I insist

Chapter 166: From Head of the Academy to Head of the Academy

She asked the driver to stop, leaned over the window, lifted the curtain, and stuck her head out.

Watching the other person get out of the car, Song Miqiu still called out to Qingzhi with concern, "Be careful on the road!"

Qingzhi did not turn around; he raised his hand and waved it while carrying Song Miqiu on his back.

The carriage stopped at the palace gate, and Song Miqiu slowly alighted and strode inside.

She walked through the narrow paths and came to a road. Stepping on the pebbles, she reached the entrance of the Imperial Hospital. As soon as Song Miqiu entered, she saw a group of people gathered together, talking about something.

Song Miqiu was a little puzzled. She leaned closer, pricked up her ears, and listened to their conversation. She asked, "What are you all talking about here?"

Someone turned around and saw that it was Song Miqiu. They quickly pulled him over to chat.

Song Miqiu had become quite famous within the Imperial Hospital. After all, they had all witnessed the discord between Song Miqiu and Lin Yecheng. Now that Lin Yecheng had gotten into this mess, they wanted to see Song Miqiu's attitude.

"What's wrong?" Song Miqiu asked curiously, looking at the imperial physician who had pulled her in.

Those around him were clearly even more agitated when they saw Song Miqiu being attacked.

They each told Song Miqiu a sentence.

"I heard from the inside that Lin Yecheng hasn't been able to come for the next two months!"

"I've heard about it too, but I don't know if it's a health issue or if there's something else preventing them from coming."

As soon as the imperial physician spoke, Song Miqiu felt the gazes of almost all the imperial physicians around her. She gave a dry laugh, knowing that they were referring to the matter of Consort Lin.

Even now, she still doesn't understand what Lin Yecheng did to provoke Lin Fei to such an anger.

However, thinking about it, Lin Yecheng's inability to come for two months is not necessarily due to the board. After all, if it were a problem with the board, the recovery time wouldn't have been so long.

But the imperial physicians' work is so tedious that everyone is starting to speculate about the problems.

"Imperial Physician Song, Consort Lin and Lin Yecheng seem to have some connection. Why don't you subtly inquire about why Lin Yecheng is absent when you take Consort Lin's pulse?"

Song Miqiu was startled. She gave the imperial physician a cold glance, while the people around her looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Anyone with a brain knows that Consort Lin's moods are unpredictable, and there are some things that should not be asked. Consort Lin is not stupid either; she is quick to understand. Song Miqiu asked her this question, and Consort Lin certainly understood.

If Consort Lin were to hold a grudge, Song Miqiu would likely be punished as well.

Those of them who are junior imperial physicians naturally have to be careful in their actions; some things can be discussed privately.

Within the Imperial Medical Academy, there were many wealthy individuals. Seeing that Song Miqiu was unaware of this, the imperial physicians approached these wealthy people to inquire about Lin Yecheng of the Lin family.

There were so many curious people that they lost all interest in their work.

"You're all always curious about what Lin Yecheng is doing? Aren't you curious about who the Emperor will send to the Imperial Hospital for the next two months when we're without a head?"

These words drew sighs of dismay.

The imperial physicians looked at the doctor as if he were a fool and asked, "Didn't you hear what we were saying just now?"

"As we just said, it's probably a highly skilled doctor who's coming, far superior to Lin Yecheng in every way!"

"Really?" The newly arrived imperial physicians were all shocked.

They began to speculate about the identity of this highly skilled physician.

After all, there aren't many skilled doctors in the capital, and the few who are there are probably too eccentric to invite.

"It's true."

Song Miqiu hid in the shadows, one hand pressed against her cheek, and she, along with the many imperial physicians, wondered who the person with the most superb medical skills was.

Currently, Ming Taicheng is developing a prescription. If the other party has exceptional medical skills, she might be able to try to win them over and have them work with Ming Taicheng on the prescription.

When the two of them join forces, they will surely be able to quickly and accurately develop what she wants.

The time was approaching, and they had no intention of returning to their seats. Instead, they stood in the hall, waiting for the arrival of the new head of the academy.

Footsteps came from the doorway. Everyone looked over and saw a foot appear in the doorway. Song Miqiu narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt that the exposed corner of the fabric looked very familiar. She seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

She straightened up, leaning forward involuntarily, and saw the person appear in front of her.

"It's actually Ming Taicheng!"

"I can't believe that Ming Taicheng is leading us!"

The imperial physicians were extremely excited to see Ming Taicheng. They looked at each other, too excited to say anything.

As medical students, they naturally knew of Ming Taicheng, and even more so, they knew the weight of Ming Taicheng's words in the medical field.

That was the Sage of Medicine, who held the title for thirty consecutive years without ever being defeated.

Upon seeing this, Song Miqiu instantly realized what was going on.

It seems that only Ming Taicheng possesses exceptional medical skills in the capital.

She felt a slight pang of regret, but for her, it was a good thing that Ming Taicheng could become the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, since she and Ming Taicheng knew each other.

If there's anything you don't know about medicine, Mingtaicheng can offer his guidance. Even better, it makes it easier to discuss medication options for heart disease with the other party.

She slowly looked up and met Mingtai Makoto's gaze.

The latter winked at Song Miqiu, then stood there smiling and spoke to everyone, "I hope we can get along peacefully for the next two months. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

At this point, Ming Taicheng paused for a moment, then immediately said, "However, I've been busy these past few days, so if you need anything, please contact me as soon as possible."

After saying that, Ming Taicheng thought for a moment, felt there was nothing more to say, and waved for them to leave.

Just as Song Miqiu was about to leave, Ming Taicheng called her back.

"Song Miqiu, come with me."

Upon hearing this, the imperial physicians who had not yet left all turned their attention to Song Miqiu. She smiled awkwardly, staring at them with a chill running down her spine as she walked toward Ming Taicheng.

Song Miqiu subconsciously looked to the side and saw the other person looking at her in surprise, as if asking her when she met the Ming Dynasty physician.

She approached Ming Taicheng, who turned and walked towards the room with his hands behind his back.

The two quickly entered the room. Song Miqiu closed the door and looked at Ming Taicheng with a puzzled expression.

Then, Ming Taicheng excitedly pulled a brand-new folded piece of parchment from his sleeve. He strode to the edge of the wooden table and unfolded the parchment to look at it.

"This is a prescription I recently developed. I think it's the best one available. I'll write it on kraft paper so it won't tear easily and will be easy to preserve."

As Ming Taicheng spoke, he waved his hand in Song Miqiu's direction, beckoning her to come over and check the prescription.