When dawn broke the next day, the magistrate couple had already been sitting by the sickbed for quite a while.

“…Mother… I’m hungry…” the magistrate’s son said weakly.

“Good, good, quick, quickly go make the young master’s favorite duck soup…” the magistrate’s wife said tremblingly, urging as she spoke.

“He can’t eat that right now.” Qi Yue walked over with a smile, bending down to check the drainage tubes. “Start with some rice porridge. After four or five more days, he can eat a little meat.”

“I just… like to eat…” Though weak, the magistrate’s son quickly protested.

“Good, good, quickly go make rice porridge.” The magistrate’s wife interrupted her son and immediately said.

“Mother…” the magistrate’s son whined in dissatisfaction.

The magistrate’s wife now obeyed Qi Yue’s every word, ignoring her son and looking at Qi Yue with gratitude and caution.

“Is there anything else Young Madam needs to instruct?” she asked.

Qi Yue smiled and patted the magistrate’s son’s shoulder.

“Lie down properly, call someone when you need to turn over, don’t try to be tough, and do more deep breathing.” she said with a smile.

The magistrate’s wife memorized this carefully and thanked her again. Qi Yue smiled and walked out, letting the mother and son talk.

Liu Pucheng was nearby considering a prescription. Qi Yue walked over and seriously watched him write.

“…add patrinia…” Liu Pucheng finished writing with his brush, seeing Qi Yue watching intently, he couldn’t help but smile. “Does Young Madam think this will work?”

Qi Yue laughed.

“How would I understand this? Don’t tease me, Teacher.” she laughed, then sighed again, “Traditional Chinese medicine is truly miraculous.”

Liu Pucheng handed the prescription to Zhang Tong and stood up.

“Is Young Madam at ease now?” he asked with a smile.

Qi Yue didn’t understand at first.

“Not afraid of running out of medicine?” Liu Pucheng smiled.

Qi Yue smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

“Doctor Liu, thank you.” She stopped smiling and looked at Liu Pucheng, formally bowing.

“There you go again.” Liu Pucheng shook his head. “How can this old man deserve your thanks? Being able to witness Young Madam’s divine skills with my own eyes, letting this old man know that the ancients truly did not deceive me—there really are only things unimaginable in this world, nothing impossible to achieve. This old man has no regrets in this lifetime. I should be thanking Young Madam instead.”

Saying this, he truly bent down to bow.

Qi Yue quickly supported him.

“Whether skills are good or bad, ultimately it depends on whether the illness can be cured. Though I know this technique, without Doctor Liu’s assistance, it would be useless.” she said.

“You two stop thanking each other back and forth—we’re the ones who should be grateful.” The magistrate’s voice came from the side.

Qi Yue and Liu Pucheng quickly looked over to see the magistrate indeed bowing deeply to them.

“We dare not, we dare not.” Both hurried to support him.

“This is a physician’s duty…”

“This is what I should do…”

They said simultaneously.

“Sir, you mustn’t perform such grand ceremony.”

“Alright, then let’s all stop being so polite.” The magistrate laughed, looking at these two people who had been worn down to an unrecognizable state. “Then I’ll take my son home now. Young Madam, Doctor Liu, you should go back and rest well. These past days have been hard on you both.”

Doctor, you’ve worked hard.

Qi Yue had heard these words many times before—so many that she’d become numb to them. But hearing them now, her heart surged with warmth. She seemed to return to the first time she stepped through the hospital doors as an intern, seeing her first patient, hearing the patient’s gratitude.

“However, that’s not possible right now.” Qi Yue said with a smile.

The magistrate was startled by these words again.

“How… how is there still…” he was so tense he couldn’t speak clearly.

This torment still wasn’t over?

“Though he’s past the danger period, his vitality has been affected after all. Better to observe for a while longer. Here, it’s convenient for me to watch over him. After another week…” Qi Yue quickly said.

“A week?” The magistrate interrupted her in confusion.

“Oh, after another seven or eight days, then let him go home to recuperate.” Qi Yue said with a smile.

Only then did the magistrate breathe a little easier, nodding to express his gratitude.

“As for the young master’s meals, I’ll arrange them. Others needn’t worry about it, and don’t randomly use those nourishing supplements for now.” Qi Yue instructed again.

The magistrate quickly agreed.

“This is truly hard on Young Madam. Such great kindness cannot be repaid… We husband and wife don’t know how to…” His emotions were somewhat excited as he sighed.

“I should also thank Sir for trusting me—this is also Sir’s self-rescue.” Qi Yue smiled.

These words made the magistrate feel warm and happy inside.

“Those people who laughed at the Marquis behind his back are truly ridiculous…” he said to Marquis Dingxi after going out. “Young Madam has such divine skills, and is so intelligent and clever, eloquent, virtuous and kind…”

His string of praise made Marquis Dingxi laugh heartily.

“…What family background or status matters? There are plenty of wealthy families in the world, but how many divine doctors are there?” The magistrate said with feeling, looking at Marquis Dingxi. “Marquis, Young Madam is truly a divine person. Your family is blessed.”

