The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Just when hope was about to be shattered and despair was hanging over their hearts like a dark cloud, a rumor about Renhetang shone into their world like the dawn of light.

It was said that the doctors here had superb medical skills and could cure any disease, so they hurriedly found this place with the last glimmer of hope.

The waiting time seemed to be stretched out, and every second was like a knife cutting, tormenting everyone who was wandering outside the door.

More than an hour later, there was a slight noise in the treatment room, and Chen Xi slowly appeared in a sterilized suit. He then sat down in a corner of the room, breathing slightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead flickering in the candlelight, revealing the difficulty and concentration of the operation.

There was a transparent drip hanging on the man's wrist, and the medicine was flowing into his blood drop by drop, giving him the source of life he needed to recover.

After another hour of silent waiting, Chen Xi entered the treatment room again and gently and skillfully removed the needle from the man. After sorting everything out, she slowly walked out with a trace of fatigue on her face, but she could not hide her satisfaction with success.

"Don't worry, he is out of danger. He is still in a deep sleep under anesthesia and will wake up soon."

Chen Xi's words were like a spring breeze blowing across the barren hearts, causing the couple's eyes to instantly sparkle with tears, and they were so excited that they almost fainted.

"Doctor, is what you said true? Is my child really okay?"

The woman's voice trembled, filled with unbelievable joy.

Chen Xi nodded gently, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and then he sat down, picked up the pen and wrote a prescription fluently on the paper.

Mo Hua and Mo Qin took the piece of paper that carried hope, and according to the instructions, they quickly and accurately prepared ten doses of herbs and handed them respectfully to the couple.

In the room, the woman stared at her sleeping son, tears silently sliding down her cheeks and dripping quietly onto her lapels. It was the relief and gratitude she felt for surviving the disaster.

Finally, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of disbelief in his confusion: "I'm still alive?"

His voice was faint, but it was enough to lift the spirits of the entire room.

"My child, I'm so glad that you are safe and sound. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would have survived."

The woman choked with sobs and hugged her son tightly, as if she wanted to put all her worries and love into this hug.

Chen Xi reminded them at the right time: "It's good that you woke up, but your accent doesn't sound like that of a local. I suggest that you don't rush to travel or engage in any strenuous activities for the time being. It's best to rest in a nearby inn for seven to fourteen days. If there are no complications, you should be able to fully recover."

When these words came out, everyone except the man and his mother looked at each other, obviously surprised by this sudden suggestion.

But soon, the man's father nodded, thinking to himself that this was indeed the best arrangement at the moment.

"Thank you, doctor, for saving my son's life. This is a small token of our appreciation. It's only a hundred taels of gold. I hope you won't despise it!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a heavy package from his arms and presented it with both hands.

Chen Xi couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Who would dislike gold, especially such a generous thank-you gift?

Before, she was still curious about why the two people who helped carry the man in suddenly disappeared. Now it seems that everything has an answer.

"Does this seem too generous?"

Chen Xi asked in pretended surprise, but the smile on her lips revealed her inner satisfaction.

The man's father, with a sincere look on his face and a gleam of gratitude in his eyes, shook his head slowly and said, "You saved my only bloodline. Even if I give everything I have, I can't repay you even a fraction of it. This meager gift is not worth mentioning, but I hope you will accept it as a token of my gratitude as a father."

After he finished speaking, he held up a small box in his hands that looked plain but had a warm luster.

Faced with these earnest words, Chen Xi felt a warm current surge in her heart. She sighed softly and stopped refusing.

"Mo Hua, go to cabinet number one and get the treasured ginseng."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, as if conveying a silent concern.

Mo Hua, the girl who always followed her, with quick movements and delicate mind, responded immediately after hearing the words. Her light footsteps echoed in the clinic. In a moment, she returned briskly with an exquisite little box in her arms. The little box seemed to contain some secret of life.

"Uncle Ma, please don't be polite. Although this ginseng is still young, it has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Its efficacy is far superior to those century-old ginsengs."

As Chen Xi spoke, he gently opened the lid of the box. A fresh and slightly sweet scent instantly filled the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Ma Zhiyong looked at the brightly colored and plump ginseng in the box, and felt indescribable emotion in his heart. In the end, he accepted this heavy gift with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

The afternoon sun was shining obliquely, and Chen De slowly left with the other three people, leaving only the mother and son in the clinic.

The mother's voice was gentle but firm: "Doctor Chen, if my son's condition is not suitable for moving, can we stay here temporarily? I promise that we will never disturb your daily diagnosis and treatment."

Chen Xi stared at the mother and son, and an inexplicable tenderness surged in her heart. She was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

After all, she, Mo Hua and Mo Qin would return to their own residence every day, and the empty rooms in the clinic were vacant most of the time except for being occasionally used for emergency surgeries.

Letting the mother and son stay would not cause any inconvenience and would also make it easier for her to observe the man's condition at any time just in case.

The man on the bed, despite his weak body, tried to straighten his back, folded his hands lightly in front of his chest, and said in a low but sincere voice: "Jin'er, thank Doctor Chen quickly."

"My name is Ma Jin. I would like to thank Doctor Chen for saving my life."

Chen Xi responded with a subtle but warm nod, then turned around and walked into the consulting room, continuing to bring hope and comfort to the patients anxiously waiting outside the door.

...Time passed, and on this day, the academy in the city held a literary gathering. It was a small gathering for scholars to exchange ideas and enhance their emotions.

The gathering place was chosen to be a nearby quaint teahouse. After the event, everyone could disperse and return to their quiet lives.

The teahouse was not far from the clinic, so Xie Tianyi took a detour to buy some exquisite pastries as an apology for his impulsive behavior last time.

When he stepped into the clinic, as expected, Chen Xi was still busy and had not returned home.

It was not until the last patient left satisfied that Chen Xi realized that Xie Tianyi had been standing silently by the side, waiting for her.

Time diluted everything, and when he saw Xie Tianyi again, the embarrassment in Chen Xi's heart had long since disappeared like smoke.

"Are you guys taking a day off today? I've just finished my work, so let's go back together."

Chen Xi was about to stand up when Ma Jin opened the door and walked out steadily.