Jinyi Spring

Chapter 79 turned red again.
If it were anyone else, Shangguan Ruyu would definitely have fanned the flames and watched the show. But since it concerned Feng Chuchen, he not only didn't fan the flames, but also helped Ming Shanyue put out the fire.

He gestured with his chin at Ming Shanfeng, "You're making fun of your cousin, but you're wearing white underwear yourself."

Madam Ming placed a piece of venison in Ming Shanyue's bowl. "What happened to you just now?"

Ming Shanyue frowned slightly, "I don't know what happened, my mind suddenly went blank, and my legs went weak..."

Madam Ming said anxiously, "Is she sick? Quickly, send someone to fetch the imperial physician. Oh, Miss Feng is a highly skilled doctor; perhaps we could have her take a look as well."

Ming Shanyue didn't want to see that girl again, so she quickly said, "That feeling only lasted for a moment, and it's already gone."

Duke Ming picked up his chopsticks and said, "It's good that you're alright, let's eat."

Before he could finish speaking, an old woman hurried in.

Madam Ming asked, "What is it?"

The old woman looked troubled and hesitated before saying, "Reporting to the Duke and Madam, Steward Ming has sent word that Miss Zhen is seriously ill and Master Zhen is waiting for the Duke in the front hall to discuss something."

Everyone understood that Ming Shanyue must have caused his fiancée to fall ill again, and the Zhen family had come to break off the engagement.

The others put down their chopsticks and looked at Ming Shanyue with sympathy.

Ming Shanyue gave a bitter smile. "I'm a cursed star, destined to bring misfortune to my wife. Parents, don't bother with me. Just find a wife for my second brother and let him have a few more sons."

The Duke of Mingguo stood up with a stern face and walked out.

Madam Ming's eyes reddened again. She put down her chopsticks and said, "Please enjoy your meal. I'm tired."

The maid helped her into the bedroom.

Ming Shanfeng exclaimed, "Big brother, you've angered Mother again!"

Ming Shanyue said calmly, "My fate has always been like this. If you're afraid I'll upset your parents, you should hurry up and find a wife so that the family can have more children."

Ming Shanfeng pouted and said, "Every time I ask you to get married, you push the blame onto me. Grandmother says that it's bad for a young man to get involved with a woman. I'm still young and naive, you can't ruin me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ming Shanyue slapped him on the back of the head, and he quickly shut his mouth.

Shangguan Ruyu whispered, "You two should keep quiet. Let's go and not disturb Aunt's rest."

The three arrived at the bedroom door, offered a few words of comfort to Madam Ming, and then left quietly.

Feng Chuchen waited and waited in the side room, but no one invited her to the main room to see a doctor.

At the end of the hour of Wei (1-3 PM), she went out the door, and there was only a maid standing outside the door of the house in the courtyard.

She walked over and said softly, "Please ask Granny Li for me, and if there's nothing else, I'll go back."

The maid went inside and came out with Granny Li a moment later.

Li Mama said, "Madam is not feeling well again. Go and see if she can still receive acupuncture."

He took her and Banxia directly to the bedroom.

Madam Ming lay in bed, her face even more haggard than in the morning, and her eyes were red.

Feng Chuchen took her pulse and said, "If you want to recover quickly, you need to relax. Let me massage your head to soothe it."

When the cold fingers were placed on her head, Madam Ming shuddered.

A little over fifteen minutes later, Madam Ming exclaimed in surprise, "I feel much better, more comfortable than I've ever felt before."

Feng Chuchen massaged her abdomen and pelvis, and explained to Banxia and Granny Li.

"If neither Banxia nor I are here, please have the nanny massage the lady using this method."

Granny Li said, "This old servant is clumsy and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it well."

"It's alright, you can learn with us every day from now on, and you'll get it after practicing a few times."

Next comes bloodletting, and finally needle insertion and thread embedding, followed by twisting to circulate qi.

Once everything was settled, Feng Chuchen sat down on the chaise lounge by the window.

Little Ah Xuan's voice drifted in from outside the window again, "Wearing iron armor and hanging a long sword, the wind rises and the clouds fly..."

Madam Ming opened her eyes and saw Ah Xuan fly in through the half-open window.

The small black figure circled once in the room before finally landing on Feng Chuchen's lap.

Her little pointed mouth opened and closed, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Inhale, exhale, push hard..."

Madam Ming was amused again, and the old women and maids in the room also covered their mouths and laughed.

The silence that had just been broken was instantly dispelled by this little thing.

Feng Chuchen explained, "Ah Xuan likes to play with my younger brother and my dog. He's been to my house a few times, so how did he learn these words?"

Madam Ming suddenly realized, "So that's why I learned those words at your clinic."

Feng Chuchen then recounted how she met Ah Xuan.

The crowd laughed even harder.

Granny Li said, "What a coincidence! Ah Xuan went to your house as a guest first, and then Miss Feng came to my house for a medical consultation."

She was much more polite to Feng Chuchen, even a little ingratiating.

After finishing everything at the beginning of the You hour (5-7 PM), Feng Chuchen took his leave.

