The Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion had made a bet with someone!

The Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion was going to treat a patient!

The Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion was actually a physician!

Of course, none of this was the key point.

The key point was that the patient the Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion wanted to treat was someone who had been sentenced to death by other physicians and declared incurable!

All the other physicians said he couldn’t be treated, but the Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion said she could treat him. Did she think she was some divine immortal?

Did she think that just by pointing her finger, she could make people live or die at will?

If this wasn’t madness, what else could it be?

However, some people didn’t think so. Along with this news spreading, there was also the matter of the prefect’s son nearly dying some time ago and then being saved by someone. The person who made the prefect’s son come back to life when he was supposed to die was precisely the Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion.

If the outcome was one-sided, this matter would only be regarded by everyone as a madman’s joke. But if the outcome was fifty-fifty, then it would be very exciting for everyone.

“Master, I’ve already inquired clearly. At that time, the prefect’s son was indeed cured by this Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi.” Wu Shan said with some trepidation.

A flash of worry crossed Wang Qingchun’s face. Could this woman really have extraordinary skills?

“Did you inquire about the specific circumstances?” he asked.

Wu Shan nodded, with some mystery.

“I inquired clearly. At that time, the Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion performed abdominal surgery and suturing techniques, while Liu Pucheng used medicinal decoctions for support. This is the prescription Liu Pucheng used at that time.” He took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it over.

Wang Qingchun was startled.

He could even get the prescription?

He was somewhat excited and nervous, almost unable to breathe. With trembling hands, he took the prescription and examined it word by word, reading it several times over.

That’s right. That’s right, these were all medicinal decoctions for strengthening the constitution, expelling evil, consolidating the foundation, and correcting the source. The dosages and combinations were all very precise, but they were nothing more than that. For Wang Qingchun, there was nothing particularly special about them. In other words, any physician would use medicine this way—of course, this was only speaking of physicians at Wang Qingchun’s level.

This meant that the medicinal diagnosis and treatment at that time were actually all done by Liu Pucheng. That Young Madam didn’t have any life-saving medicine; she only had extraordinary abilities in examining the abdomen and internal organs.

“Where did you get this?” Wang Qingchun asked.

These medical prescriptions were all closely guarded secrets, not to mention written so clearly and in detail. Even the timing of use was marked. This was almost a medical case personally compiled by Liu Pucheng.

“It was written by Liu Pucheng himself.” Wu Shan said.

Wang Qingchun was fortunate he wasn’t drinking tea, or he would have choked to death.

“You… you, have you also gone mad?” He finally managed to steady his breathing and looked at Wu Shan, demanding an answer.

Wu Shan chuckled.

“No, Master, this is absolutely true. I got this from Qianjin Hall…” he said in a lowered voice.

There was a mole in Qianjin Hall? Wang Qingchun’s first thought flashed by. This kind of thing wasn’t uncommon…

It seemed that knowing Liu Pucheng couldn’t escape this disaster, his disciples were seeking their own way out.

“Is it really true?” he still asked with some worry.

How could what that person gave him be false? He said he personally interrogated Liu Pucheng, and it was written by Liu Pucheng’s own hand.

The Imperial Medical Academy, such a frightening place—how would Liu Pucheng dare to deceive anyone?

Wu Shan thought to himself and nodded solemnly again.

“Master, it’s absolutely true. If you don’t believe it, you can go compare the handwriting.” he said.

Speaking of handwriting, Wang Qingchun slapped his forehead and busily examined the paper carefully again. He remembered that the couplet at the entrance of Qianjin Hall was written by Liu Pucheng himself. Thinking carefully now, it was indeed the same handwriting as on the paper before him.

All doubt disappeared from Wang Qingchun’s eyes.

This time, Liu Pucheng already had no way to save the patient with medicine and stones. So what could this Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi, who only knew how to cut open stomachs, do?

After all, she just wanted to take all the blame upon herself, trying to use her status as a member of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion to evade investigation.

“Since she’s being so righteous, let’s fulfill her wish.” Wang Qingchun sneered, looking at Wu Shan. “You quickly spread this news, the more exaggerated and lively the better. Let everyone know that the Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion has boasted that she’ll treat patients and save lives, and if she loses, she’ll crawl on her knees from Qianjin Hall to the city gate. I’d like to see what Marquis Dingxi’s mansion will do then!”

If she lost and had to crawl, Marquis Dingxi’s mansion would completely lose face. If she lost and didn’t crawl, then Marquis Dingxi’s mansion would equally lose face. In any case, this time Marquis Dingxi’s mansion was going to become greatly famous!

This wasn’t deliberately targeting Marquis Dingxi’s mansion—if anyone was to blame, it was the daughter-in-law they had married!

Perhaps Marquis Dingxi’s mansion should really investigate thoroughly.

“Investigate what?” Wu Shan asked in confusion.

“I heard that this Young Madam of Marquis Dingxi’s mansion is of unknown origin, a beggar by birth. So they should investigate whether this Young Madam was deliberately arranged by their enemies.” Wang Qingchun said seriously. “Otherwise, how could she be so determined to destroy Marquis Dingxi’s mansion?”

After saying this, he put away his serious expression and burst into hearty laughter.

Wu Shan also laughed along.

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

In Qianjin Hall, Liu Pucheng shouted at Qi Yue with a hoarse voice.

