kvmb Chapter 237 I'll treat your illness, you'll pay me a consultation fee.
Chapter 237 I'll treat your illness, you'll pay me a consultation fee.
Mingruo never imagined that someone would ask him such a question in his life.
Do you want to live?
Of course he does.
Not long after he was born, he was poisoned with a deadly poison and survived by sheer luck. However, the remaining poison was difficult to clear, and the cold poison seeped into his bones. From then on, he suffered greatly. From the time he could remember, his memories were only of cold.
Springtime is cold, and summer is cold too.
Autumn and winter are like living in an ice cave, and eventually the pain becomes so intense that you become numb.
I mechanically endured the day, and every time I lay in bed and closed my eyes, I didn't know if there would be a tomorrow.
Neither those who cared about him nor those who wanted him dead ever asked him if he wanted to live.
Those who care about him feel sorry for him and are afraid of upsetting his sensitive nerves.
Those who want him dead only regret that he hasn't suffered enough.
He suddenly chuckled.
Lu Yangyang raised an eyebrow: "You don't believe me?"
"Can you heal me?"
The two spoke almost simultaneously. After a moment, Mingruo cupped her hands to Lu Yangyang and said earnestly, "Mingruo thanks Miss Lu for her kindness, but I have nothing of value and am afraid I cannot repay you."
Lu Yangyang asked in surprise, "I'm a doctor. If I examine you, you can just pay me a consultation fee, right? My consultations aren't expensive, but you'll have to pay for the medicine yourself."
Mingruo stared blankly at the girl in front of her.
He had seen too many people who were driven by fame and fortune, and too many who took advantage of kindness. When Lu Yangyang came to him, he understood her intentions, so he didn't think much of it. When she offered to take his pulse, he just thought it was her momentary amusement.
I had considered many possibilities, but I never imagined I would hear such an ordinary sentence.
I'll treat your illness, and you'll pay me a consultation fee.
Lu Yangyang gave him a strange look, then glanced at the sky outside. "It's getting late. Make a decision quickly. Although I'm a doctor, I don't force patients. Will you treat me or not?"
Mingruo could barely find her own voice, "Heal."
Lu Yangyang's eyes lit up with a smile, and she snorted, "That's more like it. What could be more important than your health?"
"Take off your shirt, I need to give you acupuncture. As for the prescription, I need to go back and consult my master again. I'll give it to you in a couple of days."
Lu Yangyang looked around the room, found a well-lit spot, and brought over a few lamps, placing them aside.
After finishing her work, she saw Mingruo still sitting in the chair and urged her, "Hurry up!"
Mingruo got up in a daze and walked over, looking at her hesitantly. Lu Yangyang asked again, "Do you have a copper basin?"
Mingruo turned around, went inside, and brought one out.
Lu Yangyang told him to sit down, "Hurry up."
Mingruo remained seated.
Looking at his hesitant expression, Lu Yangyang suddenly realized what he meant and had a headache: "Stop dawdling. I already said I'm a doctor. Doctors don't distinguish between genders or species. If you really feel awkward, you can just think of yourself as a dog."
"Oh, of course, I'm not insulting you. You can like rabbits if you want, but I think dogs are quite cute."
Mingruo: "..."
He slowly took off his shirt, revealing his back, but his ears still couldn't help turning red.
Lu Yangyang opened the needle case she always carried with her. When she saw Mingruo's back, her eyelids twitched violently. The last time she saw such a bad back was when her older brother was on the battlefield. But her older brother was always on the battlefield and it was inevitable that he would get injured. How could Mingruo, an actress, be covered in scars?
The old and new intersect, and many of them have become scars, so obvious that they look like they were whipped.
Moreover, he was too thin, with the bones in his back protruding one by one, making him look like a fragile skeleton.
Lu Yangyang had a tough childhood, often going hungry, but she had never suffered like this before. She couldn't help but ask, "Is learning to sing opera this hard too? Are you beaten every day?"
Mingruo's back stiffened slightly, and she softly hummed in agreement.
Lu Yangyang had no intention of reopening old wounds, and inserted the needles one by one into the acupoints on his back: "It will hurt a little, just bear with it."
Mingruo didn't take it to heart. He had probably endured all kinds of pain before, and he couldn't imagine what kind of pain could be more painful.
As the needle pierced deeper and deeper, almost penetrating his spine, Mingruo broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt his internal organs churning as if they were being crushed. He could no longer control himself and vomited a mouthful of black blood into the copper basin.
Then there was another puddle.
After vomiting nearly half a basin of black blood, Mingruo's pale face turned bluish, and her lips were stained black with blood.
Lu Yangyang then removed the needles one by one.
After putting away the needles, she handed Mingruo a clean handkerchief: "Wipe yourself off. This is the first time I've had acupuncture, and it's helped clear out some of the remaining toxins. It should help you last for about half a month. Your body is too weak to have frequent acupuncture, so the next one will be in half a month. I'll come find you then, or I can give you an address so you can come find me. The prescription will be ready in about three days. If I don't have time to come over, I'll have someone deliver it to you."
Mingruo was still somewhat dazed. He felt weak all over and dizzy, but he could clearly see the bright and beautiful girl with eyes as bright as stars.
"Thank you, young lady. I wouldn't dare trouble you to come here. Just tell me where, and I'll visit you on time." Mingruo's voice was still a little hoarse. He tried to get up, but he really didn't have the strength.
Lu Yangyang gave him the address of her house and said, "You can pick up the prescription at Renxintang in three days. I'll be there; you can find me by asking anyone."
I hadn't noticed it earlier, but it seems a bit inappropriate for her to keep coming to Xianyin Pavilion to look for him.
After hearing this, Mingruo thanked her again: "Thank you, young lady."
"You should rest now. I'll be going now. Oh, and when you go to Renxintang to get the prescription, remember to bring your consultation fee," Lu Yangyang instructed.
"Okay," Mingruo replied weakly.
Lu Yangyang was relieved: "Ten taels of silver, don't forget, I'm leaving."
Then he waved to Mingruo and walked out.
Mingruo watched her departing figure, still somewhat dazed. Ten taels?
Could this cold poison that has tormented him for so many years really be cured with just ten ounces?
……
Lu Yangyang left Xianyin Pavilion and immediately went into the pharmacy.
The matter in the Northwest has been mostly resolved. Master Wenyu wrote that he will be back in the next couple of days. We can then reconsider the prescription. I have no problem having her give acupuncture, but the prescription still needs to be carefully considered.
When Wen Yu returned, the two finished studying the case. Wen Yu then took Ming Ruo's pulse again and adjusted the prescription before letting him take it.
Time flew by, and the day of Sheng Yunzhu's coming-of-age ceremony arrived. During this time, the drama about the real and fake heiresses in the capital had become an unprecedented spectacle. At this time, rumors began to circulate that the story of the real and fake heiresses was indeed true.