Granny Li presented two purses, saying, "Thank you, Miss Feng. This is the fee for two courses of treatment."

As soon as Feng Chuchen and Banxia stepped out the door, Granny Li said, "Young Miss Feng is indeed quite skilled. Alas, if we had been able to successfully invite Doctor Feng to deliver the baby for Madam, Madam wouldn't have suffered for so many years."

Madam Ming sighed, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

After harboring resentment towards Doctor Feng for so many years, he still had to ask her descendants to treat his illness in the end. How ironic is fate!

Feng Chuchen and Banxia boarded a mule cart outside the Chuihua Gate, and then changed to a horse-drawn carriage at the East Corner Gate.

Feng Chuchen was in low spirits and lifted the car curtain to look outside.

As dusk fell, the streets became less crowded, and vendors left one after another, either driving their carts or carrying loads on their shoulders.

Banxia looked at Feng Chuchen's forehead and asked in surprise, "Miss, why has the mole on your forehead turned red?"

Feng Chuchen touched the small mole and said, "This is a cinnabar mole, it's naturally red."

"It wasn't this red before; it was a dark red. Now it's bright red with a hint of yellow, like cherry. It really is."

Feng Chuchen blinked. How could that be? This mole has always been dark red, both in its past and present lives.

She lowered her head and said, "Look more carefully."

Banxia leaned closer for a closer look and said with certainty, "That's right, it's the red of a cherry. If you don't believe me, go back and look in the mirror."

"Did it change today, or did it change sometime before?"

Banxia shook her head. "I didn't notice before, and I don't know when it changed."

Feng Chuchen's heart stirred slightly. Could it be that her body turned red after delivering the wolf's baby? At that time, her body underwent many changes, such as her body temperature dropping, she stopped sweating, and her acupuncture and medical skills improved like never before.

At the time, she only noticed those changes and didn't notice the mole.

Banxia suggested, "It's really bad luck. You only encounter trouble when you meet Lord Ming. You should go to the Jokhang Temple to pray for blessings. Everyone says that the temple is the most efficacious."

Having experienced time travel and the magic needle, Feng Chuchen firmly believes that there are gods watching over us.

"Go whenever you have free time. You also need to study hard. Once you've learned it, I won't have to be the one making house calls every time."

Banxia muttered, "I've been studying hard, only sleeping three hours a day. But no matter how hard I try, I can't be half as good as you, Miss. I can't even dream of it in this life or the next."

Feng Chuchen opened the purse given to her by Granny Li. Inside were two pure gold bracelets, a gift for her.

The other purse contained twenty-five taels of silver. The treatment would last for twenty days, with a consultation fee of five taels of silver and a daily treatment fee of one tael of silver.

For a young doctor like Feng Chuchen, this is an astronomical price.

Only she knew that her true worth far exceeded this price.

The magistrate also rewarded Banxia with a purse containing two taels of silver. By the time they got home, it was already getting dark, and they were waiting for them to have dinner.

Feng Chuchen asked Feng Buji and Aunt Wang to look at her cinnabar birthmark, "Has it turned red? When did it turn red?"

Feng Buji had someone hold the candle up to Feng Chuchen's face and exclaimed in surprise, "The color has really lightened; it's redder and more vibrant now!"

Aunt Wang also said, "It's true, I didn't even notice when it changed."

At the Zhuyin Tower of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, both the old Duke and the Duke of Dingguo had gloomy faces, while Ming Shanyue remained calm.

The old Duke still refused to believe it. "Master Chi Hui clearly said that when Shan Yue's mole turns red, it means that a little cinnabar suppresses all yang energy, and he will meet his destined wife. So, that Miss Zhen is not Shan Yue's destined wife."

"Grandfather, I don't want to get married..."

The old Duke slapped him across the face, saying, "You're talking nonsense."

His eyes suddenly widened as he stared at Ming Shanyue's face and said, "Hey, why has your mole turned red again?"

Fearing he might be mistaken, he pulled Ming Shanyue to the lantern and removed the lampshade to examine it closely.

The Duke of Dingguo also came over to look and said incredulously, "It's true, the dark red has turned into bright red."

A glint flashed in the old duke's eyes. "It's not bright red. Rong'er said this kind of red with a hint of yellow is called cherry red. Could it be that only when it changes to this color can Shanyue propose marriage?"

The Duke of Dingguo smiled and said, "Very likely."

He laughed out loud because he was happy.

Ming Shanyue turned her face away. "Say what you want to say. Don't blame me if you die again."

But doubts arose in his mind.

His mole turned red after he returned to Xiqing from Beijing last year, just before he returned to Xiqing when Feng Chuchen spat in his face.

I was vomited on by Feng Chuchen for the second time a few days ago, and today she pushed me over again... This mole is even redder than before.

How could her mole turn red on its own?

Moreover, every time he encounters that girl, he experiences sudden mental confusion and unsteadiness.

Once is a coincidence, twice is an oddity, but three times is no longer a coincidence.

Could she be the destined wife that the master spoke of who could "suppress" him?

Ming Shanyue was so horrified that her hair almost stood on end. The woman was annoying, but the maid was even more annoying.

