Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 63: Robbed
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Feng Jinyuan also knew that once Shen entered the palace, the Feng family would have to make a statement no matter what.
Concubine Yun seems to be absent from the Holy Grace, but if the emperor does not have her in his heart, how could he be so fond of the son she gave birth to.
"That's all!" He waved his hand, as if to drive away the endless troubles surrounding him, "If the evil woman can get out of the palace alive, she can be sent to Mingyue Temple outside the city."
Feng Chenyu closed her eyes in despair, and the sound of broken jade sounded in her heart.
Are the Feng family giving up on her?
In Tongshengxuan, Feng Yuheng arranged for Qingyu to review the accounts with Eunuch Zhang, and asked them to go to Qibaozhai with the land deed. The shopkeeper must not be able to use it now, and Shen had exchanged the items in the store with very few valuable items left. She simply asked Qibao Zhai to close down like Baicaotang, and wait for her to finish the things at hand. Consider and deal with it.
She herself took Huang Quan out of the house, and her destination was a village on the outskirts of Beijing.
Earlier, she promised the old man who bought the fake ginseng that she would visit the doctor in person, and her words should always be honored.
The address was written down by Huang Quan. When they arrived, they were catching up with a family in the village to marry their daughter. A little donkey carried a girl covered with a red hijab, and beside her was a bride. The bride herself carried a bag on her shoulders, presumably to pack some personal clothes. It was desolate and desolate, without any joy at all. Several villagers who were seeing off their relatives followed him all the way to the entrance of the village, but they also shook their heads and sighed.
Feng Yuheng stopped the carriage to make way for the donkey, and the onlookers’ conversations drifted into her ears: “It’s such a pity that a big girl should marry a fool.”
"There is nothing the Old Chen family can do. Jiaoer's mother is so sick and the family is in debt. How can she get the money to pay for her mother's medical treatment if she doesn't marry that fool?"
“Didn’t I say that I took ginseng last time to extend my life? Why didn’t I see any improvement?”
"Ginseng is just a breath of air, and the prescription is not just ginseng. I can't get the medicine nearby, and I don't have the money to hire a doctor. Let me see, the old ginseng root is used up, and Jiaotama's breath is just that." It’s time to swallow.”
Feng Yuheng thought that the old Chen family that the villagers said was probably the family she was looking for, and quickly asked the coachman to move on.
The carriage drove into the village, twisting and turning, and finally stopped in a remote corner.
Huang Quan helped Feng Yuheng get out of the car and saw that this so-called house was actually a thatched hut with obvious exposure to the wind on all sides. A cloth curtain hung at the door was regarded as the door.
Such a scene reminded her of the place in Xiping Village where the original owner had lived for three years, and she sighed inwardly.
Huang Quan took the lead in lifting the door curtain. There was an old couple sitting in the small space, one lying on the other. The person sitting was the old man he saw in Baicaotang that day.
When the old man saw someone coming, he was startled for a moment, and then found out that it was Feng Yuheng. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
The old lady was seriously ill and struggled for a long time but could not get up, but she kept asking: "Is Jiao'er back?"
Old Chen's nose felt sour, he turned around and wiped it on his face casually, and then said to Feng Yuheng: "Miss, why are you here."
"Last time I promised to treat my aunt in person, and I never break my promise." She smiled lightly and walked to the straw couch and sat down next to the old lady. "Mom, reach out here and let me have a look."
Old Chen felt embarrassed and moved when he saw Feng Yuheng sitting on the dirty straw couch in his house wearing a clean and flowing dress. He had never had any hope that Feng Yuheng could come in person. Giving him a ginseng for free was already a great favor. How could such a wealthy lady come to a place where low-class people like them lived?
But Feng Yuheng really came.
He quickly told his wife: "This is the great benefactor who gave us ginseng! He is the owner of Baicao Hall in the capital!"
As soon as the old lady heard this, she wanted to stand up and kowtow to her benefactor, but Feng Yuheng stopped her and said, "Auntie, it's important to see a doctor."
She took her pulse carefully and found that the old lady's symptoms were indeed similar to what she expected. As people become sick due to overwork, and as people get older, age-related diseases come to their doorstep. It is not too serious for modern medicine, but in ancient times when there was no medical condition, it was a fatal disease.
"Madam, let me ask you, do you often feel angina, accompanied by suffocation and breathlessness?" She put down the old lady's wrist and began to inquire about the symptoms.
The old lady was surprised that such a young girl could actually see a doctor and could describe her illness so accurately. I couldn't help but nodded, "My benefactor is absolutely right."
"Yes." Feng Yuheng asked again: "Does this kind of cramping pain only start from the heart at first, and gradually spread to the shoulders, arms, and even fingers? And this kind of pain becomes more intense and continuous every time. Does the time get longer every time?"
"How do you know?" The old lady was completely conquered by Feng Yuheng, "None of the old doctors who came to see me before were so accurate."
When Old Man Chen heard this, he quickly said: "The owner of Baicaotang is of course the most powerful person!"
Feng Yuheng smiled and did not explain. She knew in her heart that the old lady had coronary heart disease, but in this era of extreme lack of medical equipment, there was no guarantee how long she would be able to survive with medication alone. What's more, with the conditions of the Chen family, it doesn't look like a place where patients can rest in peace and recuperate.
