Chapter 85: Risky Treatment
Qingwu only felt the skin against her cheek was slightly cool, and could vaguely feel the fine stubble of beard, which pricked her tender face and caused a slight shiver.
But the skin quickly went from being slightly cool to gradually becoming warm, and finally it seemed as if it was going to burn her.
The boy on the other side was having an even harder time. The numbness on his jaw hadn't faded away yet when something warm touched the side of his cheek. The touch was as delicate and soft as a petal, but even warmer than a petal.
He was a little at a loss for words, his Adam's apple rolled as he tried to swallow, but he was afraid of disturbing the flower buds on his cheek. This made his throat dry and his blood hot.
The boy's fingertips were trembling uncontrollably, and finally he placed them on the girl's waist like a possessed man, restraining himself from using any force.
"Qingqing..." He couldn't help but call out in a low voice, his voice more hoarse than ever before.
The vibration of the chest cavity when speaking was transmitted through the pressed bodies, which made the girl's ears numb and woke her up suddenly.
His face suddenly felt hot, and Qingwu fumbled to stand up by holding the wheelchair armrest, but his fingertips accidentally pressed on the back of his hand.
"I'm sorry."
The girl immediately let go of her hand, her voice filled with annoyance. What happened to her? Didn't she just fall accidentally?
Before I could sort out my thoughts, Zhao Tong's figure was already within five steps. He walked over with an oil-paper umbrella, "Master, Madam, it's time for dinner."
This sentence made Qing Wu suddenly step back two steps, lowering her head awkwardly to adjust her dress, not realizing how much she was trying to hide.
Xiao Ji looked at her lightly flushed cheeks and suddenly chuckled: "Qingqing, your hairpin is also crooked."
The hairpin was naturally crooked because it had just brushed against his forehead. He didn't care about the pain and was just joking about it.
Hearing this, Qingwu became even more anxious and hurriedly tried to adjust the hairpin, which made the smile in the boy's eyes deepen.
When Zhao Tong broke through the rain and walked to the corridor, he saw his master smiling. The peach blossom eyes that used to be cold and reserved finally showed affection. He looked at his wife with indescribable tenderness and tenderness.
This scene made Zhao Tong forget what he was going to say for a moment. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside. The rhythm was intense, as if there was something urgent.
The warm and ambiguous atmosphere was instantly swept away. Xiao Ji frowned slightly, turned around and told Zhao Tongdao: "Go and take a look."
It was almost dusk, and the sky was very dark because of the heavy rain. Who would come at this moment?
Zhao Tong, who had just arrived at the corridor, responded with an umbrella. Soon he led Azhu and his family, who were soaked all over, hurried out of the rain. The raindrops dripped down their straw raincoats and onto the bluestone slabs.
Before Qingwu could see what was happening, the middle-aged woman knelt on the ground, crying, "Madam! Please save Xiaoxing!" She was one of the village women working in the backyard. Qingwu had never concealed her knowledge of medicine from them, so when her daughter had a fever and there was no time to go to town, she immediately thought of Qingwu.
Azhu also took off his straw raincoat, revealing the little girl in his arms. It was his sister Xiaoxing. At this moment, the girl's face was flushed red and she kept making faint whimpering sounds.
"Please, Madam, please save my sister. She has a high fever and it's raining on a rainy night. The doctor is still in town, so it's too late to call him!"
Qingwu clenched her fingers suddenly, and subconsciously took a step forward, but then stopped abruptly - Xi Qingtong was not familiar with medicine, and she could not expose herself.
She thought this step didn't reveal anything unusual, but the boy who knew her true identity had already focused his attention on her.
Xiao Ji's gaze lingered on her tense face for a moment, and he knew she must be in a dilemma, so he took the initiative to give her a way out and said, "I remember Qingqing said that you learned some medical knowledge from your sister when you were at home?"
Qingwu's pupils suddenly shrank. He actually still remembered her casual words, but now he gave her a reason.
only……
But Xiao Ji didn't wait for her to think clearly, and said to Ah Zhu: "Hurry up and bring the child to Madam to see."
