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These days, Gu Yuxuan's illness weighed heavily on Li Ruofeng's chest, like a massive stone, filling her with anxiety and unrest. Ignoring her own exhaustion, she kept vigil by Gu Yuxuan's bedside day and night, personally caring for him with meticulous attention.
After administering the herbal medicine for the day, she could no longer withstand her fatigue. With the encouragement of the elder women, she rose to take a brief rest in the courtyard. As she passed through the garden, a series of hushed whispers reached her ears, compelling her to stop and listen.
"Oh, the young master is so pitiful! He can't eat or even touch the things he likes; just looking at them feels like a luxury."
"Have you heard about a miraculous medicine that can even bring the dead back to life?"
"If only the young master could get his hands on such a medicine, perhaps he would recover completely."
"Where did you hear this news? It can't just be rumors."
"Am I lying to you? The other day when we went out to buy flower seeds, everyone was talking about it in the streets. I heard that even the Ninth Prince has sent people to search for it secretly; it must be true."
"Yes, yes! I've heard about this too. This miraculous medicine is said to have been left behind by a divine healer. If we could find it, it might save the young master."
Li Ruofeng leaned against a corridor beside an artificial hill, her hands clenched into fists, nails digging deep into her palms without her noticing the pain. She turned to look at Grandma Li beside her, a glimmer of determination flashing in her eyes.
As she entered the courtyard, Li Ruofeng collided directly with Gu Siyuan. She halted in front of him, her weary eyes now shining with hope.
"Husband, have you heard of a miraculous medicine that can save Xuan'er?" Li Ruofeng's voice was soft but heavy with fatigue.
Gu Siyuan recalled what Doctor Du had said. He had refrained from telling her initially to avoid giving her hope only to let her down; he had chosen to pretend he didn’t know anything about it.
"Where did you hear this rumor?" Gu Siyuan replied nonchalantly.
"So there really is such a miraculous medicine? Xuan'er is our only son; he is my precious treasure. If he cannot survive, then I cannot live either. Husband, please think of a way."
Thinking of their only son having only two months left to live shattered Li Ruofeng’s facade of strength; tears welled up in her eyes.
"Xuan'er is also my son; I feel the same pain. But Doctor Du's medical skills are highly praised by everyone; if he cannot help him, what can I do?" Gu Siyuan said helplessly.
"No matter what, I must try! I will send someone immediately to investigate!"
While Gu Siyuan resigned himself to fate, she refused to accept it.
After Li Ruofeng finished speaking, she turned and instructed the servants to go out and look for news about the miraculous medicine. In an instant, everyone in the house became busy.
Gu Siyuan watched his wife's somewhat frantic behavior with mixed feelings; how could they easily obtain such an elusive and uncertain remedy?
"Madam, the late doctor left behind many life-saving medicines for the young lady. If we can't find the divine medicine, it would be good to ask the Marquis for some precious herbs to alleviate the young master's condition," Li Momo said, looking at Li Ruofeng's troubled and haggard expression with concern.
"You are right, Momo. How could I not think of that? That little vixen, Shi Min, spent a fortune on various remedies to treat Gu Wan Ning's eye ailment back in the day. Perhaps among those, there is indeed the so-called divine medicine everyone speaks of," Li Ruofeng said as she abruptly stood up from her chair. "Let's go to Qiushui Garden now."
Momo's words struck a chord with her. She reminded Li Ruofeng that Shi Min had gone to great lengths and spent lavishly to cure Gu Wan Ning's eye disease, gathering many excellent medicines from all over the world. After her death, the key to the apothecary fell into Gu Qing Ning's hands. Over the years, despite Gu Wan Ning's treatments yielding no results, Gu Qing Ning, who was young and lacked any medical knowledge, had no idea how to handle the herbs in the apothecary.
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