Su Nianyun nodded, "Chu Xue is his wife. She grew up in an environment like the Chu family where her father didn't care for her and her stepmother didn't love her. She didn't say she got cold poison or cold syndrome or anything like that."
"I've only been married to the Yang family for a few months, but my dear, Chu Xue has been poisoned by cold? Isn't this because Yang Ming is not doing his best to protect his wife?"
"But Mr. Yang..." Xia Yue held back what she said.
She wanted to say, Mr. Yang is stupid!
Idiot, how can you be as clever as Aunt Zhang?
If she told Young Master Yang about this matter, Xia Yue thought it would be better to tell Miss Chu directly.
"Are you trying to say that Yang Ming is stupid?"
Su Nianyun said, "He has been in Dali Temple for so long, and Dali Temple has not shown any signs of driving him home. Considering this situation, do you still think Yang Ming is stupid?"
Xia Yue was stunned for a moment.
How could she forget that Mr. Yang is now a popular figure in Dali Temple.
but……
If you can be a good official in Dali Temple, can you manage the back house well?
As the old saying goes, it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs.
Since ancient times, men have devoted themselves to the court. Who can really manage the back house well?
After waiting for the child to fall asleep, Su Nianyun put the child in the cradle and gave it to Aunt Azhu to take care of.
Then she picked up the pen on the table and wrote the prescription based on the pulse of Chuxue today.
Tingfengyuan has some medicinal materials, but not much, not enough to make a medicine for Chuxue.
So the next day, she went to Mobei Medicinal Materials Shop.
Although I chose to go after noon, the Mobei medicinal materials shop was still busy at this time.
Here, it is completely different from the leisurely life a few days ago.
People waiting to see a doctor or get medicine lined up from the door to the street.
Seeing such a scene, Su Nianyun just smiled.
She helped Xia Yue's hand get out of the carriage.
Today, Su Nianyun is not wearing expensive clothes, but she is dressed like an ordinary woman.
"Mrs. Chen, you are here!"
In the crowd, someone recognized Su Nianyun.
"Who is this person? Why can she go directly to the Mobei Medicine Shop without queuing?"
"You are new here, please keep your voice low. She is the real boss of Mobei Medicine Shop, and her medical skills are even more brilliant. If you find her to see a doctor, you will know..."
"Are you telling the truth? How can such a woman have such miraculous medical skills?"
"If you don't believe it, just ask that old man Li Tou on East Street who has been lying in bed for several years and recently started to be able to get off the ground."
"If that doesn't work, ask Jiang Si from South Street who has been unable to move since he broke his arm last year..."
"You mean, they were all cured by this Mrs. Chen?"
"That's not true."
"But that's not right. Since there is such a doctor in charge of this Mobei medicinal shop, why do we people know the name of this place now?"
"Didn't I just say that this is Mrs. Chen? Her husband's surname is Chen. It is not easy for people to go out to see a doctor. Therefore, only a few people with difficult diseases can be treated. People with urgent diseases cannot be found.
she!"
"It's actually like this!" The man suddenly realized.
"But..." someone said, "Why does this Mrs. Chen look familiar to me..."
"It's normal. Mrs. Chen is treating people. Isn't it strange that you see her occasionally?"
"No, it's not like that." The lady scratched her itchy face, which was peeling off scabs. "Anyway, it shouldn't be an ordinary occasion!"
Others said, "Maybe you have seen similar people, so you have this illusion."
"Is that so?" The lady scratched her face again, and the yellow spots on her face had fallen away, revealing a white cheek.
On the day Su Nianyun was summoned by Jingzhao Mansion, this woman was also present as a representative of the victims.
However, at that time, Su Nianyun was dressed in a costume that matched her status as a princess, and the common people did not dare to open their eyes to see her, so the woman only vaguely remembered Su Nianyun's outline.
Su Nianyun entered the medicine shop and Fugui was treating someone.
After Su Nianyun and Su Cheng's deliberate training, Fugui was no longer the little boy who took medicine, but relied on his hard work and diligence to become a doctor in his own right.
Because business was good, Su Cheng hired another shopkeeper and a clerk.
The leather goods shop in Mobei is all staffed by members of the Su family.
The Mobei leather goods shop, the jade-faced agar agar shop, and the Su's powder shop are all currently using Su's own people.
In this way, the Su family members in Sujia Village and the Zhongsu people in the capital all performed their respective duties.
But Su Nianyun, in the medicinal herb shop alone, adheres to the principle of recruiting talented people.
After all, this is a pharmacy that saves lives and heals the wounded, not any other business. Everything is about medical skills.
Those people greeted her, Su Nianyun nodded, and then went straight to the back hall.
There are as many medicinal materials placed in the back hall as in the front hall. There are even many medicinal materials in the back hall, which are common in the palace.
These were all collected by Su Cheng and his son for Su Nianyun.
Su Nianyun came to the rows of medicine cabinets and found various ingredients according to her own prescription. Xia Yue then helped her grind them next to her.
Dozens of precious medicinal materials are finally gathered into small black pills.
Then, she put the pills into the white jade bottle handed over by Xia Yue.
It happened to be the time for the Dali Temple to leave, and a large number of people filed out of the Dali Temple.
Yang Ming was walking forward alone when he suddenly heard a clear voice saying, "Master Yang, Master Yang!"
The other adults couldn't help but glance at the voice, but Yang Ming didn't react at all and continued to move forward alone.
"Hey," Xia Yue had no choice but to take two quick steps to block Yang Ming, "Master Yang, my servant is calling you!"
Yang Ming didn't say anything, just looked at Xia Yue, "I don't know her."
With that said, he turned around and left.
Xia Yue slapped her forehead helplessly, "Master Yang, I am Princess Nianyun's maid. The princess and your wife are close friends..."
After hearing her say this, Yang Ming stopped.
"Master Yang," Xia Yue said, "our princess is on the carriage next to you. Wouldn't it be convenient for you to go over and listen to her say a few words?"
Yang Ming followed her line of sight and saw a low-key carriage parked on the side of the road.
Yang Ming didn't talk much, but his eyes were quite sharp.
He could tell at a glance that the carriage's bronze frame and ebony carriage actually contained many hidden mechanisms.
After the carriage incident, Su Nianyun specially asked skilled craftsmen to make this just in case.
Even though Xia Yue was like this, sitting in the carriage with her every day, she didn't find any mechanism on the carriage.
If Su Nianyun knew that Yang Ming had seen through this at a glance, then she would really admire him.
Yang Ming stood there stunned for a while, but still stepped forward.
He raised his hand towards the carriage and said, "Princess."
Yang Ming rarely took the initiative to say hello to others. He did this entirely because of Chuxue.