Chapter 37: Chapter Thirty-Seven: Prestige Points
That crisp sound, and the newcomer's loud exclamations.
Startled Yu'an beside her, but the little one still turned to clutch Grandmother's hand, pursing his small lips and blowing gently.
Clearly frightened himself, his eyes reddened, yet he still comforted her in a soft, sweet voice.
"Doesn't hurt, doesn't hurt. Puff, puff—pain fly away, pain fly away."
Held in that tiny palm, Meng Shi felt her heart melting away.
She shook her head at the little one.
"Don't worry, Yu'an. Grandmother is fine."
Yu'an blew on it a few more times, then crawled under the chair to pick up the medicine tablet.
An Luo hurried to speak.
"Yu'an, don't pick it up. Anything that falls on the ground, we don't want."
The little one pinched the tablet between his fingers, lips pressed together.
【The medicine Fairy Sister sent got dirty on the floor—what a pity.】
Because it was from her, he treasured it this much?
An Luo felt a warm glow in her heart.
Aaah, Zaituan is so good, so heartwarming!
Yu'an glared at the newcomer, cheeks puffed with indignation.
"My grandmother's medical skills are amazing. Our medicine will definitely work!"
This is medicine Fairy Sister sent!
The one who had just made a move was a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe, a medicine box slung over his shoulder. Hearing those words, he gave a snort of contempt.
"A mere woman—what real skill could she possibly have?"
Hearing this, Yu'an's small chest heaved violently, his little face flushed red, his cheeks puffing in and out.
So angry!
The tiny child didn't know that many adjectives yet, but he was very sensitive to emotions.
He knew this man was saying nothing good!
He could also tell—this man looked down on Grandmother!
The little one folded his hands across his chest, tilted his head up to face an adult taller and burlier than himself, not intimidated in the slightest.
"Are you very skilled?"
The middle-aged man lifted his chin proudly and stroked his beard.
"I dare not boast about other things, but within a hundred li, my medical skill is absolutely among the very best."
The little one pursed his lips and gave a milky humph.
"Then why hasn't she been cured yet?"
"Good question!"
An Luo clapped for Zaituan several times.
Oh, so your medical skill is great? Made you the star, did it?
Over a month of treatment, not the slightest improvement.
Hearing Fairy Sister cheer and applaud for him, Yu'an couldn't help blushing again—but this time from shyness. The fierce little tiger cub momentum he had just mustered collapsed in an instant.
The little one reached up to scratch his cheek, frowning his tiny brows, trying hard to recapture the feeling from before.
That little look was simply too cute.
It made one want to scoop him into their arms and give him a good few rubs.
But aside from the Cheng Family and An Luo, no one present paid this scene any mind.
"I— I was, that is—"
A flicker of panic crossed the middle-aged man's face; for a moment, words failed him.
He truly had no method to cure this illness. These past days he had been poring over ancient texts nonstop, and even his prescriptions had been tentative, educated guesses.
But he absolutely could not admit that. Otherwise, given how much importance Lord Chen placed on his adoptive father, once it came out that he had been testing new prescriptions on Chen Old Gentleman, his life would surely be forfeit.
Over this past month, it wasn't that he hadn't considered giving up and letting the Chen Family seek a better physician elsewhere.
But this was an illness only the wealthy and noble suffered from. For someone of his station, encountering such a case was simply too rare an opportunity.
If he cured it, if he worked out the right prescription, he could use that formula as a stepping stone to climb higher—treating only high officials and nobles in the future. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Though the scheme was risky, the returns would be great!
Thoughts churning through his mind, the middle-aged man had already composed his expression, stuck out his neck, and put on a look of impatience.
"I have my own pace and my own plans. I need no one's meddling!"
"Is that so?"
A voice, cold and cutting, rang out.
"Then may I ask, Imperial Physician Wang, when do you plan to cure my adoptive father?"
At the sound of that voice, Imperial Physician Wang's neck stiffened. He turned slowly, and the moment his eyes met Chen Ying's, a few beads of cold sweat slid down his temple.
"I— I have searched through every ancient text, and I've found another prescription!"
"So!"
Chen Ying cut him off sharply, his tone growing colder, his gaze on the man as though looking at a corpse.
"You mean to say you intend to use my adoptive father to test a new prescription?!"
Imperial Physician Wang dropped to his knees with a thud, waving his hands and shaking his head in frantic denial.
"No, no, Lord Chen, that's not what I meant."
Yet Chen Ying didn't even glance at him, merely waving a hand at the steward, who summoned a few servants and had Imperial Physician Wang dragged out.
Being dragged outside by the servants, Imperial Physician Wang shouted and begged for mercy.
"Lord Chen, spare me! This commoner won't dare again—please give me one more chance!"
Soon, Imperial Physician Wang's wailing faded from everyone's ears.
Chen Ying turned around, his face showing an apologetic expression as he looked at Meng Shi.
"Master's Wife, I'm truly sorry about what just happened. I never expected Wang Min to suddenly make a move."
Hearing this, An Luo pursed her lips.
"Don't think I didn't see that suspicious look in your eyes. Even if that fellow surnamed Wang hadn't thrown the medicine, you definitely wouldn't have let your father take it!"
Hearing this, Yu'an's big eyes went wide as saucers.
So it turns out this uncle didn't believe them either!
Yu'an's first reaction was anger, but thinking it over carefully, this uncle was just too concerned about his Daddy.
Fine, then she wouldn't blame him.
The little one quickly talked herself out of it, lowering her head to fiddle with the pill in her hand, her fair, tender face full of regret.
Meng Shi rubbed her little head and whispered in her ear.
"It's alright. This one pill, we'll save it for Grandmother to use in analyzing the prescription—it won't be wasted."
Hearing this, the little one's face broke into a smile again, happily showing her tiny baby teeth.
"Okay!"
Chen Ying glanced at his father, who was leaning against a chair and miserably clutching his forehead, and his face showed an anxious expression.
"Master's Wife, my father's illness…"
Yu'an took out the small medicine bottle, poured out two more pills, and in her milky voice instructed,
"Take one first, and don't drop it this time, okay?"
Chen Ying quickly took them.
"Yes, yes, absolutely won't happen again."
Pill in one hand and warm water in the other, he served Father Chen to take it, then had the steward send his father back to his room.
He then continued discussing with the Cheng Family members, but his mind was elsewhere, constantly glancing toward the door.
An hour later, the steward came running over, so激动 his eyes were brimming with hot tears.
"My lord, the Old Master—he, the Old Master is much better! Right now he's even fussing about going to practice with his broadsword!"
Chen Ying was first overjoyed, then his brows knit tightly together.
"What nonsense! Didn't the Imperial Physician say he can't make any big movements?!"
As he spoke, he bowed slightly toward Cheng Old Madam.
"Please forgive me, Old Madam. This junior will go check on my father first."
An Luo惊喜 discovered that Zaituan's Reputation Points had gone up!
Although it only went up by three points, it was still a big step forward!
She was just about to open the Reputation Mall when a phone call came in.
"Manager Liu?"
"Miss An, your bracelet and jade hairpin have already been snapped up by someone, and there are some documents that need your personal signature for confirmation. Would it be convenient for you to come by now?"
An Luo nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, I'll head right over!"
Haha, little money, here I come!
End of Chapter
