The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 186

Chunnuan's trip was delayed by two days because she needed to give Zhou Da Niang acupuncture.

Zhao Minghua had a plan to stockpile grain, and with Chunnuan's approval, he immediately put it into action.

Chunnuan watched as he made his horse gallop away with a single whistle, and felt a pang of envy.

Are you sure it can deliver the message?

Spring warmth knows that pigeons can deliver messages, but it doesn't know that horses can also carry messages.

"An old horse knows the way, and this horse has been with me for eight years, so I trust it completely to deliver messages."

Chunnuan looked at her little jujube with a complicated expression, wondering if it would be just as powerful after it was properly cared for.
They stayed temporarily at the Zhou family's house in the town, and the Zhou father and son tried their best to cook for them.

To repay Chunnuan for saving her mother, Zhou Sanwa went to the mountain to dig a trap. Unexpectedly, he was very lucky and actually caught a wild rabbit.

"Look at this day and age, even wild animals are skin and bones."

Zhou Sanwa sighed, "It really isn't a good year."

The rabbit was indeed very thin, and as spring warmed up, it seemed to be getting quite old.

It's likely that it fell into a trap while searching for food. So, what goes around comes around; when you're looking for food, you might accidentally become someone else's food.

"This rabbit skin can still be sold for two coins."

Uncle Zhou pasted the rabbit skin on the back of the wooden door: "Once it dries, we can sell it for money."

"Dad, how do we eat this rabbit?"

"Just cook it."

The father and son together couldn't even afford a cook.

In the end, it was Qingsheng who made the move.

Celebrating my birthday, I realized once again that my mother was right: You don't have to do it, but you must know how.

Otherwise, you'll be helpless when it matters most.

"Qingsheng is quite capable; your wife will be very fortunate in the future."

Spring warmth praised him.

"Thank you girl."

Qingsheng felt that the young lady was much better than the young master. The young master would only criticize him for this and that, finding fault with him endlessly. But the young lady was different. No matter what he did, she would praise him and say that he did a good job. In front of the young lady, Qingsheng could even stand up straight.

"Work hard, and I'll find you a wife later."

"Thank you girl."

In my excitement during the birthday celebration, I almost shouted "Thank you, young mistress!"

"Yes, it's decided. From now on, I'll obey the young mistress's orders. The young mistress is my master. He'll be there in a heartbeat if the young mistress needs anything."

"Look how happy this kid is."

Zhao Minghua couldn't bear to watch anymore, thinking to himself, "I haven't even gotten married yet, what are you panicking about?"

"Qingsheng is very capable."

As spring warms up, you'll realize that Zhao Minghua is often truly unreliable. The people serving you, even if they haven't done anything particularly meritorious, have certainly put in a lot of effort. If they do a good job, praise them lavishly and reward them generously, and they'll work even harder in whatever they do afterward.

If you dislike him, he will feel that nothing he does is useful, since his master will never praise him anyway, so he will slack off.

"Yes, yes, very capable." Zhao Minghua said cheekily, "Like master, like servant."

This was also a way of praising himself again.

Chunnuan was so angry she laughed, and she couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

She went to give Aunt Zhou acupuncture.

"Auntie, can you feel your legs?"

"My legs feel sore and swollen, but they feel warmer than usual."

"If it gets warm, it means it's working; it will get better gradually."

Chunnuan chatted with the old lady while receiving acupuncture.

“I gave birth to four children, but only three survived,” Aunt Zhou said, wiping away her tears. “Our family was poor, and there was no food after the births, so I didn’t have any breast milk. The children cried out in pain from hunger, but there was nothing we could do. My eldest and second eldest children starved to death.”

"My fourth child was a daughter, she was already two years old, when she suddenly fell seriously ill and passed away." Aunt Zhou was particularly heartbroken as she recalled that moment: "That child left in my arms, she was so sweet and lovely, calling out 'Mama' so clearly..."

Chunnuan can't stand hearing these things; they make her feel so suffocated.

They were sick and didn't have time to see a doctor, or they were too poor to see a doctor, and then they died.

As a doctor, she truly wished there were no diseases in the world.

Chunnuan gave Aunt Zhou acupuncture for three consecutive days, along with medicine and hot compresses.

On the fourth day, Chunnuan and her group prepared to leave.

"Auntie, would you like to try to get out of bed?"

"Can I manage?" Aunt Zhou said, "Girl, you're leaving already? I'm quite reluctant to see you go. I have to get up and see you off."

