The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 320 Exploring the Bottom Line, Mysterious and Impressive

Madam Bai cried for a while and then fell into a deep sleep. Lang Jiuchuan removed the needles, his gaze falling on her face. He placed two fingers on her pulse, his brows furrowing and then relaxing.

After taking her pulse, Lang Jiuchuan got up and walked to the side. He picked up a pen and began to write and draw on the paper, adding and subtracting until he wrote down the most suitable recuperation for Madam Bai's current condition on two new sheets of paper.

"I'll get the medicine for this one right now. Drink it for a month straight. First, it will help regulate postpartum bleeding and replenish your essence and blood." Lang Jiuchuan first handed the prescription with the character "Yuan" on it to the old woman, and then handed her the second one: "After a month, switch to this prescription. It will strengthen the body's foundation, nourish the vital energy, and expel pathogens, while also nourishing the blood and calming the mind. You can keep taking this health-preserving prescription."

The elderly woman took it, glanced at it, and cautiously asked, "Master, is my wife considered postpartum?"

“How can it not count? She was truly pregnant, with the child of her and Master Bai, but it was lost because of the vengeful spirit entering the womb.” Lang Jiuchuan’s expression was indifferent yet somewhat pitying as he said, “That’s all that’s left, what a pity.”

The old woman's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to ask what this meant, but Lang Jiuchuan said, "Her metrorrhagia is real, and she has been having her essence and blood drained by vengeful spirits and yin fetuses during this period. Her body is severely depleted and can only be kept healthy."

"Master, you're awake?" Steward Huang and Yi Ce were applying medicine to Bai Maoxing when they saw him open his eyes and were quite pleased.

Bai Maoxing looked at the familiar house, his mind buzzing. A pain on the tip of his tongue brought him to his senses, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "I'm not dead?"

"Alive, still alive, sir! Master, you are truly skilled." Steward Huang wiped his eyes and looked at Lang Jiuchuan gratefully.

Lang Jiuchuan had already approached, and Yi Ce tactfully stepped aside, but quietly retreated to the old woman's side and whispered, "Let me take a look at this side."

He was a Taoist priest from the Maoshan sect, but he wasn't actually proficient in medicine. All he knew was how to identify herbs and treat simple ailments like colds. He couldn't cure serious illnesses. His expertise lay in exorcising ghosts and locating auspicious burial sites.

But now, he no longer dares to be so confident.

He was also there to help out at home, and the old lady handed him the prescription without hesitation.

Looking at the prescription, some of the herbs were expensive and some were cheap. The most expensive one was probably ginseng that was over fifty years old. However, the Bai family were tea merchants, and I heard that one of their teas was even a tribute tea. They were not short of money, so they should have these.

He looked at the prescription but couldn't really understand anything. However, the prescription and dosage were impressive, though he didn't understand them.
Yi Ce suddenly felt uneasy. He turned his head and saw that the girl named Jianlan was staring at him menacingly. She took the prescription he was holding and gave it back to the old woman: "Hurry up and go get the medicine. Your mistress is still dizzy."

The old woman sighed.

Jianlan gave Yice a warning look, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "This prescription isn't suitable for everyone. My young lady prescribed it based on Madam Bai's current condition. It might not work for others. You can't just take medicine randomly."

One strategy: "..."

The implication is that he's being warned not to steal the teacher's methods or techniques, right?
He gave a disgruntled snort and muttered, "I'm just checking if the medicine she prescribed is correct."

Jianlan scoffed lightly, standing by the table and looking at Lang Jiuchuan. There was another one over there, so she said sarcastically, "It's really hard on my young lady. She's been working non-stop without a break. Her face is so pale, it's heartbreaking to see. Unlike some people, who have rosy complexions and look relaxed all over."

One strategy: "!" That sharp-tongued, cheeky girl.

Lang Jiuchuan then felt Bai Maoxing's pulse, ignoring his tears of relief, and said, "The vengeful spirit has been exorcised, and your lives are safe. Don't worry, just focus on recuperating. Both you and your wife have suffered great losses and will need to take care of yourselves from now on."

Bai Maoxing said with a pale face, "Thank you for your trouble, Master."

Lang Jiuchuan went to get another prescription. Just as she said, the couple had suffered greatly this time and were severely depleted. The fact that they were still alive was only due to the merits they had accumulated from doing good deeds in their quest for a child. But this depletion of vital energy was a depletion, and it would take a long time to recover. If they could recover to a point where their bodies were somewhat healthy, that would be a great achievement. Any further desires were impossible.

With Madam Bai's prescription, Bai Maoxing wrote the prescription very quickly. Just as she finished writing the last word, she heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

A servant called out that the uncle had arrived.

Lang Jiuchuan put down his pen and saw a burly, middle-aged man with a thick beard walk in. His resolute face was full of anxiety. As soon as he came in, he shouted, "What happened? How did it happen like this, Liniang? Liniang?"

Before anyone could reply, an even more boisterous female voice rang out from outside the door: "Have the doctors arrived? If they can't walk, carry them over here, and be quick."

Soon, a plump and tall woman strode in. Lang Jiuchuan knew at a glance that the two were husband and wife.

The commander of the Western City, Liang Mifeng, and his wife, Madam He, were both fiery and righteous. Although Madam He had a karmic burden, her merits were far greater, and it was unknown how she had acquired them.

There was bound to be a good cry here. Lang Jiuchuan packed up his things and took Jianlan out of the bedroom to wait in the outer room.

Yi Ce didn't understand why she had gone out until he heard curses and sobs all around him, several voices mixed together, deafeningly loud, before he hurriedly left the room.

Seeing Lang Jiuchuan sitting leisurely in the outer room drinking tea, he coughed, lingered over, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful despite your frail appearance. May I ask who your master is, and which Xuan clan you belong to now?"

Hey, they're probing!
Lang Jiuchuan put down his teacup, looked at him, and said sarcastically, "Are all people who know Taoist arts like you, insisting on joining the Xuan Clan? If you want to cultivate Taoism, then cultivate Taoism, why are you acting like you're in a gang? I heard you say you're a disciple of the Feng family, is the Feng family so poor that they can't even afford to give you a decent set of robes? So stingy?"

Yi Ce's face turned green, and he stammered, "What do you know? There's a reason I joined the Feng family."

Lang Jiuchuan keenly noticed the fleeting hatred and restraint in his eyes when he mentioned the Feng family. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Could the reason be the hatred for the massacre and the theft of their treasure?

After all, the Feng family is skilled in forging and refining magical artifacts, and some of their magical weapons may have been obtained from other sects.

Yi Ce wanted to say something, but then there was a loud commotion behind them. They all looked over and saw Lord Liang and his wife supporting Bai Maoxing and his wife as they came out. When they saw Lang Jiuchuan and the others, they knelt down and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my two sisters. Please accept our bow."

　Who has frozen shoulder that stretches from the front to the back, pulling along one side of their neck? It's me, it's me...!!!
　　(End of this chapter)