Qin Yun approached Ming Xiajing and sat on the wooden stool beside him.
After not seeing him for many days, Ming Xiajing had become bone-thin.
This fellow didn't look good, and he was also arrogant and overbearing. Fortunately... he never disregarded human life, otherwise, she wouldn't have offered her help.
She frowned.
This pus-filled boil was truly foul-smelling.
Ignoring Ming Xiajing's disdainful gaze, Qin Yun directly took his wrist to check his pulse.
The pulse was steady and normal, though a little weak, but that was a minor issue.
Unfortunately, the pus-filled boils on his body had festered and were already quite severe.
If not treated promptly, Ming Xiajing's entire body would rot... and he would die within ten days.
Following this, Qin Yun examined Ming Xiajing's eyeballs, tongue coating, fingers, toes, and thighs.
The more she examined, the tighter Qin Yun's brow became.
"Young Master Ming, when did you first notice the boils on your body?"
"Five days ago, I just felt itchy. I didn't pay much attention, but then... the next day, swollen boils appeared on my body, and by the third day, they started to fester!"
This meant that the onset was five days ago, the festering began in the last three days, and the extent of festering in the last two days was simply unbearable to look at.
Qin Yun glanced at a certain spot on Ming Xiajing, forcing herself to remain calm. "Young Master Ming, does this area of yours... also have them?"
Ming Xiajing looked down at the spot Qin Yun was pointing to.
Blushing, he nodded.
Qin Yun really wanted to laugh but maintained her composure. "I just don't know to what extent, Young Master Ming's... festering has reached?"
Ming Xiajing was not only embarrassed by Qin Yun's words but also a little angry. "Are you here to mock me? Mother, chase this person away, I don't want to see her anymore!"
"Young Master Ming, this matter cannot be taken lightly! It concerns your future lineage!"
Madam Ming was about to scold when she heard Qin Yun mention the lineage issue and stopped.
She turned to Ming Xiajing and said, "Xiajing, don't be difficult! Let this... so-called divine physician try first!"
"Mother? I...." Although Ming Xiajing felt embarrassed, he also knew the seriousness of the matter.
"Since Young Master Ming is inconvenient, I will ask something else. Five days ago... did you come into contact with anything strange or consume anything unusual?"
At this moment, Madam Ming beside him said, "What you're asking, the imperial physicians from the palace have also asked. They also investigated everything possible, but still found nothing!"
"Who investigated? Was it thoroughly investigated?"
"Imperial Physician Xue personally led the investigation! Why... is there a problem?"
Xue Jin investigated? She trusted Xue Jin; he was meticulous in his work.
In that case, it wasn't a problem with food.
From the moment she entered the room, she had looked around. There was nothing wrong. Apart from the foul smell and the scent of herbs, she hadn't found anything else.
Then where was the source of Ming Xiajing's condition?
"Young Master Ming, I have a preliminary understanding of your condition. I will prescribe some medicine for you now!"
"To be fully cured, further treatment will be needed." After speaking, Qin Yun walked to the wooden table, sat down, picked up the paper and brush prepared on the table, and began to write the prescription.
After writing, Qin Yun reread it from beginning to end. Once she was sure there were no issues, she handed the prescription to the wet nurse beside Madam Ming.
"Madam Ming, tomorrow, please ask a servant to fetch the medicine according to this prescription. After taking just two doses, the condition of Young Master Ming's boils and festering will be relieved!"
After speaking, Qin Yun took out a bottle of ointment from her waist. "Later, you can apply this ointment to Young Master Ming's wounds. It will temporarily relieve the pain, and Young Master Ming will sleep more comfortably tonight!"
Faced with Qin Yun's prescription and ointment, everyone did not show much enthusiasm.
Knowing that they didn't believe her, Qin Yun didn't insist.
"Come here!" Qin Yun beckoned to the... young attendant who was taking care of Ming Xiajing.
"What are your orders, Divine Physician?"
"Take the ointment and apply it to your young master. I will supervise from the side. If there is anything wrong, I can remind you to avoid mistakes during the second application."
The attendant was obedient and took the ointment to apply it to Ming Xiajing.
Ming Xiajing wanted to stop him, but he was too weak and could only close his eyes, letting the attendant apply the medicine. He felt it was all in vain.
Madam Ming didn't hold much hope either.
She just felt that this woman would soon come to her demanding money, and then she would see.
Seeing that the attendant had applied the ointment to all the visible boils on Ming Xiajing, Qin Yun nodded with satisfaction.
"Alright, that's all for today. I'm tired and should be going back." After speaking, Qin Yun and Hong Fu left without looking back.
Ming Xiajing thought this woman was going to play tricks, but she left so abruptly.
Madam Ming was also confused.
This person seemed different. She expected her to bring up the matter of money, but she left without a word.
She had received the medicine and didn't ask for money. If she were to make things difficult, it would seem unreasonable.
"Xiajing, how do you feel?"
Ming Xiajing shook his head. "I haven't noticed any difference yet."
"Madam, Young Master, do we still need this prescription? Should we really go to the medical hall to get these medicines tomorrow?" asked the wet nurse beside them.
Hearing that Ming Xiajing was the same as before, and the ointment had no different effect, Madam Ming's expression darkened. "Throw it away! She's just a swindler!"
"Yes, Madam!"
After leaving the Ming mansion!
Qin Yun and Hong Fu got into the carriage and drove around different alleyways twice, confirming they were not being followed, before heading to the Zhuangyuan Mansion.
Inside the carriage!
"Master, did you deliberately have the attendant apply the medicine to Ming Xiajing just now?"
Qin Yun nodded. "That's right. If I hadn't requested it that way, not only would the prescription have been destroyed, but the ointment would likely have been thrown away too!"
Hong Fu said indignantly, "These people are so prejudiced. It's a waste to give such good ointment to that vile Ming Xiajing!"
"After tonight, the Ming mansion will be looking for ways to find me to treat Ming Xiajing," a look of determination flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.
Hong Fu nodded. "Master is truly prescient. By giving Ming Xiajing a little taste first, he will come looking for us himself without us having to go to him!"
That night!
Ming Xiajing fell into a hazy sleep, and he didn't wake up in pain until dawn the next day.
The moment he woke up, Ming Xiajing rubbed his eyes and looked out the window. He asked doubtfully, "Is it dawn?"
The attendant on night duty beside him said happily, "Young Master, you seemed to have slept very well yesterday and didn't wake up in the middle. It seems that divine physician's ointment is indeed effective!"
Ointment?
He seemed to recall something about that.
Ming Xiajing tentatively moved his body.
He was surprised to find that it didn't hurt as much. No wonder he had slept so soundly last night!
Moreover, the wounds that had been smeared with ointment last night seemed to show signs of healing. Although the signs of healing were not obvious, Ming Xiajing saw hope.
"Quick, quick, where is yesterday's prescription? Hurry and find it, and go get the medicine according to the prescription!"