“Okay, you can walk us to the gate.” Chunnuan said, “We can walk, but not for too long, or we won’t be able to stand it.”

Chunnuan was quite impressed with the Zhou family father and son. The old lady had been bedridden for more than a year, but they took good care of her. There were no sores or ulcers on her body, and the room had no odor.

Moreover, Aunt Zhou's legs didn't atrophy much, thanks to Uncle Zhou's daily massages.

Even in wealthy families where servants and maids often provide for them, this is not always possible.

It is said that filial piety wanes at the bedside of a chronically ill patient, but the Zhou family proved otherwise.

This is one of the reasons why Chunnuan was confident of curing the disease after her consultation.

Some people are bedridden and, if their families don't take good care of them, they will develop sores and ulcers on their backs, and the house will be filled with an unpleasant odor, making it a place where strangers should stay.

Even if you cure her illness, she won't be able to walk; her body will need a long time to recover.

Encouraged by Chunnuan, Aunt Zhou slowly got out of bed. When she stood up, tears welled up in her eyes again.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps... With her husband and son as witnesses, Grandma Zhou took another step in her life.

"My dear daughter, you're like a living saint! Your medical skills are amazing! I can really stand up again, I can really walk! I never dreamed I could walk and stand up again... I..."

I was incredibly excited.

"Doctor, your medical skills are truly remarkable."

The Zhou family father and son praised her again.

"It's mainly because you took good care of Auntie," Chunnuan said. "Otherwise, no matter how good my medicine is, it would be useless. She definitely wouldn't be able to get up for three to five months."

"No, no, no, it's mainly because I met you, Doctor. You're practically Hua Tuo reincarnated."

Chunnuan felt that this evaluation was a bit too high.

Zhao Minghua, however, believed that Chunnuan did indeed have this ability.

He felt a surge of joy and pride, as if he had struck gold: Look how discerning he was! The wife he had chosen was the best in the world.

After saying goodbye to the Zhou family, we headed south.

Along the way, everywhere you looked, you could see ruins and traces of fire.

"Young Master, why does this feel like a war is about to break out?" Qingsheng was a little scared. "Young Master, do you think there might be bandits? It seems like things aren't going to be peaceful along the way."

"Don't jinx it," Zhao Minghua said. "It's not just your feeling, it's a fact. With a group of soldiers causing trouble everywhere, life will never be peaceful."

"We're not afraid, the girl has a secret trick that works really well."

Qingsheng felt that the spring warmth powder could last him a lifetime.

“Qingsheng, you’re wrong this time.” Chunnuan said with a wry smile, “I only brought one pack with me when I went out just in case, and I’ve already used it all.”

Therefore, if danger arises later on, the only option left is hand-to-hand combat; there's no room for trickery.

Neither I nor Qingsheng are capable of fighting, so let's just pray for a safe journey.

"Qingsheng, you jinx!"

Chunnuan suddenly heard Zhao Minghua cursing.

"what happened?"

"A large army is heading this way." "Where? How do you know?"

Looking around, all that could be seen besides this official road was... In the distance, Chunnuan could see dust billowing everywhere.

"Is it them?"

Chunnuan pointed to the patch of dust and asked.

"Yes."

Therefore, it is essential to be observant and attentive when traveling.

"Are they robbers?"

Where are there so many robbers?
That must mean a large number of people passed through.

"I'm not sure, Qingsheng. Let's steer the carriage to the left and give way."

Zhao Minghua was self-aware enough to know that he was the only one of the three with fighting ability, and going head-to-head with him at this time would be like an egg hitting a rock.

Can't afford to offend but can afford to hide.

"Yes, Master."

Qingsheng hurriedly drove the carriage to the left-hand path.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a large group of people and horses came rushing towards them.

"Young master, is this a military procession? I've never seen so many people before, so..."

"Shut your stinking mouth."

Zhao Minghua felt this was not a good thing!
Although it was his first time seeing this, even an ordinary person could see a large number of troops being mobilized and moving rapidly, which showed how big the matter was.

"Yes." Qingsheng immediately fell silent.

Chun Nuan had only one thought in her mind: Where has war or turmoil broken out?

They let this batch of troops go first, and waited for several tens of hours.

"Young master, I counted them. The people in front are on horseback, there are more than 600 people in total, and the people behind are on foot, there are at least 5,000 people."

Chunnuan glanced at Qingsheng in surprise. He really put his heart into it, actually going to the trouble of keeping count.

In other words, the total number of people in this group is as many as six thousand.

Do you know which troops they are from?

