Yuan Bao watched everyone enter the house. Bright light and lively chatter and laughter came from inside. He couldn’t help but grin, then turned to bolt the door properly.
Both shops were completely finished, and Qi Yue paid all the wages, even giving each craftsman an extra red envelope.
“Master, that’s too wasteful,” Hu San really felt heartbroken and couldn’t help saying quietly.
Qi Yue smiled.
“Money is meant to be spent. Spending it where it should be spent is accumulating virtue,” she said, watching the craftsmen leave happily with their thanks. “I think Yueniang would be very happy too.”
Yueniang would be very happy too? What did that mean? Wasn’t she happy herself? Hu San frowned in confusion.
A’Ru heard this and naturally understood.
“What are you still standing there for? Those hospital beds have all been delivered. Why don’t you go supervise their installation,” she said.
Being able to hear such commanding voices in his ear again, Hu San was so happy he smiled even in his sleep.
“Yes, yes, I’m going,” he grinned and ran off cheerfully.
Qi Yue stood at the door watching the disciples make final decorative touches to the storefront. There were quite a few people on the street watching the excitement, most of their gazes falling on Qi Yue, inevitably pointing and whispering.
A’Ru wanted to remind Qi Yue to go inside, but seeing her composed expression, even smiling slightly when meeting the people’s curious and inquiring gazes, she became composed too, remembering what Qi Yue had said to the Qianjin Hall disciples early that morning.
“Everyone doesn’t know my name yet, right? From today on, we’re colleagues,” Qi Yue smiled. “My surname is Qi, with the single given name Yue, the yue of joy and happiness. Everyone can call me Sister Qi, or Sister Yue. Teacher, you can just call me Little Qi.”
Qi Yue, the yue of joy, not the yue of moon…
That was her name, wasn’t it? A’Ru looked at Qi Yue standing before everyone, full of vitality. This was her true self. That Yueniang had completely become the past.
She naturally wouldn’t let the past affect today or tomorrow.
A’Ru took her position behind her.
The sound of firecrackers came from far down the street, drawing people’s attention away from here as they inquired about the commotion.
“The Marquis Dingxi’s mansion is giving rewards…” someone shouted from the distance. The words “giving rewards” immediately drew the street crowd in that direction.
“Why are they giving rewards for no reason?” Qi Yue laughed, turning to ask A’Ru. “Could it be to celebrate our medical hall’s expanded business?”
She laughed heartily at her own joke.
A’Ru smiled helplessly, her expression slightly heavy.
“The young lord is leaving today,” she said quietly.
Qi Yue slowly stopped laughing and nodded.
“Oh,” she simply said.
“My lady, are you going to…” A’Ru was about to speak quietly when someone came running over in a panic.
“Qianjin Hall! Qianjin Hall!” The person in the lead clutched a piece of paper in his hand, shouting loudly. “Where is it? Where is it?”
Seeing the paper in his hand, Qi Yue’s eyes lit up.
“Here! Here!” she hurried to raise her hand and shout loudly.
The person accurately located her and ran over. Seeing her, he was momentarily stunned, then looked at the paper in his hand.
It was a simple square piece of paper with large, clear characters reading “For emergencies, please find Qianjin Hall,” with the specific address below and some reminders about accidents, such as not moving injured people carelessly and how to perform simple hemorrhage control.
This was something Qi Yue had asked Qianjin Hall to print and distribute some days ago to advertise the newly renovated medical hall. Later, because of the divorce matter, it was set aside. She hadn’t expected that the few scattered copies would actually be effective.
“Where is it? What happened?” Qi Yue immediately asked. “I’m a physician.”
The person was stunned for a moment.
“Outside the city, hit by a horse carriage…” he answered instinctively.
“A’Ru, pre-hospital emergency care,” Qi Yue said, turning around.
A’Ru acknowledged and immediately ran inside, calling out loudly.
The busy disciples stopped their work, then erupted in chaos with a whoosh.
“Pre-hospital emergency care, follow me. Emergency room, prepare for incoming,” Qi Yue said, taking the emergency bag A’Ru brought over and running out.
Three disciples, after a moment of panic, caught up from behind.
“Where’s the cart? Wasn’t the cart delivered long ago?” Hu San was shouting and jumping around behind them. “Quick, open the back door! Who told you to block the back door? Move those medicine bags…”
When more than ten guards poured out of the city gate, they could see from afar that the road was blocked.
“What’s going on?” someone asked. “Go clear them away.”
A guard rode over.
The crowd was three layers deep, all looking at what was happening inside.
“What’s wrong?”
“An old man was hit by a horse carriage…”
“…probably won’t survive, right?”
“…so much blood…”
“Originally, this family won’t let him be quickly taken to a medical hall, insisting the old man lie here…”