Su Pan’er stared with cold eyes at the ghostly characters the other party had written, sneering in her heart.
This faked concern was indeed well perford!
"Your illness demands good care and calm emotion. The prescription is the sa as before. After collecting the dicine, simr it four tis into one dose, to be administered in three separate als. The cheaper dicinal ingredients are available here, but the few more expensive ones can only be bought from the dicine Hall at the Market Fair... They might not have a significant effect, but they can at least make you less uncomfortable."
The old man laid down his writing brush, carefully inspected the prescription, studied it repeatedly, and gently blew it dry.
Qin Yi looked a little dispirited and forced a smile upon hearing this: "Thank you, Old Uncle Hu, for your concern. Cough, cough..."
"Ah! The state of your body is sothing you’re aware of. Take more care of yourself."
Old Uncle Hu seed satisfied with his prescription, nodding his head and chuckling as he passed it on to Qin Yu, who was waiting by his side. As if rembering sothing else, he further added with a concerned tone.
"Take good care of yourself! Pay attention to whatever you should, especially when it cos to sexual intercourse. You must not indulge in transient delights. Your wife seems robust but your health cannot afford such exertion. Do not risk your health because you are enticed... Ah! It’s understandable that your mother wants you to continue the lineage. She had once sought my help, but your health condition..."
In the midst of his talking, he glanced over at Su Pan’er.
What’s with not being able to resist the temptation?
Su Pan’er was irritated by his babbling and felt impudent when he brought her into the picture. Her eyebrows twitched in annoyance!
Did the bogus doctor before her eyes administer the Tiger-Wolf dicine last night? At what point during the wedding did the concoction make its way to Qin Yi? Was it slipped into the Hejin Wine? If it was this charlatan, how dare he pass the bla onto her, absolving himself of his wrongdoings! This was outrageous!
As she was transposed to this body she didn’t feel the presence of the original body’s soul, but Qin Yi only had a few swigs of the Hejin Wine. Where did all the remaining wine go? Into the stomach of the original body? Did her disappearance have sothing to do with the Tiger-Wolf dicine?
As the thoughts welled up, Su Pan’er couldn’t keep her emotions in check and her eyes flared up with flas of rage!
Qin Yu carefully took the prescription, "Old Uncle Hu, I am sorry for bothering you again about my brother’s illness. But the cost for this decoction..."
"We are fellow villagers, the priority is to cure the illness. You can pay the cost when you have the money."
As he spoke, Old Uncle Hu waved his hand and chuckled, "But when you go to the dicine Hall at the Market Fair to buy the dicine, you need to bring money. The shopkeeper has been nagging several tis. If you want to buy stuff on credit today, I am afraid... "
Qin Yi had already racked up quite a bill getting his dicine from the Market Fair. He guaranteed the account.
A blush crept up Qin Yu’s face, and he responded awkwardly, "Yes, thank you for the reminder, Uncle Hu."
Where could they find spare money at ho to buy dicine? What could they do now?
Qin Yu was really at a loss. The Qin family was already heavily in debt because of Qin Yi’s illness.
When the Third Brother (Qin Yi) vomited a large amount of blood last ti, the villagers said he might not live. Fearing that the third room wouldn’t have any offspring, their mother arranged for Qin Yi’s wedding to counteract his ill fate. This event piled up even more debts. Everyone in the household had complaints about the situation. If they were to squeeze out more money from their mother...
Su Pan’er scrutinized the prescription Old Uncle Hu had written, an endless stampede of imaginary horses charging across her mind.
The charlatan is really treating him as though he has Tuberculosis!
With a slight stretch of her hand, the prescription was now in her hands.
"Salvia miltiorrhiza, Ophiopogon japonicus, Bletilla striata, Poria cocos, Polygonatum sibiricum, Radix paeoniae alba, Eucommia ulmoides, Bupleurum scorzonerifolium, Nelumbo nucifera Gaertn... Using this prescription to brew and consu the dicine, though not fatal, is like burning oil under a lamp. Slowly, it will destroy one’s health before ultimately exhausted all vitality leading to death. Tsk, tsk! I have now seen how a quack can really harm a person!"
Her tone was especially indifferent, even as she took the prescription and flicked it lightly with her fingers!
Her gaze slipped over Old Uncle Hu’s frozen face.
Shock!
All three present gasped!
With eyes wide open and gaping mouths, they looked at Su Pan’er in disbelief.
"Pan, Pan’er, you..."
Qin Yi was completely at a loss for words. Could it be Pan’er knew how to read? Why had he never heard anything about this from the Su Family?
Qin Yu, on the side, also suddenly realized. He quickly stepped forward to diate, "Third brother’s wife, Third brother’s wife, you must be making up things, right? Uncle Hu is our elder, how could he be... You should apologize to Uncle Hu. Ah?" As he spoke, he frequently shot her warnings with his eyes.
The mouth of Old Uncle Hu gaped open for quite a while before he managed to react. His face red as a beetroot, his shaking finger pointed at Su Pan’er, and his lips twitched uncontrollably!
"You!... You silly little girl, you think because you recognize a few characters you can unashadly talk big here? Being a naive child, don’t you know what this ans? You really have guts!"
"Humph! I’ve always been gutsy!"
Su Pan’er isn’t soone who scares easily!
"However, even when I am bold I am not like so people who wear the mask of kindness but with hearts full of deception. They administer dication as if poisoning, with no concern for lives. Now that’s real audacity!"
Su Pan’er didn’t even lift her eyes, she softly sighed and gently tugged at the prescription. The paper tore in two, fluttering in the wind...
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