After being forced to leave the marriage, I became the wife of a top scholar.

Chapter 111 Unable to Find a Doctor

Bai Wanqing gently shook her head, signaling Ruixin to stop talking. After all, this was someone else's business, and no one could guarantee that they would be happy every day.

Ruixin received a look from the young lady and lowered her head to focus on eating her wontons.

Ruixin's eyes lit up immediately after taking a sip of the wonton soup. "Miss, Miss, you must try this soup, it's really delicious!"

Bai Wanqing thought the wontons tasted great while she was eating them, especially the wonton wrappers, which were not only thin but also very chewy. Hearing Ruixin praise the wonton soup, she also took a bite. She then raised her eyebrows in satisfaction and smiled at Ruixin, saying, "It is indeed delicious."

These wontons were so delicious; it was the first time they had ever eaten them. "I'll pack some for my husband later so he can try them too."

Ruixin nodded and noted it down.

Perhaps they were too tired from traveling these past two days, because the two of them each ate two bowls of wontons. After eating, Bai Wanqing looked up at the stalls around her and found that apart from the wonton stall where the two of them were, almost all the other food stalls were full of people.

Only their wonton stall had two tables of customers, and the other table seemed to be occupied by people from out of town, judging from their accents.

Bai Wanqing was puzzled, but only for a moment.

The two got up, and Ruixin ran to the owner to pay the bill. She also ordered two bowls of wontons to take away. Just as she took out her purse, she saw a group of people rush out from nearby and surround the wonton stall.

"Little girl, the owner here owes me money. Just give me the money for your wontons." One of the tall men stretched out his hand in front of Ruixin and weighed it in his hand.

Ruixin was intimidated by the group's posture and unconsciously took two steps back.

Bai Wanqing walked over, reached out and pulled Ruixin along, then stood in front of her.

Fearing that the men might harm the two women, the wonton shop owner quickly came out from behind the stove and used his body to separate Bai Wanqing from the thugs.

"Gentlemen, we can ask for our money after I close up shop, but please don't frighten our customers, okay?" The wonton shop owner forced a smile and spoke to the tall man in a polite tone.

The tall man glanced at him, then extended the hand that was reaching for Ruixin to the wonton shop owner, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and give it to me!"

The wonton shop owner sighed, turned around, took Ruixin's money, and then frantically winked at the two women, urging them to leave as soon as possible.

Bai Wanqing frowned and walked out of the wonton stall with Ruixin. She saw that the money only passed through the hands of the wonton shop owner before being handed directly to the tall man.

The tall man seemed unsatisfied, his gaze fixed on another table of customers still eating at the wonton stall. Seeing this, the customers at that table dared not eat their wontons anymore, hurriedly paid their bills and left.

The tall man took the money, weighed it in his hand, glanced disdainfully at the wonton stall owner, and then turned and left with his men.

Bai Wanqing confirmed that the group had gone far away, and then took Ruixin back to the wonton stall.

"Boss, who are these people? How can they ask you for money in broad daylight?" Bai Wanqing asked.

The wonton vendor, seeing that it was the two women from earlier, felt a little guilty. "Madam, please stop asking. Those people are not easy to deal with. You should try to eat wontons at my stall less often in the future."

"So as not to accidentally implicate you."

The wonton stall owner looked worried and tried to shoo them away.

Just then, a woman about the same age as the wonton stall owner suddenly ran up to the stall, grabbed him, and started crying, "Husband! You have to go home quickly! Qian'er is probably not going to make it. We have to get a doctor! We have to get a doctor to save Qian'er!"

The wonton shop owner was stunned when he heard this. He nodded blankly and was about to follow the old woman home, but before he had taken two steps, he remembered that he needed to call a doctor.
But where could he find a doctor? He started crying along with his wife, crying, "Where can I find a doctor?"

The old couple fell silent as soon as they got to this point. The old woman quietly shed tears. "Husband, I'll go and fetch a doctor. If I can't get one from the Fang family right now, I'll just smash my head against the wall and die. When the officials come, you must ask them for a doctor to save Qian'er!"

When Lao Wei saw that his wife was trying to commit suicide, he naturally disagreed in every way, and the two started arguing right next to the wonton stall.

Bai Wanqing hesitated slightly, then stepped forward. "Boss, if you don't mind my poor medical skills, I can take a look at your son!"

As soon as Bai Wanqing spoke, Old Wei and the old woman both looked at her.

Old Wei didn't want Bai Wanqing to get involved, so he hesitated, but the old woman seemed to have grasped at a straw, "Young lady, do you really know medicine?"

Bai Wanqing nodded slightly. The old woman, no longer caring whether it was true or false, pulled her along and headed home.

Ruixin, carrying wontons, had no choice but to follow. Seeing this, Lao Wei immediately packed up his wonton stall and went home as well.

Old Wei's family lived not far from where he set up his stall, just two streets away. However, this place was completely different from the residences on both sides of the main street. These were rows of small houses connected together. Most of the residents here were tenants, and many were small vendors who set up stalls on the main street. They didn't seem to be starving, but they weren't very wealthy either.

