The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

The Song girl snorted lightly, her eyes full of disdain: "She? She has a country air. How can she have the style and dignity of our big family..."

Although Su Yu felt both amused and annoyed, he still maintained a calm attitude.

He looked down at the new piece of clothing he was wearing.

Although it is not expensive, it is of high quality and well-cut, far from the so-called "rustic" style.

She thought to herself, so what if I came from a rural background?

Can a person's true value be defined by a few pieces of clothing?

Why bother about the judgment and criticism of worldly eyes?

Why can't you be softer and add a little honey when you speak?

Su Yu muttered to herself, she was not the type to just accept things as they came.

She took a deep breath, and her voice flowed out slowly like a spring stream: "I have heard that Lord Han has a broad mind and can accommodate everything. Seeing him today, I can see that he is truly worthy of his reputation."

She changed the subject, her eyes slightly ironic, "Even the little girl in the family can be so unrestrained and speak freely in front of the mistress. Your Excellency is really magnanimous to the extreme."

These words made the air seem to freeze for a moment.

Upon hearing this, Madam Shao Fu's eyes became as deep as a lake as she quietly turned to her husband beside her. The resentment in her eyes was self-evident.

However, there were people who were secretly accused, but they seemed unaware of it and were still reveling in it.

"of course!"

Song Xiaoniang's eyes were beaming with joy, and her expression of satisfaction was evident in her words, completely ignoring the subtle atmosphere around her.

Seeing this, Su Yu couldn't help but feel helpless. This young girl's mind was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

However, there are some smart people among the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Master Lin's face darkened and his voice was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Enough!"

Then, he fixed his sharp eyes on Su Yu. Although she was dressed simply, the sharpness and wisdom revealed in her words could not be underestimated.

She actually had the audacity to insinuate that he was not managing his household properly and that his concubines were behaving rudely, and he secretly marveled at her courage.

As soon as Su Yu finished speaking, he felt relieved.

If we delay any further, the old lady's condition will become even more critical.

So, she looked calm and said in a calm but firm tone: "Sir, the old lady's condition is critical. Please allow me to go in and take a look."

When Master Lin heard this, even though he was unhappy, he had to suppress it. After all, the old lady's health was the top priority at the moment.

He nodded slightly and waved again, and Su Yu stepped into the inner room.

Inside the house, two maids were busy taking care of the old lady on the sickbed.

One of them gently helped the old lady to sit against the cushioned headboard of the bed, while the other held a silk handkerchief and patiently wiped the saliva that kept flowing from the corners of the old lady's mouth.

The old lady's breath was weak and her lips were purple, as if the fire of life was about to be extinguished.

Even so, Su Yu could still vaguely catch the sound of phlegm coming from deep in her chest, which was the sound of life struggling.

She didn't have any extra opening remarks and went straight to the point: "As personal attendants, please tell us in detail about the old lady's condition."

The two maids were accustomed to such inquiries. During this period of time, they almost became interpreters of the patient's condition and knew every question well.

The older maid spoke calmly, but could not hide her worry: "The old lady has had a cough with phlegm for several years and has been relying on medication to maintain it. But in the past month, the cough has become more severe, accompanied by chest tightness, shortness of breath, and back pain. She can't lie flat, and even the soup medicine she drinks every day has lost its effect."

Su Yu leaned over to feel the old lady's pulse. The pulse he felt under his fingertips was weak and erratic, which was clearly a sign that her life was crumbling. No wonder the doctors before had hinted at preparing for her funeral.

She frowned slightly and continued to ask in depth: "Has the old lady's coughing and sputum changed recently?"

The maid next to him quickly interjected, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes: "Originally, I could cough up phlegm, but in the past few days, it has become a dry cough, no phlegm, just constant drooling."

"Did the old lady's condition deteriorate rapidly from the moment she stopped coughing up phlegm?"

Su Yu chased after him relentlessly, his eyes sharp.

The maid recalled for a moment, nodded heavily and confirmed: "Yes, that's right."

After getting the definite answer, Su Yu's heart seemed to be lit up, and a clear and detailed treatment plan quietly took shape in her mind.

Without a moment's hesitation, she immediately began preparations for rescue.

She turned her head slightly and said softly to a maidservant beside her who was dressed in green and had a pretty face, "Please help me gently unbutton the old lady's outer clothes. Be careful to keep warm and only leave the underwear on."

There was an unquestionable firmness and gentleness in the voice, which made the maid nod and follow the instructions swiftly.

Afterwards, Su Yu pulled out a piece of plain paper from his sleeve, and the tip of his pen flew across the paper. A string of medicine names jumped out along with the scent of ink, and each word carried the weight of life.

After writing, she handed the prescription to another maid with a nervous but determined look, and said in a voice that was urgent but calm: "Be sure to follow this prescription to get the medicine. Boil three bowls of water until it becomes one bowl, simmer it over low heat for a quarter of an hour, and give it to the old lady after it cools down and is palatable."

When the two maids heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes. The despair in their hearts seemed to be quietly dispelled by the calm demeanor of the young doctor. They hurriedly responded and left without any delay.

Su Yu took out a slender golden needle that was shining with golden light from the medicine box.

She carefully warmed each needle over the flickering candle flame, which not only sterilized it but also warmed the needle body, ensuring that the old lady's discomfort would be reduced during the acupuncture.

After the gold needles cooled down, she took a deep breath and prepared to proceed to the crucial acupuncture step.

Although it is hot in midsummer, the old lady is not suitable to be naked due to her frail health.

Su Yu decided to perform acupuncture through clothing, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of locating the acupoints and required extremely high precision and profound experience.

She understood that this was a battle against death, although she was not completely sure.

But her sense of responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded prompted her to do her best, and the rest could only rely on the old lady's own vitality.

Her judgment was that the old lady was suffering from phlegm blocking her respiratory tract.

In addition, due to old age and lack of strength, it is difficult for him to cough up phlegm on his own.

As time went by, the sputum became increasingly viscous, seriously impeding breathing, and the situation became extremely critical.

If effective measures are not taken, the old lady will face the painful torture of suffocation until her life ends.

In order to stimulate the old lady's lung function, Su Yu decided to use gold needles to stimulate the acupoints on her lung meridian first.

After the medicine takes effect, he uses his unique massage techniques to help the old lady expel phlegm.