Chapter 659 Divine Doctor (Part Two)
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Su Lan and the others were shocked and tried to stop Mingzhu, “No, Wangfei, you can’t go.”
“I must go.” Mingzhu understood what they were worried about, but she was willing to take the gamble this time. Who else in the world could have such extraordinary skills besides Jiang Zhouzi? If this person truly was Jiang Zhouzi, then even if it meant facing a mountain of swords or a sea of flames ahead, she was willing to give it a try.
Donghui had followed Mingzhu for so long that she already knew what kind of person she was. Without saying a word, she promptly took the people inside for inspection. The middle-aged man didn’t say anything either, letting them fuss around as he simply stated, “You can look, but don’t touch anything in my room.”
Donghui completely ignored him and did what she needed to do. After confirming that there was no major issue, she immediately came out to inform Mingzhu, “There are only two maids inside, nothing else. It’s fine for Wangfei to wait quietly in the courtyard.”
Mingzhu agreed and instructed someone to bring out fifty taels of silver to hand over to the family of the laboring woman. The mother-in-law was the first to rush up and snatch the silver, while the husband intercepted, saying, “What if this person is deceiving us and can’t save my wife?”
Before Mingzhu could respond, the middle-aged man angrily retorted, “If I can’t, I’ll twist my head off and use it as a ball for you to kick!”
Mingzhu seized the opportunity to add, “I’ll remember that, General Wu. Did you hear?”
Wu Baihu, who was enjoying the spectacle, nearly cracking open melon seeds, suddenly heard Mingzhu address him and promptly responded without thinking, “I heard, Wangfei. If this lad is just bragging and can’t save people but ends up killing them, I’ll personally twist his head off and use it as a ball for Wangfei!”
The middle-aged man smirked faintly, disdainfully glancing at them before casually waving his wide sleeves. His two beautiful maids approached and helped him remove his outer garments.
Mingzhu watched intently to see what he would do next, but he simply turned and walked inside, leaving behind a confident and cold figure, saying, “Carry the person into the center of this room.”
The laboring woman was quickly carried into the room. Mingzhu instructed someone to move the carriage to the entrance of the courtyard and then sat down in the middle of the courtyard to wait quietly. As for the summons from Imperial Consort Min, she naturally forgot about it.
Her entourage set up hot water, tea, and charcoal braziers, creating a mobile living space. Zhuang Zhuang was held by Wetnurse Tang inside, enjoying the warmth without a care, happily babbling away.
Wu Baihu, admiring the lavish display, approached Mingzhu to chat and try to get some hot tea. Knowing that these street-patrolling soldiers had a tough job, Mingzhu had Su Ju prepare a pot of hot tea for him and offered him a seat by the brazier.
Wu Baihu was getting on in years and was feeling quite comfortable and talkative. He spoke a lot to Mingzhu, “I’ve heard of such rare occurrences before, but they usually involve mountain spirits coming out to accumulate virtue and undergo tribulation. I never expected to witness it firsthand today.”
Mingzhu wasn’t interested in his nonsense. She simply uttered a noncommittal “Mmm” and didn’t respond further. Wu Baihu, oblivious to her lack of interest, continued speaking until he received a disdainful look from Su Ju, causing him to restrain himself and refrain from speaking further, stretching his neck to peer inside. However, not being able to see much, he grew restless, “I really want to see. Will there be blood splattering? In my younger years, I stabbed into people’s bellies with a knife during battles…”
Realizing his indiscretion, he covered his mouth and looked at Mingzhu with an embarrassed smile, “I misspoke, I misspoke. My apologies for alarming Wangfei, it’s a sin, a sin…”
Mingzhu glanced at him lightly, saying, “Have you heard of Commander Yang Yizun of the Longlin Guards? I killed him personally.”
Wu Baihu fell silent, obediently holding his teacup and sitting quietly to watch the show.
With even Wu Baihu quiet, the relatives of the laboring woman naturally continued to clamor, sometimes wanting to go inside to see, then complaining about not being allowed to see. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, the middle-aged man stood at the window with a stern face and said, “Ying Wangfei, could you kindly silence this bunch of ducks once and for all?”
The adjective was too apt.
Mingzhu couldn’t help but smile slightly, clearing her throat, “Wu Baihu, it’s your turn to act.”
Wu Baihu immediately stood up tall and fierce, saying menacingly, “What’s with the shouting? If you shout again, I’ll throw all of you out. The men will go to the army, and the women will go to the military camp to do laundry and cooking.”
The mouths of the ducks were finally silenced, and peace returned to the world.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the sound of a newborn baby’s crying came from inside the room. The laboring woman’s mother-in-law and husband excitedly stood up but didn’t dare to step forward. A beautiful maid wearing an oilcloth robe came out, holding a newborn baby, and said expressionlessly, “It’s a girl. Fortunately, we arrived in time; otherwise, even if she was saved, she would have been brain-damaged.”
The mother-in-law immediately showed a look of disdain, while the husband wiped away a tear and carefully unbuttoned his shirt to wrap the newborn baby in his arms. Mingzhu glanced at Su Lan, who silently went to find a small blanket and handed it over. The man wrapped the baby girl in it and bowed from afar to Mingzhu.
After a while, the same beautiful maid came out again and said, “The woman’s wound has been stitched up. Someone from your family should come to get medicine and pay the medical fee, and take care of the woman. She can’t go back for the next few days. We’ll take care of her here and remove the stitches when it’s time.”
The crowd looked at each other, not knowing who was the first to exclaim in admiration, followed by an uncontrollable chorus of praise. Mingzhu suppressed her excitement and stood up, pretending to be calm, “I’d like to take a look. Is that convenient?”
The maid replied, “The master said that if Wangfei wants to see, she can, but no one else. Only two people are allowed from the woman’s family. Please pay the fee first.”
The woman’s husband asked, “How much is it?”
The maid replied, “Fifty taels of silver.”
The woman’s mother-in-law jumped up, “Why? Why is it so expensive? It’s enough to buy five young girls.”
Mingzhu pointed at her, saying, “Come here.”
Thinking Mingzhu was naive and wealthy, the old woman walked over with a smug expression, nodding and bowing, “What orders does the noble person have?”
Mingzhu looked at her and said, “I find you annoying and want to beat you. Su Momo, come!”
There was a gleam in Su Momo’s eyes, “May I ask Wangfei, how many times?”
Mingzhu replied, “To your heart’s content.”
“Got it.” Su Momo bowed and, facing the old woman, began to slap her continuously. The old woman wailed in agony, and her son and relatives came to plead for mercy. Mingzhu finally ordered Su Momo to stop, saying, “I gave you the silver earlier because you were unwilling to gamble with your daughter-in-law’s life, so I wanted to reassure you. Now that your daughter-in-law and granddaughter are both alive, this silver naturally doesn’t belong to you. I haven’t said I want it back yet, but you dare to think about buying five more young girls. You’re also a woman, raised by your parents. Why are you so despicable?”
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