Bai Zhi’s lips slightly curved into a smile. Fate was a wonderful thing.
She’s afraid that Hu Feng never imagines that she would be in Qi Yunshan, where he studied and grew up. Bai Zhi walked around and sat on the bed where he slept.
*
At night, the cold wind was blowing, flapping the doors and windows. The air issued a humming sound, but Bai Zhi abnormally sleeping sweetly. In her dream, she and Dongfang Wan recognized each other. Dongfang Wan hugged her in her arms while crying and yelling her name many times.
Zhao Lan and Hu Feng were also there to help her put on the dress full of embroidered plums blossoms. They were happy that the mother and daughter, who had been separated for 13 years, finally met.
But at that particularly happy event, Dongfang Wan fell like a block of deadwood, then suddenly, sands filling her body. Bai Zhi rushed to help, but couldn’t get close. She wanted to save her, but she couldn’t touch her. In panic and despair, all she could do was watched as she lost her life.
“No, no, don’t~” When Bai Zhi woke up, her forehead was covered with sweat.
At the same time, the sound of knocking on the door came out from the outside. The person seemed to be anxious. Bai Zhi hurriedly got out of the bed and opened the door. She didn’t even take the time to wear shoes.
It was Cui’er who was knocking on the door. She had a pale face and red eyes. When she saw Bai Zhi’s face, she grabbed his wrist: “Hurry, milady is dying. Go and see her.”
The lady is dying?
These words were like bombs exploded inside her head. She could no longer hear what Cui’er said afterward. She pushed her aside instinctively and rushed with bare feet towards Dongwan Wan’s yard.
The two yards were next to each other. From her place to Dongfang Wan, it was only a short walk. She was wearing a thin tunic and stepped barefoot on the gravel. She could hardly feel the pain at the bottom of her foot. There was only one thought in her heart, hurry up, hurry up, she can’t die, she can’t die.
After rushing into Dongfang Wan’s room, the other two maidservants were kneeling in front of the bed and crying. She flung to the bed, grabbed her wrists, and opened Dongfang Wan’s eyelids with her other hand to check her condition.
There was still a pulse and her pupils are normal, but why her pulse so weak?
“Come, get my silver needles.” She shouted.
Cui’er, who followed after him, hurriedly took his medicine box. Then, hurriedly looked for the silver bag and handed it to her.
Bai Zhi took a deep breath and lifted off the quilt covering Dongfang Wan, then untied her clothes. She then inserted the silver needle to her body one by one.
She gradually stimulated her acupuncture points to retain her life. In a human body, there were 998 acupoints, but Bai Zhi inserted the silver needles to these points again and again, until Dongfang Wan’s life was no longer in danger.
When she stopped, the thin shirt on her body was already full of sweat. The thin cloth tightly attached to her body, revealing her slender waist and graceful appearance of a woman.
Cui’er was so surprised to found out that this Doctor Bai turned out to be a girl!
Seeing Bai Zhi packing the silver needles, Cui Er quickly asked: “How is milady? How is she?”
Bai Zhi was exhausted and almost paralyzed. She put her hand on the bed and stood up. “Her life is temporarily saved. At least within 3 days, nothing will happen. But within these 3 days, you must find the medicine that can save her, otherwise—”
She didn’t continue her words, there was no need to talk about it. She was sure everyone understood her meaning.
Bai Zhi then asked: “Why did this happen suddenly?”
Cui’er busily said: “Milady had gone to bed early, but when she woke up, she said that she was thirsty. I asked the maidservant on duty to pour her tea. After drinking the tea, she suddenly vomited blood. And then, she became like this.”