The old man was very dissatisfied and finally grabbed a handful of soil from the corner outside the gate before running away.
“I really can’t treat most illnesses.” Qi Yue smiled at A’Ru. “Never let these people in again. Let them properly find local doctors, take medicine when they should, lest they delay treatment—that would be my sin.”
A’Ru nodded.
“Young Mistress, why can’t you treat them? I think you understand everything.” She couldn’t help asking.
“I understand, but…” Qi Yue scratched her head.
“You just don’t have medicine.” A’Ru finished her sentence with a smile.
Qi Yue laughed heartily.
“It’s because I don’t know how to use the medicine here. Treating illness ultimately requires medicine. My medicine is used up, and I don’t know how to prescribe your local medicine, so naturally there’s no way.” She said.
A’Ru nodded.
“Young Mistress, that child had stopped breathing. Why did you blow air into his mouth and he came back to life?” She remembered another question and asked curiously.
“That’s called artificial respiration. When a person suffers sudden trauma, spontaneous breathing may suddenly stop. At that time, the person isn’t actually dead yet, so you need to help them breathe again.” Qi Yue smiled.
A’Ru looked curious.
“It’s actually very simple.” Qi Yue smiled and demonstrated on her. “Like this, like this, mouth-to-mouth breathing, pressing the heart…”
A’Ru smiled shyly.
“This servant can’t learn it.” She said.
“You can learn it, it’s very simple.” Qi Yue smiled.
“Young Mistress is so capable, yet always says she can’t do things, can’t save people.” A’Ru said.
Qi Yue sat in the courtyard, basking in the warm sunlight, and sighed.
“Born at the wrong time.” She lamented.
A’Ru giggled, and Qi Yue looked at her and laughed too.
“I chose the wrong profession. If I had known I’d come to your time, I would have studied Chinese medicine.” She smiled.
“Chinese medicine? What’s Chinese medicine? Are there other types of medicine?” A’Ru asked curiously.
“Yes, Chinese medicine is what our ancestors passed down. Where I come from, there’s also medicine from foreign Western countries, called Western medicine.” Qi Yue said. Seeing A’Ru looked confused, she gave an analogy. “It’s like the fish we ate last night—it can be steamed or braised. Both are ways of eating, just different methods.”
A’Ru made an “oh” sound of understanding.
“Then which is better? Young Mistress’s must be better, right?” She asked again.
Qi Yue touched her neck and smiled.
“Each has its advantages, each has its strengths. They can’t be compared.” She smiled and rubbed her hands, changing the subject. “Let’s not talk about this. Let’s discuss how we should go back after being here so long.”
This was a worrying topic, and both master and servant frowned with troubled expressions.
“Young Mistress, someone from the manor has come.” A servant woman said outside the door.
Another visitor? Qi Yue and A’Ru exchanged glances.
“Young Mistress.” A maid walked in from outside, carrying a large bundle and respectfully bowing.
“It’s A’Jin.” A’Ru happily went to take it.
A’Jin looked up and smiled at them.
“Concubine sent me to see Young Mistress. I brought some things for combing hair and face cream. The weather is getting colder, and there are also hand warmers and foot warmers.” She kowtowed and held up the bundle from the ground.
A’Ru quickly took it, and Qi Yue asked her to rise.
“Thank you for Concubine’s thoughtfulness.” She smiled.
“Young Mistress, Concubine has already explained the situation to the Marquis. The Marquis also scolded the Prince. In a few days, the Prince will come to see you.” A’Jin stood up and said.
“Really?” A’Ru asked in surprise.
A’Jin nodded.
“Why would I lie to you about this?” She smiled, then looked at Qi Yue. “Young Mistress, Concubine asked me to give you a message…”
Another message? Qi Yue made an “oh” sound.
“I’ll go see what the kitchen is preparing for dinner. Since you’re here, try some local game. You can’t easily get this in the manor. The food isn’t anything special, just for novelty.” A’Ru smiled.
“Thank you, Sister.” A’Jin quickly smiled back.
A’Ru smiled and left.
“Please sit. You must be tired after traveling.” Qi Yue smiled and gestured.
A’Jin was very excited seeing her friendly attitude.
“Young Mistress is still the same as before. It’s just that these past few years, this servant hasn’t been able to visit you.” She said, tears seeming to glisten in her eyes.
Qi Yue exclaimed inwardly—another person with a past story!