Qin Xiao followed closely behind with the medicine box, taking in the layout of the inside.

As the room door opened and the three entered, Shen Chuwei sat down by the bedside, and Xuetuan consciously jumped off her and watched from the side.

Shen Chuwei looked at the patient on the bed. She hadn’t looked closely yesterday, but today she realized that the patient did not seem old, about 23.

He bore a resemblance to Ouyang Jingyu, with quite delicate features, but his complexion was far too pale, without a hint of color on his lips, clearly indicating the gravity of his illness.

Based on the pulse examination from yesterday, the situation was not optimistic.

"Xiao Qin, take everything out."

Outside, they had changed how they addressed each other; she by her name, and Qin Xiao as Xiao Qin.

Before leaving, Shen Chuwei had given instructions and had introduced what was inside the medicine box, including the medical tools and medicines to be used that day.

Qin Xiao efficiently opened the medicine box and took out the needle pack and medicines one by one.

Shen Chuwei then ordered, "Unbutton his clothes."

Qin Xiao stepped forward and skillfully unbuttoned Ouyang Jingyuan’s shirt.

Shen Chuwei opened the needle pack, took out silver needles, and accurately inserted them into the acupoints.

Ouyang Jingyu stood by, watching. Not understanding medicine, he was on tenterhooks, fearing that one wrong needle could cost his brother’s life.

"Be careful. If something happens to my third brother, it’s on you."

Shen Chuwei did not reply; she continued to locate the acupoints.

Once all thirty-two silver needles were inserted into Ouyang Jingyuan’s major acupoints, she picked up the sterilized dagger, took the patient’s hand, and cut open all five finger pads.

In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Jingyu was startled by her swift action, quickly moving forward to stop her, but Qin Xiao intercepted him first.

Unafraid of Ouyang Jingyu’s sharp gaze, "My master is saving a life; you must not interfere."

As Ouyang Jingyu tried to push past Qin Xiao, Shen Chuwei had already taken the patient’s other hand and treated it similarly, cutting open the five finger pads.

Ouyang Jingyu immediately became furious upon seeing this, "Why are you hurting my third brother?"

Without turning back, Shen Chuwei replied, "To release stagnant blood."

Ouyang Jingyu, not being a doctor, naturally did not understand what releasing stagnant blood meant, until he saw dark red blood flowing from his brother’s fingers, leaving him in shock.

Shen Chuwei picked up the pre-prepared medicine packet and handed it to Ouyang Jingyu, "This medicine needs to be boiled down from three bowls of water to one."

"Alright, I will have someone prepare it right away," Ouyang Jingyu said as he quickly went out with the medicine packet.

Shen Chuwei looked down at the patient’s fingers. The stagnant blood had flowed freely the instant she cut them, but it was only for a moment before the flow slowed down to a trickle.

About the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Shen Chuwei began sterilizing and dressing each needle puncture after she had removed the needles.

By then, the medicine had been boiled and prepared, and Ouyang Jingyu lifted his third brother to begin feeding him the medicine.

Feeding medicine to someone unconscious is very difficult; after some effort, half went in, the rest spilt.

After Ouyang Jingyu had finished feeding the medicine, he asked Shen Chuwei, "When will my third brother awake?"

Shen Chuwei replied, "After three days. Acupuncture will be needed over these three days, and then we’ll change the treatment course."

Ouyang Jingyu looked down at his third brother on the bed, his face still deathly pale. It would be good news if he woke after three days of unconsciousness.

"Alright then, if he does not awake after three days, don’t blame me for not being polite."

Shen Chuwei offered a faint smile, "We shall see in three days."

Ouyang Jingyu, as the son of the Clan Leader, knew how to treat guests, especially since the other party was a doctor. Until the outcome was seen, it was best to be courteous.

"It’s now lunchtime; I will have someone take you to eat."

Upon hearing about lunch, Shen Chuwei became curious about what the Xingmiao Clan’s food was like, and she gladly accepted, "Alright."

Ouyang Jingyu noticed that Doctor Shen seemed quite happy to hear about lunch. Could it be that she was too poor to afford meals?

Out of kindness, he had extra meat prepared, so that Doctor Shen might eat her fill.

Shen Chuwei carried Xuetuan and followed the maid to the dining hall, which was close to the garden, and they could hear the sound of water nearby, indicating the proximity to an artificial lake.

The dining table was set with four dishes and one soup, one dish wrapped in banana leaves, resembling zongzi.

Shen Chuwei asked Qin Xiao to sit down as well, and the maid brought two bowls and a large pot of rice.

Shen Chuwei asked for an additional bowl and prepared food for Xuetuan, giving him a few more pieces of meat.

The maids looked at each other in bewilderment.

Shen Chuwei first grabbed the dish that looked like zongzi. Upon opening it, she was greeted with a savory aroma, and inside was meat, which tasted quite good.

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