The original body’s talent for medicine might not have been as high as Ye Bozhong’s, but compared to the doctors of this era, the Ye family still had two almost-lost supreme skills.
The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles and the Yin-Yang Nine Needles.
Traditional Chinese medicine has always been a miraculous healing art that even modern science often cannot explain. If these two needle techniques were used properly, the Ye family clinic would surely return to its peak.
The original owner’s father had also never grasped the essence of these two needle techniques.
Ye Shaohua had flipped through both needle techniques last night. It wouldn’t take her long to learn them, but what she lacked was opportunity.
Now that something like this had happened to the Ye family, and the emperor had spoken with imperial authority, he had already branded Ye Bozhong a “quack doctor.”
This was not modern society. Even if there was injustice involved, ordinary people would all be kept in the dark. And so, even if the emperor, out of consideration for Ye Shaohua as a young girl, did not shut down the clinic, no one would believe in the Ye family anymore.
Not to mention that Ye Shaohua was only a fifteen-year-old girl. They did not even believe Ye Bozhong—so how could they believe Ye Shaohua?
Ye Shaohua had originally wanted to cooperate with Prince Duan’s residence.
But they had already found Divine Doctor Liu early on, so clearly they had no such intention.
Ye Shaohua did not find this strange either. The one who had ties with Prince Duan’s residence was Ye Bozhong. She was just an orphan girl. It was already good enough that Prince Duan’s residence was still willing to pay her any attention.
However, before this, Prince Duan’s residence and the Ye family really had been very close.
Back then, when the old prince was gravely injured on the battlefield and barely clinging to life, it was Ye Bozhong who pulled him back from the gates of hell. Later, he also became the old princess consort’s personal physician.
Before Ye Bozhong died, the old princess consort had even thought of having Ye Shaohua marry into Prince Duan’s residence.
Although the two families had never said it outright, in the eyes of the common people in Jiangnan, that was exactly what it meant.
Speaking of this Prince Duan, Sima Mingyu, he was the young prince of Prince Duan’s residence, and also Jiangnan’s number one talented scholar. The poems he wrote circulated through the streets and alleys. Not only that, he had followed Prince Duan onto the battlefield and learned martial arts, and he also had quite a reputation in the martial world.
He was even one of the top ten figures on the martial world’s famous persons list.
On the Carefree Pavilion’s casually compiled beauty list and handsome men list, he was also someone who could rank among the top three.
A man with such astonishing talent and outstanding appearance was a romantic figure circulating in the storybooks passed around among wealthy young ladies and sheltered young girls of the martial world.
Because of this, any scrap of information about him was sold by the Carefree Pavilion, and the Ye family, being somewhat close to Prince Duan’s residence, naturally also fell into the eyes of the martial world and the common people of Jiangnan.
The common people of Jiangnan had scrutinized Ye Shaohua from top to bottom and pointed out that her family background was not worthy of him.
Now Ye Bozhong was dead, and the emperor’s label of “quack doctor” had already spread throughout Jiangnan.
But those outside matters were only rumors. In the original owner’s memories, there was nothing at all. And now Sima Mingyu was excessively polite to Ye Shaohua. He only gave a slight bow toward Ye Bozhong before hurriedly leaving.
Ye Shaohua let out a breath of relief. Seeing Sima Mingyu like this, Prince Duan’s residence probably did not have that intention.
“The ginseng in the kitchen is almost used up. Fortunately, Prince Duan sent one,” Dongxue said. At this point, her expression turned bitter again. “Miss, what are we going to do from now on?”
She was about the same age as Ye Shaohua. Two orphan girls, in this era that was extremely harsh toward women, would find it too difficult to make a living.
There was no expression of sorrow on Ye Shaohua’s face. She only said lightly, “Open the clinic. Clear my father’s name.”
“Huh?” Dongxue was stunned. “Still open the clinic?”
“Little Dongxue, from now on you just be responsible for counting the silver.” Ye Shaohua said in a low voice.
She looked outside the door, where visitors were so scarce you could set up a net to catch sparrows, and a not-so-gentle smile with a fierce edge curled at the corner of her lips.
The cold light reflected in the depths of her eyes made Dongxue freeze again.
And at the doorway, for some reason, Sima Mingxuan turned back once more to look at this orphan girl of the Ye family, and happened to catch that expression in his eyes.
Although the prince’s residence was on good terms with the Ye family, Sima Mingxuan only had an impression of Ye Bozhong, the imperial skilled physician. As for this eldest young lady of the Ye family, whom he had not seen many times, he had no real impression at all.
The other party was, first, not outstanding in medicine, and second, had nothing presentable to offer.
So from beginning to end, Sima Mingxuan had never taken her to heart.
But…
That look just now seemed completely different from the little Ye family girl in his memory.
“Young prince?” Little Fuzi at his side called out to him.
Sima Mingxuan came back to his senses and shook his head. “Nothing. Let’s go.”
Not far from the Ye family clinic.
Little Fuzi pointed at the bustling Huichun Hall in the distance and said excitedly to Sima Mingyu, “Young prince, look, that’s Huichun Hall. I heard that for difficult and complicated illnesses at Huichun Hall, you have to wait in line until three days later, and people from the capital and all sorts of other places come seeking treatment. This Divine Doctor Liu really is a godlike figure!”
Compared with the cold and quiet Liu family clinic, Huichun Hall was packed with people—a stark contrast.
Because Ye Bozhong had been singled out by the emperor, everyone now knew that the Ye family were all quacks, and had even been beheaded.
Never mind new customers—even those old customers no longer dared to come to the Ye family for treatment.
Instead, Liu Mingxin had risen to fame in one fell swoop. But with that eerie method of hers, she действительно did have the ability.
As soon as Little Fuzi spoke, Sima Mingyu was slightly startled. He thought of the young girl he had glimpsed briefly at the prince’s residence a few days ago. For some reason, she always gave him a familiar feeling, especially the scent of medicinal herbs on her…
At this moment, Liu Mingxin was at the prince’s residence treating the old princess consort.
Her way of diagnosing was different from others too. She did not take the pulse. Instead, she listened to the person’s heartbeat through a tube.
This made the common people here even more convinced that Liu Mingxin was a godlike figure.
Now ordinary doctors all used observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking, and were extremely meticulous. Who else could tell a person’s illness through a tube like she did?
“Old Princess Consort,” after listening to the diagnosis, Liu Mingxin concluded, “yours is coronary heart disease. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know this illness. In a few days, after I prepare a heart-saving pill, you’ll be able to go out and have fun like a normal person. If you have an attack, just take one pill and you’ll be fine. There’s no need to stay shut up in the prince’s residence all day. That’s extremely bad for a patient.”
Hearing Liu Mingxin say this, the old princess consort’s eyes lit up, but she still hesitated somewhat. “But back then, Imperial Physician Ye said that with acupuncture for a few years, my illness could be completely cured…”
Liu Mingxin let out a scoff. This kind of illness could still be cured? As expected, the ancients really were so foolish.
Simply laughable enough to kill a person.
