That was exactly what she meant, but now she couldn’t nod in agreement. Instead, she found herself very awkwardly questioned.
Old Madam Ye, with her piercing insight, became even more certain that Song Pianlan had impure motives. A girl , even if she possessed both beauty and talent, could not gain Old Madam Ye’s favor.
Humph, such a troublesome person!
Old Madam Ye turned her attention away from Song Pianlan and made polite conversation with Minister Xu. "Minister Xu, thank you for rushing over in the middle of the night. I know you truly care about my grandson’s health. However, I’ve already gone upstairs to check on him, and he’s doing very well. Miss Si may come from Prison Star, but she’s truly skilled. I believe the prescription she wrote will not harm my grandson."
With Old Madam Ye having said that, what more could Minister Xu say?
Minister Xu had no medical knowledge, but he believed that Old Madam Ye would never harm her own grandson.
Minister Xu let out a sigh of relief. "Then that’s splendid. I was merely performing my duty."
"I understand. It’s very late, and you still took the trouble to come here, which shows your sense of responsibility," Old Madam Ye replied warmly.
Minister Xu, his dignity restored, stood up and said, "Then we will take our leave."
However, Elder Song remained seated, not moving a muscle. Pulling rank due to his age, he said, "Old Madam, may I see the prescription Mr. Mo used? Perhaps the prescription we have isn’t the one Mr. Mo actually took. If so, our concern merely led to a false alarm."
Initially, Old Madam Ye was unwilling.
But the three academicians were also very cautious and wished to see the prescription, so Old Madam Ye had the butler fetch it.
After examining it, the group expressed their confusion. "Yes, this is the prescription. Mr. Mo took it and managed to withstand it? Ordinary people wouldn’t dare prescribe such a concoction."
Old Madam Ye chuckled protectively. "Before prescribing, Mingjing warned us that the prescription was risky. She only wrote it after my grandson agreed. I trust that since she had the courage to prescribe it, she must have had it well measured. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare, which further shows her boldness and meticulousness—extraordinary indeed. Isn’t this a case of the student surpassing the master?"
Put more bluntly, this meant Si Mingjing’s medical skills were even better than Elder Song’s!
Elder Song didn’t know where to hide his face, feeling he might have been outsmarted by his great-granddaughter from Prison Star.
Song Pianlan’s mind reeled with confusion.
She had studied medicine for so many years; how could she not know whether a prescription was right or wrong?
She was clearly here to turn the tide and save Mo Yinhe, so why had she become a laughingstock now?
At that moment, forceful and intense footsteps suddenly echoed from upstairs.
It was Mo Yinhe! He had woken up to find the Force Field Protective Shield disabled and his little treasure gone. Furious, he descended the stairs, his steps conveying both dignity and a chilling aura.
"Who’s been in my bedroom and opened the Force Field Protective Shield? Show yourself!" His deep voice rang out, as cold as ice.
Ye Shen, so frightened his legs went weak, immediately pointed to the culprit. "Brother! Brother! It was Miss Song! She insisted you would be gravely ill from Miss Si’s medicine. She even called Grandfather and Grandmother here, demanding Grandmother personally come upstairs to check on you. I had no choice but to open the Force Field Protective Shield... Brother! I’m innocent!"
Mo Yinhe’s chilling gaze landed coldly on Song Pianlan. His imposing aura made it seem as if he were looking at a repulsive corpse.
Song Pianlan was struck dumb. Her covetous gaze fell upon Mo Yinhe’s stunningly handsome face—the man she had longed for day and night. Yet, in his eyes, she saw only extreme disgust, as if she were nothing more than an abhorrent fly.