Azhu hurriedly handed his sister over.
Qing Wu was still hesitant, but when he saw the blushing girl in front of him, his medical instinct instantly overwhelmed all his concerns.
"Yes... I have learned a little bit."
Her voice trembled, but she had already taken the child. The girl's scorching body temperature could be felt through her clothes, and she immediately ignored everything else and walked towards the side hall with the child in her arms, "Come with me."
Azhu and his mother followed immediately.
As the group hurriedly turned into the side hall, Zhao Tong, who had been watching from the side until now, finally couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Master, Madam only has a superficial understanding of the subject. How can she rashly agree to this?"
"It's okay to let her try. After all, human life is at stake."
Xiao Ji looked towards the side hall and comforted Zhao Tong. He did not intend to go and take a look, as that would only make his wife nervous and she would not dare to use her medical skills.
But Zhao Tong was puzzled. He looked around anxiously, and finally said, "I'd better go and take a look."
Xiao Ji did not stop him. After what happened, he would have been suspicious even without him saying anything.
Zhao Tong walked quickly towards the side hall. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and froze in place.
Several candles were lit in the room, a simple quilt was spread on the floor, the child was lying on the quilt, and the lady who "knew a little bit" was holding a glittering object in her hand.
Is that a needle?
Is this something that even a superficial person would have?!
Zhao Tong couldn't believe his eyes, but the girl in his eyes was flying her hands, and several silver needles had accurately pierced into the girl's neck and elbows.
She looked focused, and lightly flicked the end of the needle with her fingertips, and the silver needle made a slight buzzing sound.
Zhao Tong took a deep breath and didn't ask. He could see that this was definitely not something that could be done with just a superficial understanding.
Qingwu turned around when he heard the sound, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and continued to give Xiaoxing acupuncture.
He gently soothed her, "Don't move, understand?"
Looking at the lady's calm and composed appearance, and seeing this familiar scene, a person suddenly appeared in Zhao Tong's mind - the second lady of the Xi family, the girl who gave first aid to her master at the horse farm that day.
A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, making Qingwu's face brighter in an instant, and allowing Zhao Tong to see Qingwu's expression and movements more clearly.
Zhao Tong finally couldn't help but go inside and ask, "Madam, have you studied acupuncture?"
While speaking, Zhao Tong stared at Qingwu's face. The silver needle in Qingwu's hand paused slightly, and the tip of the needle flashed a cold light in the candlelight.
Her eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow on her face, just covering up the fleeting panic in her eyes.
"I also learned a little from my sister..."
Qingwu answered softly, turning sideways inconspicuously to avoid Zhao Tong's inquiring gaze.
She also didn't want to reveal that she knew acupuncture, but there was no other way. There were no complete herbal medicines available now, and the child's high fever would not go down. If acupuncture was not used to suppress it, it might damage his intelligence.
This was a gift from her grandmother. It was the only thing she brought from the Xi family during the exchange. She didn't expect that she would still take it out.
She thought Zhao Tong didn't know medicine, but Zhao Tong had seen too many imperial doctors in the palace, and Qingwu's actions were so similar to those of the imperial doctors that he didn't look like a novice at all.
Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes, and the scene in his memory became clearer and clearer - that day at the horse farm, Madam Xi Er had also half-knelt on the ground to treat her master...
He became more and more confused and uncertain. When he looked at Qingwu again, he saw a scrutinizing gaze. More and more memories emerged in his mind, revealing more and more doubts.
An absurd thought was growing wildly in his mind, and Zhao Tong felt his mouth dry.
He opened his mouth and just said two words, "Madam..."
Suddenly, Qing Wu looked up, pleading in his eyes: "Uncle Zhao, could you please go to the kitchen and get me some hot water?"
The call of "Uncle Zhao" made his heart tremble.
Zhao Tong looked at Qingwu, then at the girl whose whole body was flushed. Finally, he forced himself to suppress the surprise in his heart and left the side hall.
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