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Chapter 301 For the Sake of Fairness



Chapter 301 For the Sake of Fairness

Jiang Ya looked at the imperial physician who was trembling as he took his mother's pulse, his face filled with anxiety: "Doctor, how is she?"

The imperial physician wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, his hands still trembling slightly, the pulse he was taking almost wavy lines from his shaking.

He glanced at Jiang Ya's tense face, then quickly lowered his head and whispered, "Your...Your Madam's chronic illness is a bit tricky, but..."

"But what?"

Lin Xi, who was standing nearby, quickly asked.

This man only spoke half of what he meant, and the man really wanted to grab the old man by the legs and force him to reveal everything he had to say.

Jiang Yuandao looked at his bewildered wife sitting at the table and quickly patted her hand to comfort her.

Then he turned to look at the imperial physician, his face sincere: "Brother, we are all honest people, please feel free to speak your mind."

Whether you need any rare medicinal herbs or require any special methods, please feel free to ask.

"As long as my wife's illness can be cured, my Jiang family will repay the debt handsomely, without hesitation!"

Upon hearing this, the imperial physician wiped away his sweat again, his palm so wet he could practically wring out water.

I was truly miserable inside.

He wouldn't dare accept such a generous reward from the Jiang family; he'd risk his life if he did!

This suggestion is unacceptable; it's tantamount to killing him.

The imperial physician panicked, fearing that the Jiang family would try to bribe him with "generous gifts." He hurriedly explained, "No... that's not what I meant. I... I meant that Your Highness's high fever caused a prolonged delay, and now you're showing signs of mental impairment."

But... but if acupuncture is used in conjunction, it could... could restore the lady's clarity of mind. Although it wouldn't completely heal her, she would still be able to recognize people..."

Everyone was overjoyed. Jiang Ya rushed forward and grabbed the imperial physician's arm tightly with both hands. His eyes were red with excitement: "Really? Doctor, please don't lie to me. Can you really help my mother regain some of her senses and recognize us?"

If that's the case, that would be wonderful!

After all, his mother had been in a daze for more than twenty years, and even if she regained a little bit of her senses, it would make them extremely happy.

Jiang Yuandao also showed a happy expression, looking at Yu Yuan with undisguised joy: "Yes, yes, Doctor, you are a living bodhisattva descended to earth. Now, my wife is saved!"

Seeing that no one was making things difficult for him, the imperial physician mustered his courage and stole glances at the three men.

But when he saw Lin Xi staring at him with a dark expression, he was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his throat and he screamed.

This chronic disease has existed for a long time.

Not only would the treatment be time-consuming, but he had already risked his life and used all his strength to achieve the level he described. He had done everything he could.

Lin Xi's face fell, but seeing the old man's submissive demeanor, her doubts were dispelled.

Given his cowardly appearance, I doubt he would dare to hold back or try to fool them.

Traditional Chinese medicine is truly remarkable; its ability to cure diseases to this extent is a level that is far beyond the reach of later generations.

Jiang Ya was filled with gratitude, her eyes slightly red.

He took the imperial physician's hand and said sincerely, "Brother, I am so grateful to you today. I will have to trouble you to take good care of me in the days to come."

"My Jiang family may lack much else, but our respect for our benefactor is boundless. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything!"

The imperial physician nodded hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly: "You flatter me, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it..."

Jiang Yuandao also repeatedly cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother, I entrust my wife's health to you from now on."

Are there any special precautions to take when administering medication or acupuncture?

The imperial physician coughed twice to calm himself down: "Regarding the medication, you must follow the prescription exactly and take the medicine at the correct time every day. There must be no mistakes."

Acupuncture will be administered once every three days initially, and the frequency will depend on the wife's recovery.

When the imperial physician spoke of his profession, he forgot to tremble and stroked his gray beard.

The three people next to him nodded repeatedly and took notes.

The imperial physician took out his personal silver needles, heated them over a fire, and then inserted them into the acupoints on Yu Yuan's head.

Yu Yuan found it novel and felt an itch and tingling sensation on her head.

The imperial physician lowered his head and pulled out another silver needle from his cloth bag.

Yu Yuan's gaze followed the imperial physician's movements twice. In the blink of an eye, Yu Yuan swiftly pulled a silver needle from the cloth bag and began to poke it into the imperial physician's forehead.

After the imperial physician heated the needles, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and his eyes became crossed as he stared intently at the silver needles that were still moving up and down on his forehead.

Her eyes rolled back and she fainted!

With a loud "bang," the three people next to them, who hadn't even had time to make a face, were startled.

"Hehe, you stick it in my head, I stick it in your head, that's fair, isn't it fun?"

Yu Yuan clapped her hands, looking at the imperial physician who had fainted on the ground.

Panic was never on her face; a childlike, mischievous smile hung at the corners of her mouth, raising carefree laugh lines.

"Oh my goodness! My old immortal!"

Jiang Yuandao slapped his thigh, squatted down to help the imperial physician, and kept muttering, "What should we do? What should we do?"

"Brother, old sage, wake up! You absolutely can't be hurt!"

Jiang Ya quickly squatted down to help the imperial physician. Lin Xi was so frightened that she hurriedly pressed on the imperial physician's philtrum.

Seeing that the man remained unconscious, Jiang Ya took off the imperial physician's shoes and socks, preparing to prick the soles of his feet with silver needles.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his mother putting a safety pin into her fingers.

He quickly grabbed Yu Yuan's mischievous hand: "Mom, you can't play with this needle, it's very dangerous!"

His voice was distorted with anxiety.

Yu Yuan pouted as Jiang Ya pulled her along, "This needle doesn't hurt. Look, I stuck it in myself and nothing happened."

As he spoke, he took the silver needles and inserted them into his arm.

Jiang Ya's dumbfounded gaze shifted from his mother's hands to the arm with the silver needles inserted.

"See, son, you're perfectly fine, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Jiang Ya glanced at his mother, then at the silver needles in his arm, and suddenly jumped up, clutching his arm and wailing, "It hurts so much!"

Jiang Yuandao and Lin Xi, who were busy attending to the imperial physician, were drawn over by Jiang Ya's shout. Seeing the scene, they were both annoyed and amused.

But then their expressions turned to terror, because Yu Yuan was charging towards them with silver needles in hand.

The cries of pain from Jiang Ya beside her continued unabated. Seeing that she was about to become the next "Jiang Ya" clutching her arm and jumping up and down, Lin Xi panicked.

Instead of pressing down on the imperial physician's philtrum, he started pinching it tightly.

The imperial physician, who was dying in his sleep, suddenly sat up in shock.

He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw Yu Yuan grinning at him with her face close to his.

The silver needle in her hand was still trembling slightly. This time, it pierced his flesh quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately.

The imperial physician let out a mournful cry, so pitiful that it brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it and saddened all who saw it.

Lin Xi: (?o?o)

Jiang Yuandao: (′?w??`)


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