Spring Warmth wants to know what exactly happened.
"Judging from their attire, they should be soldiers from Shu (Sichuan)."

The large-scale transfer of soldiers from Shu to other areas indicates that there were riots in those places, and these soldiers were likely sent to suppress them.

At this point, their information became somewhat outdated.

After the troops had passed, Qingsheng drove the carriage onto the official road.

After riding for a while, Qingsheng reined in his horse again.

"what happened?"

Zhao Minghua lifted the carriage curtain and saw two soldiers supporting each other as they limped along the official road.

Seeing the carriage approaching, they didn't try to give way, but instead went straight to meet it.

"Brother, can we hitch a ride in your carriage? We need to take you to the town ahead to find a doctor to treat our injuries."

The two soldiers looked pleading.

"inconvenient."

What a joke! There's my future young mistress in the carriage. How can I let two men from outside the family get on?

He refused the birthday greeting immediately.

He was somewhat relieved; if a large group of people had been there, these two would have been unable to refuse their request to get on the carriage, otherwise they wouldn't even know how they died.

However, there are only two of them now, and since their young master possesses extraordinary skills, he is naturally not afraid.

On the contrary, protecting one's own young future mistress is more important.

"Brother, we are from Sichuan, we are not bad people. Please, let us see your master. My brother sprained his ankle, and I have sores on my leg. Neither of us can walk..."

The soldier knew that if he wanted to get help from others, he had to sincerely state his bottom line first, so that the other party wouldn't overthink it.

There's also the saying, "It's easy to see the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with his underlings; when you need to ask someone for help, you have to ask the right person directly."

"you……"

Before Qingsheng could say anything more, Chunnuan called out to him.

"Stop," Chunnuan said. "I can go horseback riding."

"Warm..."

Zhao Minghua clearly disagreed. It was already December, and the wind outside was biting cold, cutting like a knife across one's face.

"You wanted to know what happened, right? This is your chance."

“Then you don’t need to ride a horse while they ride in a carriage.” Zhao Minghua lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out: “Can you two ride horses? There are women in my carriage, so it’s inconvenient for you to get on. If you can ride horses, then you can ride that horse.”

"Thank you, young master, but I've twisted my ankle..."

"Is it just a sprained ankle?" Chunnuan had already heard the reason clearly: "Let me take a look at it for you."

"Warm..."

If it were a woman or a young girl, it would be one thing, but a young man going to examine someone's feet? Zhao Minghua was petty and had a lot of objections; he disagreed.

"I was first and foremost a doctor, and a doctor only sees patients, not men or women."

Chunnuan was speechless. Some people even said that they wouldn't change themselves after getting married, but this was just looking at his feet, why was he so nervous?

Zhao Minghua immediately became much more obedient after being glared at by Chun Nuan.

Chunnuan got off the carriage and said to the young man, "Which ankle did you sprain? Sit down and take off your shoes so I can see."

"Miss, you..."

The soldiers were shocked. A young and beautiful girl actually wanted to see his feet. This... it sounded like a joke.

"I'm a doctor. Let me check how serious your foot is. If it's not serious, I can treat it for you."

"what?"

"What 'ah'? Hurry up, don't waste time." Zhao Minghua was clearly annoyed, but in the end, he couldn't win against Chunnuan: "You're lucky to have met us."

"Yes, yes, you are such kind people!"

Soldier A sat down on the spot, took off his right shoe, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "We've been marching a long way, and our feet are sweaty and a little smelly. Miss, please..."

"It's alright." What does a doctor care about smell? He's seen wounds that fester and infest with maggots. "You've marched a long way. Where did you come from and where are you going?"

"We come from Hanzhou and are going to Shu County."

Why go all the way to Shu County?

"Fight! We've received orders to defend Shu County."

"A war?" Chunnuan gripped his ankle. "Really?"

"Of course it's true." The soldier finished speaking, then let out a scream: "Ah!"

"Okay, try to see if you can walk."

"This……"

Afterwards, Ding stood up and took a few steps.

"It's healed, brother, my foot is healed, really healed?"

What a pleasant surprise.

"It's all done, Miss, you're really amazing."

"That's right, you don't know our girl..." Qingsheng was about to speak when his young master glared at him and he immediately shut up.

"You were just talking about a war in Shu Commandery. Who's fighting whom?"

"You don't know yet, do you? The Third Prince and his soldiers have started fighting with the Prince of Shu. The Third Prince is a wolf in sheep's clothing, a traitor..."

Chunnuan and Zhao Minghua exchanged a glance. It seemed that the Third Prince's influence was indeed quite significant.