"There is a medicine box in the carriage. I will go get it myself. Uncle Chen, go get a bowl of water first. My girl will take care of it." Feng Yuheng returned to the carriage without letting Huang Quan follow.
As soon as he entered the carriage, he immediately lowered the curtain, opened the small medicine box inside, and rummaged through the pharmacy space with his mind, finally finding several medicines for treating coronary heart disease. After picking some more, he unpacked them all and put them into the empty porcelain bottles prepared in the medicine box.
When I returned to the thatched cottage, old man Chen also brought water. She fed the old lady the medicine, then handed the porcelain bottle to Old Man Chen, and told him the time and precautions for taking the medicine, and then she stood up and left with peace of mind.
Old man Chen didn't know how to thank her, so he said he wanted to kowtow to express his gratitude.
Feng Yuheng thought for a while and then said to him: "If your daughter doesn't marry well, you can still get her back if you go after her now." As she said that, she took out a fifty-tael piece of silver from her sleeve pocket. Ticket, "Anyway, I have a fate with Baicaotang. If it weren't for me, I might not have found out the dirty tricks so quickly. These are my thank you gifts to the old man. Let's go and bring Jiao'er back." If she is willing, let her come to see me at Baicao Hall in three days."
What needs to be done has been done and what needs to be said has been said. Feng Yuheng did not stay any longer and took Huang Quan back to the carriage. The coachman shouted and the carriage drove away from the village.
Huang Quan seemed to understand why Feng Yuheng wanted the daughter of the Chen family to come to Baicaotang, so he couldn't help but ask: "Miss, do you want to recruit more people?"
Feng Yuheng didn't hide anything from her and nodded seriously: "That's right. I was still young when I left the capital and didn't understand anything. This great capital is simply a strange place for me. If you are around me Some people who don’t trust them don’t even know when they will be sold.”
Huang Quan agreed with her words very much, "Yes, the Feng family has made all three shops like this. If there are our own people in the shop, how could we let the Feng family bully them like this."
Feng Yuheng said nothing. On the one hand, cultivating her own power is one thing. She also has an idea about Baicaotang that has been swirling in her mind these days.
Due to her career in her previous life, she always saw patients with itchy hands. If Baicaotang could develop into a hospital-like existence and she would focus on cultivating some professionals in this area, then for this era , is it considered a blessing?
Feng Yuheng has always been worried about Huaixuan Tianming's injuries. The bottom line is: the medical condition does not allow it. She had all the skills, but no equipment to help her. If the Dashun Dynasty could gradually improve the medical conditions, more people would not follow in this footsteps.
Of course, these are all things for later. She knew that until everything was stable, everything was just a fantasy.
Closing his eyes slightly, he leaned against the carriage to rest his mind. Huang Quan also followed her example and leaned aside.
But before she leaned in for a while, Feng Yuheng's ears twitched sensitively.
She heard a sound, as if something was roaring through the air and riding on the wind, approaching rapidly with strong murderous intent.
She and Huang Quan opened their eyes at the same time and reacted at the same time - Feng Yuheng leaned back and went straight to the window, while Huang Quan drew out the sword from his waist and faced the car curtain in front of him and blocked it, and at the same time rushed towards the driver. He shouted - "Be careful!"
Just as Feng Yu Heng rushed out of the window, Huang Quan's sword was hit by a sharp arrow with such force that her jaw went numb.
But fortunately, he escaped this disaster. If he hadn't discovered it early, the arrow would have hit Feng Yuheng's heart.
Huang Quan took a deep breath of air and threw himself out through the car window without saying a word.
The two were not far apart and met immediately after landing. Feng Yuheng asked Huang Quan worriedly: "Are you okay?"
Huang Quan felt warm in his heart and said quickly: "It's okay. Is the lady injured?"
"No."
The two learned about each other's situation concisely and clearly, and the two did not speak again after that. They stood back to back vigilantly, one person holding a sword, and the other person touched a few silver needles between his fingers at some point.
Soon, countless black-masked men in black swarmed up from all directions, surrounding the two women.
These men in black didn't talk nonsense. They came up with long knives and slashed, causing Feng Yuheng to frown. What the hell, isn't the standard startup mode for this kind of situation to start with a few opening remarks? She had to ask who the other person was, and then the other person would say, "There is nothing to explain to a dead man." This was only right!
The twelve-year-old girl put her hands into palms and held a fine silver needle between them. While she was depressed that her first robbery in ancient life did not go according to the routine, she was also thinking about whether she could successfully break out of the encirclement.
Huang Quan's martial arts skills are extremely high, and his swordsmanship is superb. Although she has clearly seen that her young lady is not a good person, she still protects her with all her strength, fearing that she will be hurt at all.
Feng Yuheng actually wanted Huang Quan to run away first. As long as Huang Quan was not around, she could disappear into thin air anytime and anywhere. No matter how many thieves there were, they would not be able to find her. But not now, she couldn't be too blatant, she didn't want to be regarded as a monster.
It's a pity that this small body is really unsatisfactory. After a few rounds, I already had cramps in my calves. Feng Yuheng felt that if she continued to fight, even if she was not killed by these people, she would have to tire herself to death. What's more, she has always been good at close combat and marksmanship. In this kind of sword and sword shadow, she can hardly even get close to the enemy, so there is no need to fight.