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Yes, she even took on a big job. This was not a dream. The things she had done would not have happened as soon as she slept.
Qi Yue looked at the servant girls standing in the yard and shook her head and smiled.
"It's a meeting or not. We won't be together one day. Let's talk freely and don't feel restricted," she said with a smile.
The yard became lively.
"Young madam, you have a good rest, you must be exhausted, you have lost weight..." The eloquent women crowded forward and said one after another.
"Young madam, you don't have to worry about errands. If anything goes wrong, I'll slap myself in the face and get out of here." The women who were not good at talking said while doing plastic surgery.
"Young madam, the slaves miss you so much." Quezhi pulled Qi Yue's sleeves and cried and laughed.
In the commotion, Aru was pushed aside.
She didn't say anything, but looked at Qi Yue who was surrounded by everyone, and smiled.
No matter who is willing or unwilling, after this incident, the young lady's position in Dingxi Houfu is secure. Unless she wants to leave, no one can drive her away.
After this thought flashed through, Aru was startled unconsciously. He felt something strange in his heart, but he couldn't figure out what it was. Qi Yue didn't know who heard what and laughed heartily. Aru was stunned.
Open your mind and look over there again.
Qi Yue's place is lively, and Liu Pucheng's Qianjin Hall is even more lively.
"Don't make any noise. My master is not here. Seniors, please come back another day."
Liu Pucheng's second disciple said to the room full of people with sweat on his head.
A doctor looked out of the door and was shocked when he saw it. Why were all the doctors from Yongqing Mansion here?
"Is the doctor gathering?" everyone asked one after another.
The place was so packed with people that it was impossible to see a doctor in the entire hall.
"When will Doctor Liu come?"
Some impatient ones opened their mouths to ask, and some serious ones just stared and said nothing, but had no intention of leaving.
"My master is too tired, so he needs to rest at home. When he comes, I will tell you." The second disciple said, wiping his sweat.
"What about the other people? Didn't I say that there were two in your hall? As for them, why don't you come out and meet them?" someone shouted.
The second disciple smiled apologetically.
"They are also tired. Master asked them to rest for a few days..." He said, before he finished speaking, he saw another person walking outside the hall.
At this time, the second disciple's eyes were full of people, and there was no sense of one being more or less. He glanced away and then looked away, startled, and then moved back. This person...
"Look, what kind of chaos is this?" Hu San put his hands on the counter, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and said to the waiter picking up medicine, "Why does this place where you see a doctor look like a temple fair..."
The medicine-picking clerk looked at Hu San in front of him with his mouth wide open.
Hu San was wearing a new robe, a new hat, and was carrying a new medicine box.
The second disciple also looked over blankly with his mouth wide open. The others noticed something strange and followed his gaze.
"Which family does this poor-looking man come from?"
they asked one after another.
"Hu..." The guy who picked the medicine was about to call out Hu San as usual, but when the words came to his mouth, he unconsciously changed, "Senior brother... why are you here?"
"What? I can't come?" Hu San said with a glare.
The medicine picker immediately smiled respectfully and patted Hu San's arm with the towel hanging beside him.
"Senior brother, I mean you are so lucky, why don't you rest for a few more days?" He smiled.
Hu San shook his head and looked humble.
"Everything I'm suffering from is because of the hard work of my master and senior brother. I'm just giving my master a hand..." he said, "They're lucky. Let's rest. I'd better come to the shop to work early and perform a caesarean section to save people."
I can't help, so the store can't do anything..."
When the words of caesarean section to save people reached the ears of everyone present, the scene went silent for a moment, and then there was a roar of coaxing and Hu San was surrounded by people.
"Even you went too...?"
"..Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
"Is it really a caesarean section?"
"Is it your master or really the young lady of the Hou Mansion?"
"Is the prefect dead or alive?"
Hu San was bombarded with countless questions and shouts, and it was so noisy that people were shouting and spitting. The man picking the medicine and the second disciple standing aside couldn't help but cover their ears and try to avoid it.
But when Hu San was overwhelmed by these probing and excited eyes and these noisy and chaotic questions one after another, he felt that the hairs all over his body were open, just like jumping into the hot water in the cold winter. He was almost so comfortable.
Want to shed tears.
Dad, grandpa, and grandpa, have you seen that I, Hu San, have also had today, and our Hu family has also had today.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later. Don't disturb people's medical consultations." He waved his hand and shouted loudly.
His words immediately silenced the noisy crowd.
This feeling is simply great! Hu San's heart was bubbling.
"...Please come to the back." He shook his brand new clothes, and felt wise again about his decision to spend money to sell new clothes, otherwise he, Hu San, would be wearing the same old clothes when he was remembered by everyone for the first time.
How shabby it must be.
Hu San walked over first.
"You should take your time and fool around." The second disciple looked at him and said in a low voice, unable to bear looking at him.
"I know, I know." Hu San chuckled.
Seeing Hu San walking into the backyard, the rest of the people followed him.
Along with Hu San's narration, the voices that were originally asking questions gradually disappeared, and finally only Hu San's voice remained.