“Not at all, not at all. She’s just a child, can’t deserve such praise…” Marquis Dingxi laughed loudly, being modest with his words, but his face was written all over with ‘that’s right, please say more, praise her more…’

Madam Xie coldly glanced at Marquis Dingxi, who was laughing like a blooming flower, slowly lowered her gaze, and clenched her hands tightly on her lap.

“So hot…”

A’Ru placed the soup bowl on the tray, quickly pinching her earlobes with her hands.

“Miss A’Ru, let me do it.” A servant woman in the kitchen eagerly offered to carry it.

“It’s fine, I’ll do it. You watch over these steamed vegetable buns.” A’Ru said, personally carrying the bowl of soup out.

In the room, Qi Yue was watching Hu San and Zhang Tong help the patient get out of bed.

“It hurts to death. I had my belly cut open, how can I walk so soon?” the magistrate’s son complained, afraid to put his feet on the ground.

He looked pleadingly at the magistrate’s wife, whose face was tense with worry.

But the magistrate’s wife looked at Qi Yue instead.

“Walk a little, just a few steps, don’t be afraid. Otherwise the intestines in your belly will stick together.” Qi Yue said.

This frightened the magistrate’s son somewhat. Seeing his mother wouldn’t speak up for him, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk a few steps.

Qi Yue had Hu San help him lie back down on the bed.

“The mushroom soup is ready.” A’Ru then brought over the soup bowl.

“Is there meat in it?” The magistrate’s son quickly asked, smelling the aroma.

“If you want to eat meat, wait a few more days.” Qi Yue smiled, taking the soup bowl.

“Young Madam, we dare not trouble you.” The magistrate’s wife quickly reached out to take it.

The magistrate’s son had no choice but to drink the mushroom soup his mother fed him. Originally frowning with disgust, after one sip his eyebrows raised.

“Oh.” he said, clearly opening his mouth wider for the second spoonful.

“Our Young Madam made it herself.” A’Ru said from the side.

“How is it? Not bad, right?” Qi Yue asked with a smile.

The magistrate’s son hummed without answering. The magistrate’s wife quickly quietly scolded him to be polite.

Just then a servant outside said the buns were ready, but didn’t come in.

A’Ru quickly turned to get them.

After washing her hands, Qi Yue personally broke off a small piece to feed the magistrate’s son.

“I made this myself too. Try it. It’s even better than those meat dishes.” she said with a smile.

The magistrate’s son wanted to be reserved, but he was still a half-grown child who had been fasting for so many days. How could he resist such tempting aromas? He opened his mouth and ate.

“Really, making Young Madam work personally, we truly…” The magistrate’s wife was full of gratitude, not knowing what to say.

“I’m a doctor.” Qi Yue smiled, breaking off another small piece to feed the magistrate’s son. “I worked so hard to cure him, of course I want to see it through to the end. Pre-surgery is important, but post-surgery care is equally important. Not the slightest carelessness is allowed.”

The magistrate’s son was weak after all, and with the earlier activity, his wound began to hurt again. He stopped eating halfway through and lay on the bed moaning.

“Talk to him. Talk more. Distract his attention.” Qi Yue instructed the magistrate’s wife.

“Doesn’t Doctor Liu have medicine that can stop pain? Why not use some more?” The magistrate’s wife felt sorry for her child and pleaded.

“Pain shows the wound is healing. Better not to use medicine.” Liu Pucheng’s voice came from the outer room as he walked in.

Everyone quickly greeted him.

After resting, Liu Pucheng appeared much more energetic, though the red streaks in his eyes hadn’t completely disappeared.

“Young Madam, go rest for a while. I’ll watch over him.” Liu Pucheng said.

Qi Yue nodded.

Though past the danger period, the two of them still didn’t dare be careless, strictly ensuring that one of them was always by the patient’s side.

“A’Ru, you and Hu San go too. Zhang Tong and I will stay here.” Liu Pucheng said.

A’Ru nodded and followed Qi Yue out.

“Young Madam, I’ll get water for you to soak your feet.” she said.

“No need anymore. Take care of yourself. These days have been tiring enough for you too.” Qi Yue smiled, looking at A’Ru who had obviously lost weight.

“Not tired.” A’Ru shook her head with bright eyes. “Young Madam, I know why you never refuse to save lives.”

“Oh? Why?” Qi Yue asked with a smile.

“Because saving people feels really good.” A’Ru said.

“You might not be able to save them, and then it wouldn’t feel so good. It would scare you to death.” Qi Yue smiled.

“But the feeling of trying hard feels really good.” A’Ru said with firm expression.

Qi Yue looked at her and nodded. Yes, the feeling of doing something with all your heart and effort felt really good.

“A’Ru will definitely be a good doctor in the future.” she said.

“How could this servant learn this well?” A’Ru lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, but then raised it again. “This servant will definitely study hard, so I can help Young Madam—that would be enough.”

Qi Yue smiled.

“Then A’Ru will definitely be a good nurse.” she said.

Nurse—this was the first time A’Ru heard this word, but miraculously she seemed to understand its meaning. She smiled at Qi Yue with some shyness.

This was the first time in days that Qi Yue slept completely soundly…