No sooner had Feng Jiu’er’s words faded than Qiao Mu brought in another patient.

“I’m ready whenever.” Jian Yi left these words behind and strode outside.

Feng Jiu’er glanced once at the endearing “great hero” Jian Yi before turning her attention to the patient who had entered.

She waved a hand. “Sit.”

A little over a quarter hour later, Feng Jiu’er, Xiao Yingtao, and Jian Yi left the pharmacy.

Yu Jingfeng, having received word, was already waiting nearby with the carriage.

Directly in front of the pharmacy, Young Master Yue sat upon a black horse, with a carriage waiting beside him.

“Miss Long.” Young Master Yue saw Feng Jiu’er emerge and immediately came forward to greet her.

“Miss Long, the carriage is ready. Let’s go.”

Feng Jiu’er looked at Young Master Yue and nodded politely, then turned to glance at Yu Jingfeng.

“I’ll ride in my own carriage. Please lead the way, sir.”

She nodded again, turned, and walked toward Yu Jingfeng.

Xiao Yingtao and Jian Yi followed Feng Jiu’er’s lead and boarded the carriage as well.

Young Master Yue had no choice but to mount his horse and ride alongside.

The carriage traveled for roughly an hour before coming to a stop.

“Miss Jiu’er, we’ve arrived — this is the Yue residence.” Yu Jingfeng’s voice came from outside.

Feng Jiu’er took a deep breath and stood.

She hadn’t expected that on just her second day, she’d already be invited to a place like this.

Jian Yi lifted the carriage curtain, and Feng Jiu’er and Xiao Yingtao stepped down one after the other.

By then, Young Master Yue, who had led the way, had already dismounted and come to stand beside their carriage.

Before he could speak, Xiao Yingtao took out a small notebook, glanced up at the sky, then brought her gaze back down to Young Master Yue.

“Time starts counting from the moment we enter the residence — one hundred taels of silver per hour. Whatever treatment you need, sir, please state it clearly now, so we don’t waste any time.”

“Remember, time is money. Understood?”

Young Master Yue paid no attention to Xiao Yingtao, his eyes fixed on the beauty before him. “Miss Long, hello! I’m the Yue family’s eldest son, my name is Yue Xingchen.”

“So you’re the Yue family’s eldest son. I’ve heard much about you.” Feng Jiu’er nodded slightly toward Yue Xingchen.

“I wonder what matter the Yue family’s eldest son has invited me here for?”

“No rush.” Yue Xingchen shook his head with a smile. “Miss Long is not someone money can measure. To have the chance to meet you today, Miss Long, must be fate.”

“My apologies! I’m a physician — I don’t perform for entertainment, nor do I sing for hire. If the Yue family’s eldest son invited me here for something other than a medical consultation, I’ll be on my way.”

Feng Jiu’er forced a small smile and turned to leave.

“What’s going on?” Xiao Yingtao frowned at Yue Xingchen. “So Young Master Yue didn’t actually invite us for a consultation? In the future, jokes like this would be best avoided.”

“Regardless, the deposit is non-refundable. Jiu’er, let’s go.”

Xiao Yingtao gave a cold huff and looped her arm through Feng Jiu’er’s.

Yue Xingchen, growing anxious, strode forward and blocked the path in front of Feng Jiu’er and Xiao Yingtao.

“Miss Long, please don’t misunderstand. I truly do have an important matter to ask of you. I heard that yesterday you treated my grandfather’s legs and the results were good.”

“Today’s house call is to treat my grandfather — not me.”

“Miss Long, let’s discuss this once we’re inside.” Yue Xingchen gestured respectfully. “Please, this way!”

Although Yue Xingchen spoke of treating an illness, the way he looked at Feng Jiu’er was different from how he looked at ordinary people.

Not just Xiao Yingtao — even Jian Yi and Yu Jingfeng noticed it.

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Jian Yi kept a cold expression throughout; perhaps if Yue Xingchen had leaned even an inch closer, he would have struck.

Yu Jingfeng stood watch nearby, his presence equally chilling.

He was quite worried — if the prince found out he’d brought Miss Jiu’er out to earn money like this, would he get beaten for it?

But Miss Jiu’er had her own ideas and her own plans; as long as she didn’t come to harm, he couldn’t very well stop her.

Feng Jiu’er looked at Yue Xingchen and raised an eyebrow. “Your grandfather?”

“Yes.” Yue Xingchen nodded vigorously. “My grandfather’s illness has lasted half a year now. He’s seen many physicians, but nothing’s helped.”

“Last night I heard my mother say a miracle doctor had arrived at the Long Ying Pharmacy, so today I came to invite you myself.”

“Miss Long, please, this way!” Yue Xingchen gestured respectfully once more.

Feng Jiu’er said nothing and turned to walk forward.

Only then did Xiao Yingtao let the disdain fade from her face, falling into step beside Feng Jiu’er.

Yue Xingchen watched Feng Jiu’er’s retreating figure, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

He had no idea that at this very moment, two formidable experts had their eyes locked on him without mercy.

Should he behave inappropriately in any way, he likely wouldn’t even know how he’d met his end.

Yu Jingfeng watched everyone approach the Yue residence, glanced around once, and followed along.

Yue Xingchen led Feng Jiu’er straight into the main hall of the Yue residence.

Along the way, servants bowed respectfully to Yue Xingchen one after another — the Yue household clearly carried considerable standing.

“Madam.” A maidservant returned to the main hall. “The young master has brought the physician.”

Tang Xiaohua nodded, set down her cup, and rose to walk outside.

By the time Yue Xingchen and Feng Jiu’er arrived in front of the main hall, Tang Xiaohua and her maid had already come out.

“Miss Long, you’ve arrived.” Tang Xiaohua greeted her with a smile. “I had matters to attend to this morning, so I had to send Xingchen to fetch you.”

“Xingchen — he didn’t behave improperly, did he?”

“Mother, how could your son ever be improper?” Yue Xingchen said, looking at Tang Xiaohua with a faint smile.

Tang Xiaohua glanced at Yue Xingchen, then turned her gaze back to Feng Jiu’er.

“Miss Long, thank you for making the trip. My husband’s father is right in the main chamber.”

“It’s no trouble at all.” Feng Jiu’er met Tang Xiaohua’s gaze, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. “House calls come with a fee — Madam Yue, there’s no need to be so courteous.”

After all, if not for her and the Tang Family’s old madam, her own shop’s business wouldn’t be doing nearly so well today.

“Miss Long, you flatter me.” Tang Xiaohua waved a hand.

Though she was the wife of the wealthiest household in Yue City, and an elder besides, she never put on airs in front of Feng Jiu’er.

Feng Jiu’er, too, quite liked this candid and generous lady of the Yue household. She found herself curious what kind of man could have married a woman like her.

Tang Xiaohua and Yue Xingchen brought Feng Jiu’er into the main hall and knocked on the door of a side chamber.

Inside, a man dressed as a steward opened the door.

“Madam, Young Master.” The man gave a bow.

“This is Miss Long, Physician Long. Step aside — Physician Long is here to examine Grandfather,” Yue Xingchen said firmly.

Just as Feng Jiu’er thought she would finally be allowed in to examine Yue Jianfei’s father, the steward, ignoring the young master entirely, stepped out and shut the door — in full view of everyone present, he even locked it.

He turned back to look at Tang Xiaohua and Yue Xingchen, then bowed.

“Madam, Young Master, I’m terribly sorry! The master said the old master is currently under Physician Yang’s care, and no one else is permitted to interfere.”

“Madam, Young Master, without the master’s order, I dare not open this door for you.”