Flowery Hair: A Maidservant

Chapter 391 Thank you?

Jian Zhi had no idea what his daughter was thinking and went straight back to the Imperial Medical Bureau.

He carefully copied today's medical records, put them in a drawer and locked them. Just as he was stretching his muscles, he suddenly felt a gaze fall on him. Across the desk of Physician Sun, Cui Huan's eyes were looking at him.

"Doctor Cui, is something the matter?" Jian Zhi dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeve.

Cui Huan quickly put on a smile: "No, no, Imperial Physician Jian, did you just return from Lingcui Palace? Currently, only Consort Jin is pregnant in the palace, and Imperial Physician Jian has experience in caring for Consort Qi's pregnancy, so he will surely be highly valued in the future."

Jian Zhi said calmly, "It's not like Physician Cui, who, upon his arrival, was able to take on the important task of protecting Consort Shen's pregnancy."

On the day Consort Shen suffered a difficult childbirth, if it weren't for Physician He's miraculous intervention, the situation would have been extremely dangerous. Cui Huan's helpless expression at the time is still a topic of conversation in the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Upon hearing this, Cui Huan's face turned ashen.

Physician Sun, who was standing to the side, chuckled and nearly knocked over his teacup. He was always upright and had the utmost contempt for mediocre people like him who got into the Imperial Medical Bureau through nepotism.

"What Physician Jian says is true. I've heard that Physician Cui is most skilled in diagnosing pregnancies. I wonder if he was able to diagnose that Consort Shen was carrying a princess?"

Physician Sun's shout silenced the entire duty room instantly, and even the medical workers copying prescriptions in the outer room stopped writing.

Cui Huan had a good reputation in his early years and was very arrogant, but he was unusually clear-headed at this critical moment: "Old Physician Sun is joking. The art of fetal diagnosis is nonsense. How can a traditional doctor talk about it?"

Physician Sun slammed his fist on the table, his white beard trembling: "How dare you call yourself orthodox! The Great Physician's Sincerity says: 'When a great physician treats illness, he must calm the mind and focus the will, without desire or seeking.' I've heard that you often treat unusual cases in the countryside, and in some families where you know the fetus is female... there are always seven or eight cases of miscarriage. How is this any different from treating human life like dirt?!"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Cui Huan's forehead. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but seeing the tension rising, the imperial physicians quickly stepped forward to dissuade him. Physician He had entered the palace overnight and was resting inside when he heard the commotion. He came out and berated everyone.

Jian Zhi stood with his head bowed and listened obediently to the reprimand for a quarter of an hour before he was able to leave the palace.

Outside the palace, in an inconspicuous private room of a teahouse.

Xiangru brewed a cup of tea and handed it to the Zhen family physician. Across from her, Jian Zhi was writing down the detailed medical records of Consort Chun and Meng Shu from the past seven days.

After an incense stick had burned, the Zhen family physician stroked his beard and examined her closely: "Consort Jin's pulse is good; this pregnancy should be fine."

Then, he lightly tapped his fingertip on Consort Chun's pulse table, his face showing relief: "The Second Miss's liver depression has actually eased somewhat, and the head of the family and the madam can finally rest assured. In that case, let's stop the medication for now and reconsider after seven days."

"Master, your disciple has a message for the patriarch..."

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The residence of the Marquis of Lin'an, inside the Fu'an Residence.

There was no one else in the room. Tang Xian and his wife, Madam Yun, stood by the bed. The old lady had only been back in the capital for a few days, and perhaps due to the long journey, her complexion was somewhat pale.

When Physician Zhen relayed Jian Zhi's words, the old lady's eyes suddenly lit up, showing a renewed spirit.

The old lady patted Madam Yun's wrist with her withered fingers: "Jin'er, you did a good job. Back then, you insisted on raising Meng'er. That child is now a noble Consort Jin, but she is still sincere towards Wan'er. With her taking care of Wan'er, I can close my eyes in peace tomorrow."

Madam Yun's throat tightened, and she quickly picked up a handkerchief: "Mother, please don't say that. Master has invited Physician He from the Imperial Medical Bureau. With him here, you'll be fully recovered in a few days..."

In contrast, Tang Xian's words were more direct but more effective: "Wan'er has not yet completed her task. Doesn't Mother want to see that day with her own eyes?"

The physician from the Zhen family also tried to reassure her: "Grandma, please rest assured. It won't be long before the good news of Consort Chun's pregnancy arrives from the palace."

These words seemed to breathe life into the old lady, and she straightened up a bit.

"I know my own body, and I can still hold on for two more years! Xian'er, our Marquis's mansion must remember Consort Jin's kindness. We've watched this child grow up, and she's the most trustworthy..."

Tang Xian said, "Mother, rest assured, Consort Jin and Wan'er are like sisters, and your son and Jin'er remember it all."

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At this time, Consort Chun, who was in the palace, was unaware that her grandmother had narrowly escaped death in Lin'an and was now growing weaker day by day.

She was strolling and admiring the flowers in the Imperial Garden with Meng Shu.

A day later.

Aunt Mei personally delivered two brocade boxes to Cuiyu Hall. After she left, Green Willow presented the boxes to Meng Shu and hesitated, saying, "That day, I spoke those words to Physician Jian, hoping that Madam would remember Your Highness's kindness. This... is it... a token of gratitude?"

I feel that this makes us seem distant.

Green Willow didn't dare to say these words out loud. She also vaguely regretted that she shouldn't have mentioned it to Jian Zhi that day. However, after she returned, she took the initiative to talk to Meng Shu about it, and Meng Shu did not blame her for being nosy at the time.

Hearing Green Willow's words, Meng Shu knew exactly what Green Willow was thinking. She lightly picked at the clasp of the brocade box with her fingertips and said gently, "Hasn't Madam sent you many things in the past? This is a sign of affection."

Winter Melon came closer, and when she saw what was in the box, her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise!

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