"... Speaking of that time, it was really dangerous..." Hu San was bathed in the countless hot eyes and felt so hot that he was sweating all over. He rolled up his sleeves, took off his hat, and faced everyone
While speaking, he made exaggerated gestures.
"..This knife cuts like this..."
The people watching couldn't help but hold their breath. Although they were all doctors or apprentices and had seen a lot of flesh and blood, everyone still couldn't help but feel the hair on their spines when they heard Hu San talk about it.
The belly was opened! That’s a human belly!
"After slicing it open and finding the broken area, use a needle and thread to sew it up and it will be fine," Hu San said.
With these words at the end, everyone looked aggrieved.
"How did you find it? How did you sew it up? How could you not die if your stomach was clearly cut open?" Everyone asked in a hurry.
Hu San chuckled.
"Well, this is the secret of the master's sect." He said pretending to be profound.
Everyone booed at the same time.
"You just don't know anything about the secrets of the sect..."
"...Are you making this up? Who can't say these words, I can also say them..."
"...Obviously I just didn't see it..."
"...What kind of sect are you from? What kind of sect do you think you are..."
"...Who are you going to become your apprentice with, you stinking handyman..."
No matter what they said, Hu San just pretended to be profound and calm, looking at everyone but smiling without saying a word, and despite the coercion and inducement, he did not say a word about the details of the operation.
Everyone had no meaning in talking about it, so they left one after another.
"However." One of them looked at Hu San solemnly and said to the others, "What is certain is that it was indeed a caesarean section."
They have all seen the illness of the prefect, and it is indeed an incurable disease. The only way to cure him is the legendary miracle doctor Bian Que and Hua Tuo.
"There really are masters of such skills in the world." Everyone sighed and couldn't help but look in the direction of Dingxihou Mansion, "Where did that young lady come from..."
The origin of the beggar, he jumped into the palace of a noble lady and was able to perform the caesarean technique of the miracle doctor Bian Que...
"If beggars can really do this, I would rather stay as a beggar for eight lifetimes!" someone murmured.
Compared with Hu San who felt refreshed after dealing with so many people, Qi Yue stretched out a little tiredly after the ladies in charge finally resigned.
"I talk too much and it's quite tiring," she said with a smile.
"Young madam, you talked a lot less today than before. Why do you say you talked a lot?" Quezhi said to Aru in a low voice.
Because the mood is different, Aru thought silently and glanced at Qi Yue.
In the past, this woman showed an expression of curiosity and inquiry when facing the people and things here, but now, her face no longer has this look, but instead has a look of alienation.
I really want to treat dreams as reality, maybe I’m not used to it.
"Since you are here, you should tidy up the place again. Please bring the young lady's bedding and hair combing things from the storehouse." Aru said without talking to her about this topic.
Quezhi was stunned for a moment.
"Live here?" she asked.
Ah Ru glanced at her.
"The Qiutong Courtyard burned down, so the other courtyards should be cleaned up," she said.
"Um, sister Aru, I heard..." Quezhi hurriedly whispered, "The prince has tidied up the house for the young lady..."
Aru was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but glance at Qi Yue.
Qi Yue was looking at the sky and didn't know what to think, but her expression was leisurely.
"Aru." She suddenly looked over and shouted.
Ah Ru responded hurriedly.
"You come to visit with me." Qi Yue said.
Ah Ru was a little surprised, but nodded without asking any questions.
"It's windy and cold outside, I'm going to get a cloak." She said, walking past Magpie Branch, "Just do as I say."
Quezhi made a sound and watched the two people walk out.
"Young madam, where are you going?" Aru asked.
"Go..." Qi Yue thought for a moment before saying, "Go to the second lady's place and have a look."
Second lady? Xifu?
Ah Ru was very surprised.
The people in the West Mansion were even more surprised. This was the first time the young lady had set foot in the West Mansion. When the old lady was here before, the second lady also invited her during the holidays, but she didn't go for one reason or another.
The maid at the door hurriedly hugged her over, and everyone quietly looked at this famous and uncommon young lady.
Looking at this woman with high sideburns, wearing a moon-white pink collar, a long coat, and a bright red phoenix-feather cloak, she is tall, thin, quiet, and has an elegant temperament.
Not to mention this all-around majesty, no wonder the old lady fell in love like this. Besides, word has spread throughout the house that the young lady is the descendant of a miracle doctor. Anyone who says that she was born as a beggar will definitely make people laugh.
Beggar? Have you ever seen such a beggar? Not to mention such beauty, relying on such medical skills, still begging for food? How many people are rushing to give money to you...
This young lady must have a great background...
When Qi Yue walked into the yard of the second wife, Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Chen was already standing on the porch, being supported by two girls. Her frail face was full of surprises. Only when she saw Qi Yue walking in the door did she seem to believe it.
This news is true.
"Yue Niang..." She took a few steps forward and shouted, "Why are you here?"
I don't know whether it was because of excitement or physical weakness, but her body softened and she almost fell. Fortunately, the girls on both sides held her tightly.
Qi Yue hurriedly walked a few steps over and reached out to support her.
Sure enough, this woman was the only one who showed sincere care for Qi Yueniang.*** (To be continued)