Bai Wanqing was led into a courtyard by the old woman. The courtyard was small, but it was very well organized. There was only one room in the courtyard, which was divided into two sections.

The outer half of the room is where Old Wei and his wife live, while the inner half is where their son, Wei Qian, lives.

When Bai Wanqing entered, she saw a young boy lying on the bed with a pale face.

"This isn't an illness, he's injured?" Bai Wanqing gently lifted the blanket and saw that Wei Qian's chest was wrapped in layers of fine linen. Judging from the method, it shouldn't have been done by a professional doctor. "This linen..."

The old woman stepped forward and explained, "It was me who tied it. Is it because I didn't tie it properly that Qian'er keeps bleeding?"

Bai Wanqing didn't answer. Instead, she asked the old woman for scissors and then cut open Wei Qian's shirt. The knife scar on Wei Qian's chest was then exposed to Bai Wanqing without any reservation.

Bai Wanqing frowned as she carefully examined the wound. "This is a knife wound. It seems to have been there for more than ten days. Because it wasn't treated properly, it's now somewhat infected."

As she spoke, Bai Wanqing placed her hand on Wei Qian's forehead, and sure enough, it was already a little warm, but fortunately, the temperature was not too high.

“Ruixin, go home now and get my medicine box. Also, leave a message for your husband so he won’t worry.”

"Okay!" Ruixin picked up the wontons and was about to run out, but was stopped by Lao Wei.

Ruixin looked at him with suspicion, and the old woman glared at her husband. Only then did Lao Wei speak up: "Madam, even if we have the prescription, we can't get the medicine. Do you have any medicine with you? Why don't you have this young girl bring it along, so we don't have to make another trip?"

The old woman then realized what was happening and immediately turned to agree, "Yes! Yes!"

Bai Wanqing looked up at Old Wei, then at the old woman. She had just been wondering why they couldn't find a doctor in Huaizhou City, and now they couldn't even get medicine. Did Huaizhou not have a single pharmacy?
Bai Wanqing's expression caught Old Wei's eye, and Old Wei immediately explained, "Madam, please don't doubt us. Our Wei family is not a filthy family. We just offended someone we shouldn't have. Once you've treated Qian'er's injuries, if you want to hear it, we will definitely explain it to you clearly."

"Yes, yes!" The old woman's eyes were full of anxiety, afraid that Bai Wanqing would regret it. If she didn't treat Qian'er's injuries, Qian'er would surely die.

Bai Wanqing thought for a moment, then asked Lao Wei to bring her a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. She wrote down the medicinal herbs that might be needed. "Let's take some from home based on these first. Do you recognize these herbs?"

Ruixin had spent some time at the clinic with Bai Wanqing and had also processed many medicinal herbs with Furong. "I recognize them. I'll go get them right now."

Ruixin carefully put the name of the medicine away and then jogged away.

"Do you have scissors and wine?" Bai Wanqing noticed that some parts of Wei Qian's wound had rotted. In this case, it would probably be necessary to remove the rotten flesh and disinfect the wound to prevent infection.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The old woman and Old Wei didn't dare to delay and immediately went to find the things.

"Oh, and bring another brazier, I need to sterilize the scissors."

Old Wei nodded immediately, and in no time, all the equipment was ready. By this time, Bai Wanqing had already taken Wei Qian's pulse. Fortunately, he was young and had a good constitution, so there was still a glimmer of hope.

Bai Wanqing picked up the scissors, heated one end of the scissors over a fire, and then prepared to cut. Old Wei and the old woman watched from the side, their legs starting to feel weak.

"Madam, are we going to cut the meat now?" The old woman didn't think Bai Wanqing would harm Qian'er; they had heard of this method of treatment before. But seeing it on the spot, especially since it was her own son, she felt the scene before her eyes was starting to darken.

When Lao Wei saw that his wife was about to faint, he quickly helped her up.

Bai Wanqing turned her head and said to the two of them, "Boss, why don't you take your wife out first? I'll call you when I'm done here."

Old Wei thought for a moment, nodded, helped his wife to the bed next door, and then listened quietly to the sounds coming from next door.

Normally, removing necrotic tissue should begin with administering anesthetic powder or acupuncture to relieve pain, but Bai Wanqing had already taken Wei Qian's pulse, and given his current condition, these methods were no longer necessary.

Bai Wanqing deftly began cleaning from one side. She opened the wound and couldn't help but frown. Who exactly had Wei Qian offended? The knife had cut so deep, which made her cleaning work even more complicated.

Time passed slowly, and it took a while for Ruixin to bring all the medicinal herbs from home before Bai Wanqing finished treating the wound.

She gently wiped the wine onto Wei Qian's wound. This time, Wei Qian finally reacted, letting out a muffled groan of "It hurts!" before fainting.

Old Wei heard his son making noise and rushed in, worried.

By this time, Bai Wanqing had already bandaged Wei Qian's wound with burlap.
(End of this chapter)