In a boudoir in the backyard, there was the sound of porcelain falling to the floor, accompanied by the woman's hysterical roar: "Get out of here, you all, you bunch of quacks!"
I saw that in the exquisitely and luxuriously decorated room, there was a mess all over the floor, and some black concoction was sprinkled everywhere.
On the bed, a gauze curtain covered the woman inside, and standing outside were several imperial doctors who were treating the patient, as well as Han Qiancheng, the son of the Han family.
Seeing that his sister lost her temper again, he scolded: "Qianyu!" Then he hurriedly asked several imperial doctors in the room to accompany him: "I'm sorry, my sister-in-law is just in a bad mood. Don't take it to heart.
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"Don't dare."
The leading physician had a livid face and cupped his hands towards Han Qiancheng: "I am not talented enough to cure Miss Han's stubborn illness, so I will go and apologize to Your Majesty."
With that said, he turned around and left, and several other imperial physicians also followed.
This is not the first time that Han Qianyu has driven away the imperial doctor. Now no one is willing to come to the Han Mansion for medical treatment again.
Han Qiancheng was very angry with her. He walked to the bed and scolded: "How can you talk to the imperial doctor like this?"
Han Qianyu hid behind the curtain and shed tears in grievance: "Did I say something wrong? I have taken many medicines these days, but there is not a single scar on my face. Are they not quacks?"
"you......"
Han Qiancheng was furious. He tossed his sleeves and said with a straight face: "You are so willful and offend others everywhere. If you don't change your temper properly, you will suffer consequences sooner or later."
"elder brother."
How can Han Qianyu still listen to these things now? Her face is full of ugly scars, and she can't see anyone even if she has a good face. How can she live in the future?
She sobbed softly: "If my face can't be cured well, then let me die."
"What nonsense?"
After all, Han Qiancheng felt sorry for her. He sighed and said: "Grandpa went to ask the old doctor Feng. With his superb medical skills, he will definitely be able to find a solution. It's just that I have to say something ugly in front of you. If you dare to be disrespectful to the doctor again, you have such a face."
Just don’t get medical treatment!”
Han Qianyu's eyes lit up when she heard the name of Dr. Feng, as if she saw a glimmer of hope. You must know that Dr. Feng was the royal physician of the late emperor. Now he has retired for many years and no longer treats people.
If her grandfather could invite him, then there would be hope for her.
Just as he was talking, Prime Minister Han walked in from outside.
Han Qiancheng hurried up to meet him and saw that there was no one behind him. He asked curiously: "Grandpa, where is the old doctor Feng? Didn't he come with you?"
Prime Minister Han is already over fifty years old, but he has a strong body and has been an official for many years, giving him an air of majesty.
He glanced at Han Qianyu who was hiding behind the curtain, and said in a deep voice: "Old doctor Feng has a weak body and is not suitable for hard work. Although he didn't come, he gave me a prescription that can remove the scars on Qianyu's face.
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Han Qiancheng was a little surprised and said: "So my sister's face can be saved?"
Mr. Han's expression was a little serious. He took out the prescription from his arms and said, "This prescription is called Shuhen Ointment. The medicinal materials in it are all easy to find. Only the dragon ginseng is a bit rare."
Han Qiancheng was a little confused: "How do you say this?"
Prime Minister Han said: "This dragon ginseng is an extremely rare thing. There was one in the palace originally, but your majesty rewarded the third lady of the Mu family with this dragon ginseng when she was granted the title of county head."