Thinking about it, it's impossible. If the two of them get close, something will happen. How could they possibly be husband and wife?

Therefore, the "destined daughter-in-law" and the "person who changed her fate" may not be the same person.

That girl is the one who changed his destiny, while his destined wife is still nowhere to be found, or even if she exists at all.

The thought that she wouldn't have to marry that girl who constantly caused her trouble made Ming Shanyue feel relieved. But then she thought about Feng Chuchen coming to change her fate for no reason, and she felt she was being nosy…

The old Duke stood up and said, "I'll go tell Rong'er that Shan Yue's face shows another auspicious sign. Perhaps he'll be able to get married this time. Let her be happy."

Then it disappeared like a gust of wind.

At this moment, a tall, dark-skinned bodyguard walked in.

He whispered a few words, and Ming Shanyue stood up and said softly, "Father, I have something to do and need to go out for a while."

Duke Ming nodded.

The following morning, Feng Chuchen took Banxia in his own mule cart to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion to treat Madam Ming's illness.

Upon arriving at the main courtyard, not only was Madam Ming present, but also a noblewoman around thirty years old.

The noblewoman was gentle and beautiful, dressed simply. Her features were not as delicate as Madam Ming's, but she was still approachable.

With a smile, Granny Li introduced, "This is my aunt."

Auntie is the younger sister of the Duke of Ming.

Feng Chuchen curtsied and said with a smile, "Auntie."

Xia looked Feng Chuchen up and down and smiled, "As expected of a descendant of Doctor Feng, you have such skills at such a young age. Treat her well and we will reward you handsomely if you cure your sister-in-law."

Her eyes were sincere, and her voice was gentle, which made her very likable.

Feng Chuchen said, "Auntie, you flatter me. Treating illnesses is a doctor's duty. I dare not accept such a generous thanks."

Madam Xia comforted Madam Ming a few more times, "If there's hope, then focus on getting better and try to relax. It's Miss Zhen's own fault for being sick; how can she blame others? There are plenty of good girls out there; I'll keep inquiring..."

Because there were outsiders present, she couldn't explain it too clearly.

Feng Chuchen guessed that Ming Shanyue's fiancée was probably sick again.

Madam Ming held her hand and said, "I'm not in good health, and this family is so grateful to you."

“Look at what my sister-in-law is saying, we’re all family, this is what a younger sister should do.”

After Xia left, Madam Ming lay down on the couch.

After finishing my work, it was already noon. I was invited to the west wing to have lunch before going home.

Feng Chuchen went to the Ming Prefecture for four days in a row.

Now they know the way well and walk from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard by themselves.

Upon arriving at the outer courtyard, I was greeted by the long-lost Duke Ding.

The old man was still as vigorous as ever, with piercing eyes.

The old Duke chuckled when he saw Feng Chuchen. "Little girl Feng, it's you again. How's your brother?"

Feng Chuchen curtsied to him and said with a smile, "Thank you for remembering him, sir. My younger brother has grown taller and started school, and he keeps talking about you, sir."

The old man chuckled, “He brought him along when he was on leave. The little guy is clever and lovable, let Rong’er meet him. We’re getting old, we want great-grandchildren, Rong’er especially so, but we just won’t have any grandchildren for us.”

Hearing the old man call his wife "Rong'er" didn't feel out of place at all.

Feng Chuchen smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll bring him here to kowtow to the old master and the madam when he has a day off."

The old man looked in another direction and called out loudly, "Dr. Cai."

Feng Chuchen looked over and saw a man nearing forty years old walking out of a moon gate, accompanied by a servant carrying a medicine box.

Dr. Cai jogged over here.

The old man then said, "Come on, have a couple of drinks with this old man."

Dr. Cai smiled and said, "Yes, yes."

Feng Chuchen guessed that this man was Cai Yuxiu's father, who had come to treat Master Ming, whose legs were not in good condition.

At dawn on the fifteenth day, just as the sun rose above the rooftops, rosy clouds drifted across the eastern horizon.

It was another sunny day.

Feng Chuchen led Feng Buji and Banxia in practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard.

Suddenly a horse-drawn carriage arrived at the entrance of the alley, and an old woman trotted over to the Feng residence.

It was a carriage from the residence of Minister Tang of the Ministry of Personnel. Minister Tang's eldest granddaughter-in-law was giving birth, and the fetus was in danger; the fetal heartbeat was very weak.

The old woman said that the weak fetal heartbeat was detected by Dr. Zhou using a stethoscope.

Minister Tang was not only a minister, but also a Grand Secretary of the Eastern Pavilion and the second Grand Secretary, wielding immense power.

Feng Chuchen dared not delay and quickly took Shaoyao to the Tang residence.

If she delayed too long and Banxia needed to go to the Mingfu for treatment, she could only bring Shaoyao.

In a courtyard of the Tang residence, two imperial physicians specializing in gynecology and pediatrics sat under the east wing corridor. One of them, dressed in the robes of a fifth-rank civil official, was the highest-ranking imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Academy.

Equivalent to the level of an academician in a previous life.