Fuling followed Qin Wan into the crowd and immediately drew in a sharp breath.

On the cold stone ground, a young maid in green sat fallen, with an elderly woman in simple clothes unconscious in her arms.

The elderly woman was over sixty with silver hair, her eyes tightly closed, and showing no signs of breathing. Upon closer inspection, her face was dark, with a light sweat on her brow—clearly in serious condition.

The maid in green held the elderly woman tightly and began crying, “When my elderly mistress fell ill, she couldn’t move and shouldn’t be moved. I’m the only attendant here. Please, would any kind of person help find a doctor? You will be well rewarded…”

“The nearest doctor is Doctor Li at Renshou Hall, but it would take nearly half an hour round trip. Young lady, where is your home? You should get family members who can make decisions.”

Though the crowd saw the elderly woman was gravely ill, even those who wanted to help feared getting involved in trouble.

Hearing this, the maid’s lips trembled with difficulty. “Our home… our home is also far… There won’t be enough time. Please, would someone help run this errand…”

“This elderly lady’s symptoms look similar to my mother’s illness before. Back then, my mother also had a dark complexion and couldn’t move. When we got the doctor, he told us to prepare for her funeral.”

At these words, the onlookers unconsciously stepped back, and the maid’s tears fell like pearls. Being the only attendant, she couldn’t leave the elderly woman alone, but without a doctor, wouldn’t she just watch her mistress die?

“Let her lie flat.”

Suddenly, a cool voice rang out from the crowd.

Fuling was watching anxiously and startled at the voice. Before she could react, she saw Qin Wan beside her step forward. Fuling’s eyes widened in disbelief—the speaker was none other than her Young Miss!

“Young Miss, you—”

Being helpful was good, but this was a matter of life and death. If she couldn’t help, what if the family blamed her Young Miss? Fuling anxiously watched Qin Wan, wishing she could pull her back.

The crowd also looked at Qin Wan in surprise—what was she going to do?

Qin Wan knelt beside the elderly woman. “Let her lie flat.”

The ground was hard and cold. The maid in green hesitated. “Miss, you…”

Qin Wan was too young, and her clothes were plain and old. Even though she carried a composure beyond her years, the maid truly couldn’t trust her randomly…

“Does this young lady know medicine?”

“She’s so young, don’t let her cause someone’s death.”

“Yes, good intentions might lead to disaster.”

Qin Wan ignored both the maid’s suspicious glance and the crowd’s discussion.

She directly felt the elderly woman’s pulse, then bent to listen to her chest and throat. After a moment, she said, “Your mistress has long suffered from wind-evil syndrome. Her condition worsened half a year ago, with more than five attacks in the past two months. Just now she suddenly lost consciousness with rigid limbs, stiff tongue, blocked throat, and incomprehensible speech. Looking at her dark forehead and eyes, and her stagnant pulse and qi, this is wind stagnation syndrome with wind evil entering the liver.”

She added, “Her life is in danger. There’s no time to waste.”

Qin Wan spoke softly but quickly, yet clearly enough for the maid to understand. When she finished, the maid looked at her in surprise and, without waiting for further instruction, laid her mistress flat.

Qin Wan immediately leaned over, starting from the Fengchi acupoint, then pressing the Jianjing and Quchi points, followed by the Zhigou, Wushu, and Yanglingquan points. She repeatedly pressed these points in sequence. As more sweat appeared on the elderly woman’s forehead, Qin Wan finally looked up at their surroundings. They were next to a teahouse, and she instructed, “Go get paper and brush.”

The maid had observed Qin Wan’s technique, and having cared for her mistress for years, she could tell Qin Wan truly knew medicine. No longer doubting, she rushed to the teahouse as soon as Qin Wan finished speaking, returning shortly with borrowed writing materials.

Qin Wan spread the paper on the ground and wrote medicine names in beautiful small-script calligraphy…

While she wrote the prescription, the crowd’s gazes grew complex. Though the elderly woman hadn’t awakened, seeing Qin Wan’s confident and composed treatment, no one dared underestimate her anymore.

In just moments, Qin Wan finished writing the prescription. She folded it and handed it to the maid in green. “She can be moved now. Take her home quickly and brew this medicine within an hour. Did you see clearly how I pressed the points?”

The maid nodded, and Qin Wan continued, “After taking the medicine, continue pressing in this sequence. If anyone knows acupuncture, that would be most effective. If she can break into a heavy sweat before dark, she’ll survive this crisis. If not—”

Qin Wan’s expression grew serious, her tone deepening, “If not, your mistress will die within seven days.”

The maid’s hand trembled, her eyes widening in horror. Qin Wan cast a sympathetic look at the elderly woman and stood up. She had done what she could; the rest was up to fate.

Qin Wan brushed the dust from her skirt and turned to leave without another word.

Fuling, who had been watching anxiously with sweaty palms, hurriedly followed Qin Wan.

“Miss! Please, may I know your name—”

The maid in green’s call came from behind, but Qin Wan didn’t look back. Fuling was even more eager for Qin Wan to leave quickly. She had never known her Young Miss knew medicine. Although she had seemed very competent just now,… but what if the patient died under her treatment?

As Qin Wan and her maid walked away, the maid in green couldn’t delay. She quickly asked the teahouse servants to help lift the elderly woman, clearly intending to follow Qin Wan’s instructions.

The crowd hadn’t dispersed, and someone couldn’t help saying, “Young lady, do you trust what that young miss said? You should be careful…”

As soon as these words were spoken, others disagreed, “That’s not right. Did you see how composed that young miss was? Her knowledge of acupoints showed real skill. Does anyone know if there’s a young female physician who recently came to Jinzhou?”

This exchange sparked general discussion.

“Haven’t heard of any. This evil wind illness is serious—even for a female physician, only a top expert would know how to treat it. But I haven’t heard any rumors about one… We should have stopped her to ask more questions…”

“Though I haven’t heard of any young female physician coming to Jinzhou, I have heard another miraculous story about saving lives…” Suddenly, a well-dressed man said mysteriously.

Hearing this, everyone, including the maid in green, raised their eyebrows.

The man continued enthusiastically, “They say at the Qin Manor in the east, their Ninth Young Miss not only came back to life after jumping in the lake but also revived a maid who had hanged herself. Now everyone in the Qin Manor says she’s possessed by a Bodhisattva—”

No wall is completely sealed, especially not in the Qin Manor with its many servants. Having left quickly, Qin Wan and Fuling naturally didn’t hear the crowd’s discussion. Fuling remained worried, and Qin Wan was also hesitant.

Previously, she had studied medicine from childhood with her father, then became a disciple of the Medicine King Sun Xi. But since going to the capital, she had never used her medical skills from within the inner chambers. Now that she had saved someone on the street, she wondered if it would bring any trouble.

As soon as this thought arose, Qin Wan felt ashamed.

Her father had said that treating illness and saving lives was a physician’s duty. Moreover, this life was very different from the past—thinking like this meant she had lost her original purpose.

Thinking of the past, Qin Wan felt a pain in her heart. She turned to find Fuling’s reproachful gaze.

Fuling’s face was bitter, almost crying as she said, “Young Miss, I am completely loyal to you, yet you kept such a big secret from me! I feel so wronged…”