“Don’t talk here.” Zhang Tong said quietly, pointing to Liu Pucheng and Qi Yue who were deep in thought nearby.
Hu San shrank back, and A’Ru also stopped talking.
“Foul?” Qi Yue suddenly murmured, looking at Hu San. “What did you say?”
Hu San quickly waved his hands.
“I didn’t say anything…” he said somewhat frantically.
“No, you did say something. What about foul?” Qi Yue stood up and asked.
Seeing this wasn’t a scolding, Hu San relaxed.
“Well, the patient has bad breath…” he pointed to the sickbed behind him, saying with some embarrassment.
As a doctor, being disgusted by a patient’s filth really wasn’t proper…
“Bad breath?” Qi Yue murmured, then her eyes suddenly lit up as she rushed over.
A’Ru, who was about to clean the patient’s mouth, was pushed aside.
Everyone watched in astonishment as Qi Yue bent down and smelled around the patient’s mouth, nose, and face.
“Liver odor!” Qi Yue raised her head and shouted excitedly. “It’s liver odor!”
Liver odor?
Liu Pucheng walked over.
“It’s hepatic coma, it’s hepatic coma!” Qi Yue looked at him and said, her face flushed with excitement, her voice trembling. “Teacher, it’s hepatic coma! Angong Niuhuang Pills! Quick, get Angong Niuhuang Pills!”
Though she didn’t understand traditional Chinese medicine, she knew the famous name and uses of Angong Niuhuang Pills, one of the three emergency medicines in traditional Chinese medicine.
The room immediately became busy.
This commotion reached outside, and the servants who saw it shook their heads and sighed. After dragging on so long, the person was finally failing…
In the evening, Madam Xie came over.
“Pack up and send Young Master Huang out.” she said indifferently.
“That won’t do, he can’t be sent back now.” Qi Yue firmly refused.
Madam Xie sneered.
“So you insist on having him die in our house?” she said mockingly. “You’ve already tormented this child for so long—won’t you even let him die in peace?”
“It’s too early to say it won’t work. He’s still alive.” Qi Yue said.
Madam Xie scoffed.
“Alive? You call this being alive?” She glanced into the inner room and laughed mockingly.
Just as her words ended, an exclamation came from the inner room.
See? He’s about to die, isn’t he?
Madam Xie’s face showed restrained excitement.
“Young Madam, Young Madam, he’s awake, he’s awake…” A’Ru’s sharp voice came out.
Qi Yue immediately rushed in, while Madam Xie stood frozen in place. Through the swaying beaded curtain, she saw the patient on the bed slowly moving his head and neck.
“Where… am I… where is this?” the patient spoke in a weak voice.
This voice was undoubtedly the most beautiful sound Qi Yue and the others had ever heard in their lives.
He was awake, awake. Qi Yue couldn’t help but cover her mouth with her hand, blocking the cheer that was about to burst out, but couldn’t stop the tears of joy spinning in her eyes.
Dad, did you see what I did…
Dad, do you believe what I did…