with herself. She had previously been worried about making a living, but now she realized earning money was so easy. She waved her hand dismissively.
"Alright, take all these things with you. I'll set off for Wolf Valley immediately, catch the poisonous creatures and start making medicine. I'll try my best to come back in three days for a follow-up examination for Master Fan."
Fan Tong was stunned, a thought rising in his mind. This was all money! How could he let her take it all? As the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover; who knew if she was truly kind?
What if she secretly hides a ginseng root? He'd be at a huge loss. No way, he can't let her take it away.
“Miss Chen, please wait here. How about this, you go to Wolf Valley to find poison first, and then come to the Fan residence to make medicine. I can also ask the servants to help you out.”
"Does Master Fan not trust me?" Chen Qingqing frowned, her face immediately turning cold. "I'm here to prepare medicine pills, not to boil swill to feed pigs. What help can your servants possibly provide?"
"No, no, Miss Chen, you misunderstand. What I meant was to have the servants help you with some of the heavy work so that you could have an easier time. I was just worried about tiring you out."
"I think you're not worried about me getting tired, but rather about whether you have enough ginseng, right?"
Having his thoughts exposed, Fan Tong blushed deeply and quickly chuckled awkwardly to cover his embarrassment. "Miss Chen is really joking. You think too little of me. How could I suspect you of embezzling my ginseng!"
Seeing this, Fan Tong couldn't help but burst into laughter again, "Father, you really know how to lie through your teeth. Look at your face, it's as red as a monkey's bottom. Miss Chen must have hit a nerve with you."
"You, you, you..." Fan Tong was so angry and ashamed that he wanted to crawl into a hole and stomped his foot hard. "You brainless idiot, shut up! You've made me lose all face."
"That's right, you treat people like thieves. If you're so capable, then don't let Miss Chen treat your illness." Fan Hun was unconvinced and muttered to himself, "I understand the principle of trusting those you employ and not employing those you don't trust. How come you don't know it?"
Seeing her son getting into his old ways again, Madam Fan couldn't help but complain, "Hun'er, say less and don't interrupt."
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