SFS Chapter 251 Seeking Another Expert
Chapter 251 Seeking Another Expert
Shen Qingtan clenched her handkerchief tightly and hurried to the door, trying to see the situation inside through the latticework on the door.
Before she could see clearly, the tightly closed door opened, revealing a smiling face from Dean Chen.
"Second Madam, who is this person you invited? He gave me a packet of Taiyi Divine Needles and instructed me to perform moxibustion on Young Master Gu to relieve his pain."
Considering his advanced age, Chief Physician Chen was reluctant to shamelessly ask Zhong Heng for the prescription for the Taiyi Divine Needle.
This formula can not only treat headaches, physical weakness, and chronic illnesses, but also strengthen the body.
Dean Chen reassured them, "Don't worry, the person inside the room came prepared. Young Master Gu will be fine."
Zhong Heng gave him a bottle of pills and instructed him to feed them to Gu Changsheng.
He could smell the medicine; it was exactly what he needed, indicating that it had been prepared in advance.
“He is my brother’s benefactor.” Upon hearing the good news, Shen Qingtan’s tense heartstrings relaxed. “Thank you for your help.”
She couldn't wait to enter the room and come to the bedside. She subconsciously walked lightly, afraid of disturbing the person sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Shen Qingtan carefully observed Gu Changsheng's complexion, which was no longer as pale and lifeless as before, and his lips had regained a faint color.
She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, then sat down on the stool by the bed, reaching out to touch his forehead to check its temperature.
Suddenly, his eyes opened.
Shen Qingtan suddenly withdrew her hand and asked softly, "Brother Changsheng, are you feeling better?"
Gu Changsheng's expression was blank for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what had happened. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but all he could see was darkness.
Seeing that he didn't react, Shen Qingtan called out softly again, "Brother Changsheng?"
"I'm fine." Gu Changsheng was already used to it and didn't think his condition was that serious. His head didn't hurt anymore, but he was a little dizzy and his reactions were slow: "Manman, I'm sorry to have worried you."
He was still very weak, his voice was so soft that a gust of wind could blow it away, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Even so, he was still thinking about her, about how his illness had burdened her.
Shen Qingtan watched him force himself to stay strong and hide his vulnerable side, and her heart ached.
“Brother, you are convinced that you failed to protect me and suffered all kinds of hardships outside, just to find me. You are even willing to give everything for me, even your life.”
Shen Qingtan's throat felt as if it were blocked by a cotton ball soaked in water: "Have you ever thought that I also believe that if it weren't for me, you would be a dashing and spirited young nobleman, married to a perfect wife and with children? How could you be all alone and plagued by illness like you are now?"
"Brother, you have never wronged me, and you have done more than enough for me. Don't hurt yourself for anyone else, not even me."
All the blame lies with Madam Shen; Gu Changsheng should not bear the responsibility.
Gu Changsheng knew that Shen Qingtan was comforting him, hoping that he could let go of everything from the past.
If he doesn't agree to her request, he might become a source of resentment for her.
Gu Changsheng turned his head slightly, facing Shen Qingtan.
"Okay." Gu Changsheng gently tugged at the corner of his lips and corrected her: "Manman, you and I are siblings. There is no need for any debt or reason for caring for each other. We just act according to our hearts."
Shen Qingtan could tell that Gu Changsheng hadn't let go, and she only agreed to her request to put her mind at ease.
A fourteen-year-old knot in one's heart cannot be untied in just a few words.
Perhaps through the subtle influence of our daily interactions, we can help him find peace.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingtan took a handkerchief and wiped his hair, which was soaked with cold sweat. She then poured a glass of warm water and used a spoon to moisten his lips.
She asked softly, "Brother, you've been working too hard these past few days. Would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Gu Changsheng swallowed the warm water that seeped into his mouth and slowly closed his eyes.
Shen Qingtan sat by the bedside watching over Gu Changsheng until his breathing became calm and even before searching for Zhong Heng in the room.
Zhong Heng stood in the shadows, staring blankly at his right hand.
Shen Qingtan's gaze fell on Zhong Heng's face, her expression obscure, forlorn and dejected.
After a while, she walked over.
Hearing footsteps, Zhong Heng looked up and saw Shen Qingtan standing in front of him, her expression completely changed.
"Have Dr. Chen treat the brat's illness and let him recuperate for three to five years. Although his eyes won't recover to their former state, he'll still be able to see."
Zhongheng poured himself a cup of tea, held it in his left hand, and took a sip discreetly.
When Shen Qingtan heard that Gu Changsheng would be alright, the weight that had been hanging in her throat lifted.
Her gaze fell on Zhong Heng's right hand, and she asked, "Your surname is Zhong, and the medical sage Zhong Yuan also has the surname Zhong. What is the connection between you two?"
When Zhong Heng heard Shen Qingtan mention Zhong Yuan again, he did not deny it as he had done before in Baohua County.
Twenty-three years ago, he resigned from his position as the head of the Imperial Medical Academy of Northern Qi, and under the pseudonym Zhongyuan, he emerged in the Great Zhou Dynasty and quickly rose to fame.
In traditional Chinese medicine, "Yuan" refers to the origin of all things in the universe.
The character "元" also has another meaning: to be ranked first.
He was very confident in his medical skills, so he adopted the character "Yuan" as his pseudonym.
The honor that the name Zhongyuan carries is far beyond what his broken body can match.
Since he fell off the cliff and was crippled in his right hand, unable to practice medicine anymore, Zhongyuan was considered dead in his heart.
There will never be another Zhongyuan in this world.
"Don't pry into the old man's affairs, little girl." Zhong Heng lay down on the couch, closed her eyes, and said, "I'm tired after a long day, I'll take a nap first."
Seeing that Zhong Heng was evasive, Shen Qingtan stopped asking questions.
After all, Zhong Heng refused to admit that she was Zhong Yuan, and even if she asked about the poison in Zhao Yi's body, Zhong Heng would not answer.
Shen Qingtan also had other concerns. She was afraid that the poison in Zhao Yi's body might involve some secrets, and that if she asked Zhong Heng rashly, it might cause other trouble.
She planned to go back and tell Zhao Yi first, and then take action after discussing it with him.
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After being refused treatment by Shen Qingtan, Zhao Jue went to a clinic to ask a doctor to treat his mother.
His mother said there was a sum of money in the secret room of Mingde Hall, which was left by the Duke of the previous dynasty. She planned to improve the family's life, so she secretly went to the West Garden to move it out.
To everyone's surprise, the old lady caught them and confiscated their items.
His mother was traumatized and became paralyzed in bed, needing constant care for eating, drinking, and toileting.
Zhao Jue personally went to the Duke's mansion to find the old lady and asked her to submit a petition to the palace to invite an imperial physician to treat his mother's illness.
The old lady was heartless; she wouldn't even see him, let alone ask the imperial physician for his mother.
He went to the Luo family to ask his uncle for money to hire a doctor for his mother.
The uncle also avoided seeing him.
Forced into a corner, Zhao Jue sold off all the servants in his household, keeping only a rough old woman and a cook.
The money obtained from selling servants was used to hire a few doctors and buy some medicine, and most of it was spent.
His mother's illness showed no improvement, which is why he came to ask Shen Qingtan for help.
Zhao Jue's face grew increasingly gloomy as he recalled Shen Qingtan's humiliation, and he strode into the clinic.
The old doctor in the clinic recognized Zhao Jue and spoke first: "My medical skills are shallow, and I cannot cure your mother's illness. You should find someone more skilled."