I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 361 A good calculation
After sending the food box home and explaining it to Caiwei, Luo Qianhuai took Xingxuan and boarded the car.

Cui Ge's lower limbs did respond. Not only could his ten toes feel itchy and tingling, but they could also move slightly, which was really gratifying.

Luo Qianhuai didn't expect that after three years, the life-extending soup could still take effect so quickly. She took her pulse carefully, checked it again carefully, and made slight adjustments to the amount of medicine in the prescription.

"Jiulang Jun's health is in good condition. After a period of treatment, he should improve greatly." Luo Qianhuai was more confident than in the morning.

Throughout the entire treatment and examination process, Mrs. Cui and Grandma Jiang's smiles never stopped. Cui Ge seemed to be much calmer than them, but when Luo Qianhuai was palpating her, his eyes always stayed on her face, and the corners of his slightly raised lips seemed to be frozen.

Aunt Jiang quietly poked Mrs. Cui and motioned her to look over.

Mrs. Cui's smile became even deeper when she saw it.

After giving the doctor's orders again, Luo Qianhuai was about to leave when Cui Xiaoben, the head of the Cui family, strode in.

He obviously got the news and hurried back. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. He just entered the door wearing armor and long sword. He went straight to Cui Jiu's bed and asked a few questions to confirm that he was really conscious. , and then turned to look at Luo Qianhuai.

Mrs. Cui quickly introduced with a smile: "Husband, this is Mrs. Jing who cured Marquis Feng'an, and she is also the long-lost daughter of Yeting Cheng Jingyuan."

Cui Xiaoben was not the kind of person with a full beard, he was quite elegant. However, as a military general, he was inevitably full of evil spirits, and he was in such a small dormitory, so the oppression became more obvious.

The scene of shouting through the door of Chengming Hall that day was still before his eyes. Luo Qianhuai inevitably felt guilty and did not dare to raise his head to look into Cui Xiaoben's eyes.

She stepped forward to greet him, but as soon as she knelt down, Mrs. Cui helped her up.

The other party's attitude towards her was quite gentle: "I've heard about you. You have extraordinary medical skills at a young age, which is very good."

"Your Excellency, this is a compliment." Luo Qian still lowered his head.

"Since you are capable, there is no need to be overly humble." Cui Xiaoben looked around her face, and then looked at Mrs. Cui. Without waiting for Luo Qianhuai to speak again, he asked directly in a deep voice:

"Is there an elder in your family who practices medicine in Changling City? I heard that he inherited Ji'antang from Mr. Liu?"

I just came out to see a doctor. Is it possible that I also need to check three generations of my ancestors? Luo Qianhuai cursed a few times in his stomach, but responded respectfully on his face: "That's exactly it."

"Mr. Liu's medical skills are indeed excellent." Cui Xiaoben sighed: "He saved a good friend of mine back then, but it's a pity that he will never live forever. Mrs. Jing is a young woman. If Jiulang can stand up and take care of things again, she will I will be very grateful."

"My little girl will do her best." Luo Qianhuai said: "As for how far we can cure it, we still have to do our best and listen to fate."

"In that case, please leave it to Mrs. Jing." Cui Xiaoben said, then turned to Mrs. Cui and said: "The affairs in the palace have been complicated recently. I also received the news and took the time to come back for a look. I went back now. Madam doesn't have to do it tonight. wait for me."

"Husband, just go back, I will take care of everything." Mrs. Cui sent him out the door with a smile. Luo Qianhuai also wanted to say goodbye, but she held his hand and led him all the way to the yard where he lived. The female envoy served tea soup with various flavors. Luo Qianhuai took a brief sniff and put it down. He really couldn't stand the strong smell of the soup.

"As soon as I saw you, I felt kind-hearted." Mrs. Cui said with a smile.

"Really? Many people have said so." Luo Qianhuai replied with an awkward smile.

The news from the palace has now come back. Of course Mrs. Cui knows that Jingyuan is fine, but she is actually a little disappointed in her heart.

The moment she regained consciousness on her son's feet, she had already made up her mind to bring this Mrs. Jing into Jiulang's house.

She has such good medical skills, whether she is helping Jiulang's diagnosis and treatment or helping the female relatives in other mansions, it will be beneficial to her family. Even the kindness of rescuing Marquis Feng'an before can be transferred to the lintel of the Cui family. It is really a good deal.

Although my husband is also a close minister of the emperor, he has always been upright by nature. If he can use this as an excuse to establish a good relationship with the new nobleman in the court, Feng'an Hou, he will surely have a bright future.

If Jing Yuan is really convicted today, she will lose her status as an official daughter and may even be sold into slavery. When the time comes, she will ask her husband to buy her back alone, and then accept her as his concubine according to the agreement, not afraid that she will not be grateful.

It's a pity that Jingyuan was really lucky. He met such a good boss and shouldered the blame.

But this matter was originally initiated by the Jing family. As long as there is a little bit of news on her side, the other party will definitely come up to cater to her. At most, it will be a little more troublesome than previously thought, and it will be a lot of trouble. Some money and silk.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Huo inevitably looked at Luo Qianhuai in front of her with the eyes of a secular mother-in-law:
"Too thin." She said: "I heard that I suffered a lot when I was young? I'd better eat more meat in the future."

"Thank you, madam, for your care." Luo Qianhuai felt that the aroma in the room was so strong that it made her dizzy.

"Ms. Jing, you don't need to be seen outside. Speaking of which, Jiulang has not been close to women since he was a child. He neglected my wife before, so please don't take offense." Mrs. Cui said while watching her expression.

Luo Qianhuai's face was calm: "Madam, you are serious. My son has been ill for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will lose interest in other things. When his health improves, he will still be the best among men."

Her words obviously pleased Mrs. Cui, and her smile became even brighter. Just like most mothers, as soon as their children are mentioned, they get out of control:
"Kiuro, this child, was born well-behaved and sensible. No matter whether he was studying literature or martial arts, he never let me worry about it. If it weren't for the problem with his legs and feet, he would have married a lady from a famous family and might even have children."

"Madam, there is no need to be impatient." Luo Qianhuai also echoed a few words: "Your Majesty, a good wife and a noble son will be yours in the future."

Mrs. Cui was chatting happily, but Luo Qianhuai noticed some not so good signs. She patiently listened to what the other party said for another two-quarters of an hour, then found a break and stood up to say goodbye: "It's getting late, and I'm still waiting for my daughter to go back at home. I'll see you again tomorrow."

"I have already ordered people to prepare a banquet. Why don't you accompany me to eat before leaving?" said Mrs. Huo.

"Aweng escaped from danger today by chance, and a banquet was prepared at home." Luo Qianhuai really didn't want to talk to her about Cui Jiu anymore.

She doesn't want to have a deep understanding of the patients' lives outside of their illnesses, and she doesn't want to sacrifice herself to become someone else's private free doctor.