C79 Question Disease

Mu Yu Ting took a deep breath and turned her head to look Madam Jiang in the eye. "Lady Jiang, don't worry. Little Sister has caught a cold. As long as you take good care of her, nothing will happen to her."

Madame Jiang heaved a sigh of relief, as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. I will definitely reward you well when I recover from Jin Bi's sickness. "

She had thought that Mu Qiuting had noticed something, but she didn't expect that she was just overthinking things.

Mu Yu Ting exchanged a few words with Madame Jiang, then she wrote the prescription and returned to study Xiao Chen's antidote.

She had to develop the antidote by the fifteenth of the next month, or else she would have to go to hell again. At that time, she didn't know if she would still have such good luck.

The Blue Luan walked in through the door, with Night Jade following behind her. "Young Miss, this old mama has come to see you."

Mu Yu Ting nodded towards Wan Yu and put down the book in her hands. "I wonder why Senior Servant came so early?"

"Miss Mu, I received news from Bi Luoxuan that Miss Jiang has not only not recovered, but her condition has worsened. The Grand Master has sent a servant to inform the Lady." Nightjade said respectfully.

Mu Yu Ting nodded. She wasn't surprised by this news. On the contrary, she was somewhat expecting it. After all, Jiang Chen didn't really catch a cold. It would be strange if he ate that medicine.

"Is that so? Then I'd like to request that you send this new prescription to my sister later." Mu Yu Ting stood up and walked over to the study table. In a moment, she placed a new medicinal paste piece into the hands of Night Jade.

Night Jade was startled by the prescription, "Miss, don't you want to go to Miss Jiang's place first?"

Without even looking at the illness, it was easy for him to leave an opportunity for others to criticize him by writing a prescription with a single stroke of his brush.

"Momo." The corner of Mu Yu Ting's mouth lifted slightly. Although she wore a faint smile on her face, that smile didn't reach her eyes, "What's the use of me going to see little sister's illness?" As long as she doesn't take the antidote, no matter how diligent I am, it's useless. "

Mu Qianyu shook her head. In the end, Mu Qianyu was still a bit childish. "But Miss, no matter what, we should still put in the effort on face."

"Although Senior Servant's words are reasonable, Qiushan Ting doesn't want to waste her time on such meaningless matters."

Regardless of how diligently she listened to Yu Xuan and Bi Luoxuan run away from her, Madame Jiang would find her trouble of various sizes. Instead of going up to meet them, she might as well sit here and wait for them to crash into her.

Nightmare Yu sighed lightly. Seeing Mu Yuting's resolute expression, she did not try to persuade her further and bowed to her before leaving.

Mu Xuanyin was still leisurely flipping through the medical skills in her hands. It looked no different from before. However, the Blue Luan felt that something was amiss. It was as if Mu Luan was waiting for something.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a commotion sounded out at the door. It seemed that someone wanted to barge in, but they were stopped by the servants.

"Madame Jiang, please calm down first. You must not be impulsive!" A maidservant quickly pulled at Madame Jiang, her small face filled with panic. When had she ever seen such a situation?

Madam Jiang waved her sleeves in an attempt to break free of her restrictions. With a tearful voice, she said, "All of you, get out of the way. I'm going to see your young lady and properly ask her about this!"

"Madam, it's not that the servants won't let you in. It's just that you'd better calm down, think things through, and then talk to Miss. " The little girl tightened her grip around Madame Jiang. She didn't dare to let her in like this.

If he started a dispute with Mu Yu Ting, who knew how the higher-ups would blame him?

"My Bi'er is very ill, how can I calm down?" As she spoke, Madame Jiang staggered back a few steps. Her body became unsteady and she was about to collapse. Fortunately, her personal servant girl was able to support her in time.

"Madam, you should calm down as well." The servant girl's eyes turned red from crying, "The young mistress needs Madam's support right now, please do not fall down."

"But my Bi'er is now in such a miserable state. She is already dying in bed, how can I possibly calm down?" Madame Jiang used her handkerchief to constantly stroke her tears. Her face, instead of makeup, was covered in tears, making her look especially pitiful.

A few of the older mama couldn't help but blush when they heard Madame Jiang's words. As mothers, they could all feel Madame Jiang's pain.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Madame Jiang shot a glance at the old nanny and said with even more vigor, "I only have this one daughter. I beg you, on account of the good relationship between our two residences, to come and save her. You must not drag it out any longer!"

"What is Madam talking about?" Mu Yu Ting leaned on the doorframe and looked at Lady Jiang in surprise, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Miss Mu, you are finally willing to come out." The serving maid's face lit up, "The young mistress is currently sick on the bed. Please go and have a look, I will definitely treat her!"

"I'm even more confused by what you're saying. I've already done my best to save my sister, but why is it that you, a servant girl, say nothing?" Mu Yu Ting frowned, then looked coldly at Mu Yu Ting.

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Madame Jiang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mu Qiuting, "Madam, there's too much chatter outside. Let's go in and talk. "It would not be good if an outsider saw you like that. Those who know that you care about your sister might think that you are being rude."

Madame Jiang was choked by her words, so she had no choice but to follow Mu Lutong into the house.

After Mu Yu Ting sat Madame Jiang down, she continued to quietly drink her tea and did not speak. Madame Jiang, after being provoked by her like this, could no longer speak. She could only sit there quietly.

After a long while, Mu Qiusheng's gaze shifted from the teacup in her hand to Lady Jiang. "Madam, my sister's illness has worsened, but I've asked Senior Servant Wan to bring a new medicinal paste note. Why are you here?"

Madam Jiang's originally high-spirited anger had long been extinguished by Mu Qianyin. She lightly coughed a few times, and choked with sobs as she said: "Qianyin, I'm not a fool. You didn't even glance at Bi'er before writing a new recipe. Aren't you acting recklessly?"

Mu Yu Ting looked at Madame Jiang. Although there was a smile on her face, it caused people to be shocked when they saw it, "Madam, no matter what kind of prescription I write, it doesn't matter. After all, the medical skills of Qiantang are shallow and unable to treat illnesses on the same level as the cold poison. "

Madame Jiang's body froze slightly as an astonished expression spread from the bottom of her eyes. For a moment, she didn't know what to make of this excuse. "Baiting, what's the meaning of this?"

Could it be that Mu Yu Ting really had such high medical skills that she was able to see through the cold poison?