The spectators in Qianjin Hall had all left. The disciples were cleaning up the smashed tables, chairs, and benches. Qi Yue was carefully examining the injured person, with the family members standing nearby, watching like hawks.

She seemed not to hear Liu Pucheng’s words.

“…The simplest method would be to saw off the leg.” She straightened up and said. “The chances of saving his life would be much greater…”

This statement immediately angered the surrounding family members. Saw off the leg! What kind of cure was that! A hunter without a leg! It would be better to die than live!

But mindful of the guards still outside, they ultimately didn’t dare to curse loudly, only glaring at this woman with angry hatred.

Qi Yue paid no attention to them.

“However, such massive blood loss, and without blood type test strips, I can’t give him a transfusion. Plus, the chances of wound infection would also be very high…” she continued with some regret. “In the end, it still comes down to broad-spectrum antibacterial and anti-inflammatory treatment…”

Only then did she look at Liu Pucheng.

“Teacher, increase the dosage of those anti-inflammatory medicinal decoctions.” she said.

But Liu Pucheng didn’t answer her.

“Since you call me teacher, then you must respect your teacher and honor the way. You will immediately leave here with me right now!” His face was iron-gray, his whole body trembling, pointing outside with his uninjured hand and shouting.

Qi Yue smiled.

“Alright, Teacher. If you can go to the street right now and tell everyone that I once cut off the prefect’s son’s…” she said.

Before she could finish, Liu Pucheng’s face changed dramatically, and he shouted to stop her.

Looking at the roomful of people, Liu Pucheng broke out in a cold sweat.

“You, you…” He was almost unable to speak from anger and fear.

Qi Yue smiled as if nothing had happened.

“Teacher, you won’t, and naturally I won’t either.” she said.

This child… Liu Pucheng looked at her, sighed despondently, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

“This is different from that time. Even if it were revealed, that time you saved someone’s life, so nothing would happen no matter what. But this time, this time…” he said with a trembling voice, looking at Qi Yue and shaking his head.

Qi Yue also shook her head.

“Teacher, it’s not for that reason. It’s not because you protected me once, so I’m repaying the favor.” she said.

Then why?

Liu Pucheng was stunned.

Qi Yue looked at him and the other disciples and smiled.

“Because someone in this world must try new methods…” she said slowly.

This was what he had said originally…

Liu Pucheng immediately understood. Zhang Tong, Hu San, and A’Ru also understood.

I’m not doing this for this particular incident, but for this principle.

The other disciples, though they didn’t understand at first, gradually understood with Qi Yue’s words.

“This method is not wrong. Nothing can always be successful—there are always failures and successes. I want you to believe that what you’re doing is not wrong. Even if this time is wrong, don’t be afraid. I’ll bear the responsibility for the mistakes, and you just need to maintain firm confidence and continue on.” Qi Yue said, taking a deep breath. “The road you have to walk is still very long. I don’t want you to stop just after taking the first step.”

Liu Pucheng looked at her and nodded.

“Then let’s begin. This patient isn’t dead yet, the battle isn’t over. Let’s continue our efforts.” Qi Yue clapped her hands and raised them as she called out.

“Yes!” Zhang Tong and the other disciples responded in unison.

Liu Pucheng watched the disciples busily scattering to work, his lips trembling. Finally saying nothing, he turned to come before the injured person and placed his uninjured hand on the patient’s pulse.

“Pulse is thin and rapid…” he slowly began to speak.

A’Ru, who had somehow taken up paper and brush, wrote the date and time at the top of the page and began recording.

After Liu Pucheng administered acupuncture to the patient, Qi Yue examined his pupils and breathing.

“Although he’s unconscious, his pupils haven’t dilated and his breathing hasn’t stopped. There’s still a chance for rescue.” Qi Yue said.

A’Ru continued to record this.

“A’Ru, go back and get my things. I need to stay here.” Qi Yue said again.

At these words, Liu Pucheng objected again.

“You’re a woman, and moreover a Young Madam of the marquis mansion. How can you stay outside? And in this… apothecary shop.” he said.

I see, Qi Yue frowned.

“Then I’ll take him with me. Let’s go back to that courtyard at the marquis mansion.” she said.

Liu Pucheng hesitated.

“This… might not be convenient…” he said in a low voice. “Also, Young Madam, you should first go explain this matter to the Marquis. If he hears about it from others, I’m afraid for you, Young Madam…”

Qi Yue nodded. This was appropriate.

“Then I’ll go back first, then have someone come to pick you up.” she said.

Qi Yue thought it would be simple, but this time she encountered trouble. Her carriage was actually stopped outside the gate.

“Not letting me enter?” Qi Yue was very surprised, lifting the carriage curtain to look at the gatekeepers and ask.

The gatekeepers’ gazes were evasive. Behind them, Nanny Su walked out.

“Lady Qi.” she spoke, with some smile on her face.

Lady Qi? Qi Yue frowned. This Nanny Su had always been cautious. Even if she hated her to death in her heart, she showed no negligence in words or actions. Why was she calling her Lady Qi right from the start?

“This is what the Marquis asked me to give you.” Nanny Su said with a smile. Looking at this woman’s surprised expression, she felt refreshed and shook the paper in her hand before handing it over.

A’Ru reached out to take it and brought it over.

Qi Yue took it and opened it, immediately stunned.

A divorce letter.