Yue Rujing, being a doctor herself, naturally knew whether there was congestion in her own chest, and how could she not be aware of Gu Youyou’s astonishing medical methods. It was because she was angry with Gu Youyou. Knowing that he had already woken up, yet she had still said such frightening words and even took out that little knife to scare people—that knife that was once used to treat Yuancheng’s condition.
This ruthless woman must have done it on purpose.
When Banxia returned to the medical hall, Gu Youyou was already attending to another patient, a middle-aged woman.
She listened intently as she articulated the woman’s condition and prescribed her medicine.
With a light smile, she pinpointed the root of the middle-aged woman’s ailment and devised the most rational treatment plan.
The patient’s transformation, from the furrowed brow and fear upon entering, to the gradual calm and relaxed demeanor, to the ease and comfort upon leaving, did not escape Banxia’s notice.
Throughout the process, Gu Youyou seemed to be treating patients, yet not quite so, as if chatting with them, even carrying on as if they were enjoying a lively conversation.
Facing patients of all kinds, Gu Youyou’s composed and unperturbed demeanor might take Banxia a lifetime to emulate.
Every patient who left Jisheng Hall wore a smile that seemed to carry enough confidence to face their illness.
Having followed Gu Youyou for months, she increasingly felt Gu Youyou was unattainable, yet she was immensely grateful she could learn medicine from her. She didn’t expect to be like her in the future; she only wished to face everyone with the same confidence as her.
"Sister Youyou, the Princely Heir has taken the medicine, but he still doesn’t look happy."
Gu Youyou laughed, "If he’s not happy, then let him be unhappy. What does it matter to us?"
She had Banxia sit down, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and then said, "While I was partly dealing with Yue Rujing, those words indeed formed your first lesson. Can you set aside the prejudice of gender difference? If not, I can only teach you the Qihuang Technique."
"I..." Banxia was fearful inside; she had never heard of such a way of treating patients. But looking into Gu Youyou’s eyes, she didn’t want to show weakness.
And besides... could she really expect to marry in this lifetime? She had suffered the greatest humiliations and endured the hardest days. What was there left to fear?
But Sister Youyou... would her husband, Mr. Jin, truly not mind her examining other men’s bodies?
Hmm, presumably he wouldn’t mind, after all, her words weren’t wrong.
After a moment, Banxia said, "Sister Youyou, I’ll learn whatever you teach me. I’m not young anymore, so please don’t scorn me for being slow."
Gu Youyou was left speechless by her comment about not being young anymore.
She was only eighteen or nineteen, just the right age to have finished the college entrance exams and start university. Wasn’t that the best time to study medicine?
"Did you hit Yue Rujing the other day?"
Jin Zijin raised an eyebrow and said, "His injuries, did you treat them?"
Gu Youyou chuckled, "I am a doctor, he gave silver, and I treated his illness. I can’t ruin my own reputation, can I? Those old brands on East Street are watching me closely for any mistakes."
Jin Zijin looked at her in astonishment and said, "You knew?"
Gu Youyou replied, "Of course I knew. The marketplace is a battlefield; if I don’t even know my own competitors, how can I survive?"
Jin Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly. How many more surprises was she going to bring him?
"Oh, by the way, how much longer do we have to stay here? Is the situation in Qingshui Town resolved?"
Considering the several months they spent here, it really was something!
Jin Zijin told her directly, "There’s no need to go back to Qingshui Town for now. It’s not a place for us to stay for long. Youyou, you should understand that staying in Lingnan City is the safest right now. It’s not because we’re afraid of them, but rather we should not involve others."