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Qin Yaru had no time to pay attention to the thoughts of these idle people. She had left Da Lang at home for such a long time because she knew he was obedient and sensible, but she couldn't help but worry.
The man driving Xu Meng's carriage had finished his business and had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as he saw Qin Yaru come out, he hurriedly opened the carriage door and helped her inside.
Qin Yaru smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Six, for waiting so long."
"Not at all," he replied. "I watched a lively scene and was quite entertained. I just didn't expect Consort Qin to be skilled in medicine; truly worthy of being a scholar."
Brother Six wasn't lying. Even if he returned to the Xu family, he would still have work to do, so it was better to rest in the carriage while listening to fresh news.
He helped Qin Yaru into the carriage, drove away from the county town, and halfway there, he suddenly scratched his head awkwardly and said softly, "Consort Qin, I would like to ask you for a favor. My wife has been coughing and feeling chest tightness for some days now. She refuses to go to the pharmacy because she thinks the medicine is too expensive and insists on enduring it. If Consort Qin has some free time, could you take a look at my wife?"
He seemed to feel that this request was inappropriate. After all, Qin Yaru was a scholar's wife with a noble status; it wasn't proper for her to act like a doctor treating someone.
However, Qin Yaru didn't think it was inappropriate. Although in society, doctors were considered part of the working class, during the Song Dynasty, especially under Emperor Renzong's reign, doctors held a respectable position. Fan Zhongyan once said that one should not only strive to be a good minister but also a good doctor; of course, this referred to Confucian doctors rather than those of lesser status.
As long as she wasn't seriously trying to become a doctor and only occasionally used her medical skills to earn some money or treat people, it wouldn't affect her reputation; it might even bring her some benefits.
Brother Six's wife was Afang, a maid from the Wang family who occasionally helped Qin Yaru with chores. They were somewhat familiar with each other, so there was no reason for Qin Yaru not to help. She decided to go directly to the Xu family.
Wang Shi had cooked a pot of plain noodles and was pondering how Qin Yaru hadn't returned home yet. She thought about sending a bowl of noodles to Da Lang so he wouldn't go hungry. When she saw Qin Yaru, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Consort Qin has returned! Just now your Da Lang insisted on having Tie Zhu take him into town to find you. If I hadn't calmed him down, who knows what would have happened."
Before she finished speaking, Da Lang burst through the door like a firecracker and crashed into Qin Yaru's arms. Qin Yaru was momentarily stunned and patted his back—after all, Da Lang had once cared for her just as much!
In her memory, Da Lang's childhood appearance had already become vague; however, she often thought of his handsome yet indifferent face. After returning home, although Da Lang was well-behaved and adorable, as a mother she instinctively loved her child. Yet this estrangement could not be completely erased in an instant.
But at that moment, when Da Lang clumsily threw himself into her embrace, Qin Yaru suddenly felt that this was flesh from her own body. She was connected by blood with him; in this life, she would fight fiercely and absolutely not allow Chen Wulang to take her child away. She wanted to raise her son herself and use all her strength to educate him well.
Tie Zhu stood at the gate, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a silly smile, "Da Lang, I'm coming back soon. Look, I've already seen you, right?"
He was Wang's nephew, fourteen years old this year. Although he was not very old, the elders in the family spoiled him and treated him like a child, which developed his carefree personality. In the village, he became good friends with Da Lang, who was over ten years older than him. The two often played together.
Wang and Tie Zhu's parents noticed that he accompanied Da Lang to Clan School every day and learned to read and write alongside him. He appeared much more mature now and was not as unruly as before, which pleased them greatly. Qin Yaru found it hard to manage alone with the child, so she often let Tie Zhu accompany Da Lang to play. Over the years, they had become as close as brothers.
Da Lang seemed a bit shy as he buried his head in Qin Yaru's arms, remaining still for a long time with his ears flushed red. Qin Yaru chuckled and ruffled the child's hair, saying, "Da Lang, don't worry. Mother is fine. I will definitely take you with me next time I go out. Come on, Mother will make you fried eggs."
"What time is it? Why are you still cooking? Let's eat together."
Seeing that Qin Yaru was about to leave, Wang insisted on pulling her to the dining table. After thinking for a moment, Qin Yaru did not refuse; she simply went to the kitchen and prepared a few dishes, all of which were ordinary vegetables. However, under her hands, the taste was extraordinary.
Wang enjoyed her meal and noticed that Qin Yaru held her bowl elegantly while eating. It was not deliberate but carried an innate grace that even this rough person found pleasing.
Although Da Lang was still young and had delayed for quite some time, he should have been starving by now. Yet he sat upright throughout the meal without making a sound or dropping a single grain of rice.
Wang let out a long sigh: "Chen Wulang must have accumulated virtue in his past life to have found such a good wife like you and given birth to such an excellent son like Da Lang."
Qin Yaru lowered her head in silence, sighing inwardly—what kind of evil deeds had she done to end up with this entanglement with Chen Wenyue!
After finishing the meal, Qin Yaru asked Tie Zhu to take Da Lang out to play while she called Brother Six, who was wandering around the yard, asking him to bring his wife out.
Wang was surprised and after a brief inquiry, Brother Six exaggeratedly recounted how Qin Yaru had treated patients at Ji Ren Tang and how both Elder Ji and Doctor Hao praised her. Wang listened in astonishment.
Not only Wang but even Qin Yaru herself hardly recognized herself from Brother Six's description; she almost thought some celestial being had descended to save people.
Qin Yaru quickly interrupted Brother Six's boasting and had him help Afang sit down. Afang had just given birth, and her body still appeared swollen, with a poor complexion. However, seeing Brother Six carefully protect her, it was clear he was not concerned at all.
Afang was somewhat reserved, occasionally covering her mouth to cough. Qin Yaru seriously took her pulse and examined her tongue before saying, "It's nothing serious. Afang just has some residual blood from childbirth that hasn't been cleared out, causing a blockage in her lung meridian. I'll prescribe a remedy; two doses should be enough."
"This medicine isn't expensive, but we don't need to waste money at the pharmacy. It's quite common; there are plenty of herbs on the back mountain. I'll draw a diagram for Brother Six to go gather them."
She deliberately downplayed the situation, making it sound very casual, which helped Afang relax a bit.
Brother Six eagerly agreed and immediately went to gather the herbs once he understood what they looked like.
Qin Yaru then explained in detail how to prepare the medicine and what to pay attention to, which sounded quite tedious. However, Brother Six showed no impatience and kept reciting the instructions.
Seeing her man so attentive made Afang's face reveal a hint of joy.
In fact, aside from the residual blood issue, Qin Yaru sensed that Afang seemed a bit depressed, likely because she had only given birth to a daughter, which left her feeling unhappy. While it wasn't a major problem, if left unaddressed, it could easily lead to complications. Therefore, she intentionally had Brother Six take the trouble to gather herbs and described the preparation method in a rather complicated manner.
Afang felt touched by how much her man cared for her and thought that perhaps there was nothing wrong after all.
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