Ink Burns

Chapter 184 The Rain Is So Heavy

Shuiguang has heard countless praises from patients.

The Xinglin Hall and Jimin Hall in Qiushui Ferry had been abandoned for more than ten years. There were no large families in Qiushui Ferry, and the docks could not retain people. Apart from a few itinerant doctors who were willing to come, the more skilled doctors flocked to the capital city, and the less skilled doctors were also taken to sea by transport ships. Although Qiushui Ferry did not have a large population, there were still several hundred or even a thousand people inside and outside the village. These people were in a predicament of not having doctors to see for many years.

With the arrival of Shui Guang and three loofahs, Qiu Shui Du underwent a great change: Aunt Liu's irregular menstruation, which was sometimes absent and sometimes long, was cured; Aunt Luo's heart palpitations at the alley entrance were also largely cured; even the women in the brothel alley were willing to seek Shui Guang's medical treatment—Shui Guang was not talkative, but clever, and she would never look down on these unfortunate women. Minor ailments could be cured with a few doses of medicine, and if the condition was truly incurable, Shui Guang was willing to try acupuncture. If it could save them, they could live; if it couldn't, she wouldn't let them die in despair.

These days, Xinglintang enjoys an excellent reputation.

The praise that trickled into Shuiguang's ears was truly endless.

Therefore, in response to the man's light praise, the dignified seventh-rank official Wei Sibu merely raised the corner of his lips, revealing a wicked and arrogant smile: "You flatter me, you flatter me, it's nothing but a trivial skill—"

"I'll show you something big later": Shui Guang noticed that the man's breathing gradually became steady and his lips gradually turned rosy. She then raised her right hand and pressed her fingertips precisely on the meridians of the man's wrist.

The middle-aged man next to him opened his mouth, attempting to sound the alarm again with a sharp blast.

Shui Guang held up a finger to her lips, frowned, and said, "Stop yelling! If you gave him some of your lung capacity, he wouldn't be acting like he's about to die from a sudden downpour!"

The middle-aged man said in grief and indignation, "If it could be divided, I would gladly give my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys to the Holy Young Master!"

Shui Guang glanced at the middle-aged man in horror: Is the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the Six Departments so obsequious? Would they give their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys to their superiors? What would she do if she entered the palace? She wouldn't even give away a single hair!
The pulse was palpable and the water droplets were clear, so I stopped.

"How is the pulse?" The man in the black cloak had a faint, enigmatic smile on his lips.

"Your asthma and weak heart must have been triggered by the sudden change in weather today." Shui Guang thought for a moment as she removed the silver needles from the acupoints. Then she looked up and said, "You suffer from asthma. You can wear a sachet with dried and crushed cinnamon twigs, asarum, apricot kernels, ephedra, aconite, and belamcanda chinensis. If you feel your asthma is about to flare up, smell the sachet. It will relieve the symptoms considerably."

Upon hearing this, the man in black took out a black sachet with gold thread from his pocket, placed it on the table, and then pushed it in front of Shui Guang with one hand: "Yes, but it won't work today."

Shui Guang took the sachet and sniffed it.

The medicine contained several more ingredients than she had mentioned, including mint, atractylodes, and patchouli.

There's nothing wrong with this medicine bag!

It can at least relieve most of the asthma!

Not to the point of suffocating to the point of turning purple lips and being unable to stand!

Shui Guang looked up in confusion, only to meet the inquiring yet encouraging gaze of the man in black.

"Was it effective in the past?" Shui Guang asked.

The man in black slowly nodded: "Yes."

Shui Guang took the medicine bag in and smelled it again. Apart from the smell of medicine, there was no other smell. When she opened it, the powder had been crushed and it was impossible to tell which was right and which was wrong.

Shui Guang frowned, picked out a small clump with her fingernail, smelled it, and then rubbed it apart with her fingertip. There was a little bit of strange powder, just a tiny bit, yellow, moist, and small-particle powder.

"pollen."

Shui Guang looked up and said, "It's pollen, a yellow, odorless pollen. People who don't usually react to this pollen will experience a halving of the effectiveness of their medication if they come into contact with it after developing asthma. In severe cases, their asthma will worsen, and they might even die after a few wheezes."

Before the middle-aged man could correct Shui Guang's wording, he quickly turned to the man in black and said, "His intentions are despicable! When we get back, I will thoroughly investigate him from top to bottom, inside and out."

The middle-aged man's voice shifted, becoming slightly sinister: "Those damned bastards, daring to mess with you! I'll make sure they wish they were dead." Shui Guang blinked her round eyes: Is this how the Six Ministries deal with people? So ruthless? If she were to go in, it seems she'd be in deep trouble if they didn't send her some heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

The man in black did not change his gaze at all. His hidden double eyelids were only a very thin and narrow slit. His eyebrows were a little long but did not cover his eyes. The appropriate blank space gave his eyes a space to attract attention - peaceful, quiet and with a tranquil mystery.

"What about the other pulse signs?" The man in black calmed down, his voice becoming clearer and gentler. "Is the pulse very weak? Can he be saved?"

"If you were in a rural village, you might not live past thirty."

As soon as Shui Guang finished speaking, she immediately anticipated that the middle-aged man would let out a sharp whistle-like explosion, and quickly put a finger to her lips to silence him: "Please don't shout!"

Wait for her to make amends!

"But you two are in the Six Departments of the Forbidden City, holding high positions and wielding great power. As long as the prescription is correct, what kind of medicinal herbs can't you obtain? With the best herbs to nourish and slowly prolong your life, no one can outlive you."

Shui Guang looked up with smug satisfaction, clearly very pleased with her words: firstly, she seized the opportunity to reveal the other party's identity, fully demonstrating her cleverness; secondly, she subtly flattered him, wishing him a long and healthy life.

Hey hey hey.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!
Hey hey hey.

Liu Si, she's here!

If she doesn't become a concubine, who will?!
She's incredibly capable! She can single-handedly defeat Xue Chen with her martial arts skills, and she can also fool the Grand Eunuch with her eloquence. The key is that she's also very lucky—she had just finished packing her things and was preparing to go to the mountains to live like a wild woman when, as if on cue, her savior appeared!

The man in black robes curled his lips slightly: "Bureau Chief, you've guessed our identities?"

Shui Guang's smile was hard to suppress: "Of course, of course. You two are both handsome and exceptionally talented; you're clearly no ordinary people—"

The man in black robes remained calm, waiting for what was to come.

"Is he a high-ranking eunuch?!"

Shui Guang immediately gave a very encouraging answer.

"When I was first selected, I learned that the highest-ranking eunuch was the Director of Ceremonial, followed by the Secretary, and there were also Junior Directors and Attendants of the second and third ranks. Judging from your appearance and that of this Lord Wu, you are both handsome and have an extraordinary bearing. You must be quite prominent figures in the Six Departments!"

Shui Guang smiled and gave a thumbs-up, then glanced sideways and gave Eunuch Wu a friendly, familiar tongue-twisting laugh.

To be honest, Supervisor Wu really wants to scream right now.

The scream that had been building up was now surging up in his throat.

But he couldn't call out.

It couldn't make a sound at all.

Wu Dajian turned his head and looked out the window in despair.

It's raining so hard outside.

For the rest of his life, there will never be a rainstorm heavier than the one that rained on the day the saint was mistaken for a eunuch by the female physician.