Chu Mingxuan and the others felt a pang of sadness listening to the old woman and the little boy's conversation.
Subsequently, Chu Mingxuan walked to his carriage and took down two steamed buns to give to the grandmother and grandson.
The town was still more than ten kilometers away. Given the physical condition of the old woman and the little boy, if they didn't eat soon, they might collapse before even reaching the town.
"Elderly sir, please eat these two steamed buns quickly," Chu Mingxuan said softly, handing the two buns to the old woman and the little boy.
As there were too many refugees nearby, if they knew someone was giving food to the old woman and the little boy, the surrounding refugees would immediately surround them and snatch the buns. Therefore, Chu Mingxuan and his companions had to be extremely careful when doing good deeds to avoid a food-snatching battle.
Seeing the buns in Chu Mingxuan's hands, the old woman and the little boy swallowed their saliva and stared intently at the two buns. They hadn't eaten a single grain of rice for three to four days and were truly starving.
The little boy was the first to pick up a bun and brought it to his grandmother's mouth, saying in a hoarse voice, "Grandma, you're hungry, please eat this bun."
Upon hearing this, the old woman shook her head, touched, "Child, Grandma isn't hungry, you eat first."
Chu Mingxuan and the others were touched again by the grandmother and grandson.
"Each of you gets one bun, take them and eat, otherwise, if others see, they'll come and snatch your food," Chu Mingxuan warned, glancing at the surrounding refugees.
In fact, some of the nearby refugees had sharp eyes and noticed Chu Mingxuan had food when he walked to the carriage to get buns for the grandmother and grandson. However, these refugees, seeing their extraordinary attire and the swords they carried, guessed that Chu Mingxuan and Yin Chen were martial artists and dared not act rashly. Otherwise, these refugees would have already rushed over to snatch the buns.
Subsequently, the old woman took the buns from Chu Mingxuan's hands, and she and the little boy began to eat them ravenously.
This made the surrounding refugees even more ravenous, wishing they could snatch the buns from the old woman and the little boy's hands and eat them themselves. However, they dared not act rashly after looking at the swords on Yin Chen and Yin Shen.
Leng Ruoli and Jun Mohan, also in the carriage, saw the situation outside.
"Jun Mohan, after we leave, do you think these grandmother and grandson will be beaten by these refugees?" Leng Ruoli suddenly thought of something.
As soon as she finished speaking, Jun Mohan glanced at the refugees outside the carriage again and said after a moment of thought, "It's quite possible they might be beaten."
"Let's let the grandmother and grandson travel with our carriage later. Call Chu Mingxuan to sit in our carriage, and let the grandmother and grandson sit with Yin Chen in the carriage behind. Otherwise, I'm afraid Chu Mingxuan and the others might do more harm than good. After we leave, those refugees, out of jealousy, might beat them to death," Leng Ruoli said with a frown.
Jun Mohan nodded.
"Alright!"
Leng Ruoli, after speaking to the old woman and the little boy about the buns, quickly called Yin Chen over.
"Yin Chen, tell Doctor Chu to ride in the same carriage as me and your Prince, and then you and the grandmother and grandson sit in the carriage behind," Leng Ruoli whispered her instructions to Yin Chen.
Subsequently, Yin Chen nodded, walked over, and whispered a few words to Chu Mingxuan.
Chu Mingxuan immediately understood Leng Ruoli's intentions and slapped his forehead. He hadn't thought of this at all. Now, seeing the covetous eyes of the surrounding refugees, if they left, the grandmother and grandson would surely have a miserable fate.
"Auntie, it's still more than ten li to the town, and you are not in good health. We'll give you a ride," Chu Mingxuan said softly.
"Can... can we really ride in your carriage?" the old woman asked incredulously.
She looked up at Chu Mingxuan and the other two, then at the two ordinary carriages less than two meters away. These were carriages that refugees like them would never dare to even dream of possessing.
"Yes, please get into our carriage," Yin Chen, who had been silent all along, chimed in.
Later, Yin Yi and Yin Chen helped the old woman and the little boy into the carriage behind them under the watchful eyes of everyone. Chu Mingxuan also got into Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli's carriage, and then Yin Yi and Yin Er immediately started the carriages and drove forward.
Only the jealous gazes of the refugees were left behind.
After the carriages had stabilized, Chu Mingxuan and Leng Ruoli began discussing medical knowledge again.
Chu Mingxuan listened with great interest, and even Jun Mohan listened with disbelief.
"Princess Consort, you couldn't possibly be that 'Masked Divine Doctor' who performed the cesarean section for Madam Su, could you?" Chu Mingxuan exclaimed in surprise.
Suddenly, he recalled that when Leng Ruoli had dark spots on her face, she also wore a thin veil to meet people every day, and that 'Masked Divine Doctor' also practiced medicine with their face covered.
Upon hearing this, Leng Ruoli smiled but did not directly admit that she was the 'Masked Divine Doctor'.
This made Chu Mingxuan even more certain that Leng Ruoli was the 'Masked Divine Doctor'.
This meant that Leng Ruoli was the mysterious woman who saved Jun Mohan on that full moon night several months ago, helped him detoxify from the "Ghost's Worry" poison, and controlled the wolf poison within Jun Mohan's body.
In fact, Chu Mingxuan should have realized long ago that Leng Ruoli was the 'Masked Divine Doctor'. This was because Leng Ruoli had previously treated Ye Ying's arm, and the joint of his arm had been stitched by Leng Ruoli with needles.
At that time, he should have realized Leng Ruoli's identity, but he was extremely depressed because of his master's affairs and didn't think in that direction.
"Princess Consort, can I follow you to learn medicine in the future? I really want to learn your suturing technique," Chu Mingxuan suddenly said.
"Of course! I'm planning to open a hospital in the capital. You can enroll then. I want to personally train a group of people to learn Western medicine. Since you already understand medical principles, it will be easier for me to teach you," Leng Ruoli suggested.
Chu Mingxuan nodded immediately, but his heart was filled with questions.
"Princess Consort, what do you mean by hospital and Western medicine?"
"A hospital is what we usually call a clinic. In fact, both Western medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine are methods of treating illnesses. Western medicine mainly relies on basic disciplines such as anatomy and physiology, histology and embryology, biochemistry and molecular biology, while Traditional Chinese Medicine relies on basic disciplines such as zang-xiang physiology and meridians and acupoints. However, the ultimate goal of both Western medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine is to treat diseases."
"Okay, then I, Chu Mingxuan, will be the first to enroll," Chu Mingxuan said with a smile, his heart filled with anticipation.
"Lier, can you let the military doctors in the camp and the two doctors in the Prince's mansion also learn your suturing technique? If they can learn your suturing technique, it will greatly shorten the healing time of soldiers' wounds and reduce casualties," Jun Mohan said.
"Of course! If they want to learn, they can come over," Leng Ruoli agreed.