Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Shen Zheng recognized this person - she was Mo Qingwan's personal maid, who usually served Madam Mo.

Anxious, scared, panicked, helpless.

Shen Zheng saw several negative emotions on the other person's face.

Her heart suddenly sank, and she immediately stood up and asked, "What happened?"

When the maid saw them, she could no longer hold back her emotions and burst into tears, her voice hoarse: "My lord, my lady, my lady, she suddenly had severe pain in her waist, difficulty breathing, and fell into a coma!"

Mo Qingwan stood still as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, his ears buzzing and his breathing stopped.

The drawings in her hands fell to the ground one after another, spreading in a disorderly manner on the ground.

Shen Zheng's pupils suddenly shrank. She reached out and grabbed Mo Qingwan's wrist, and asked the maid, "Has the doctor gone?"

"Doctor Feng just left!" The maid was so anxious that she didn't know who to talk to. She could only gesture randomly: "Seeing that the situation was not good, I asked someone to invite Doctor Feng, and also, I also invited the doctor from Quanyang County. I don't know if he has arrived yet. Then, then I came to find the young lady, the young lady..."

Mo Qingwan's eyes widened, and he didn't bother to finish listening to the words, and rushed out of the printing house.

"pat-"

A piece of unpolished glass was knocked to the ground by her and shattered into pieces. The countless irregular fragments distorted and split her face.

Each step Mo Qingwan took was so big and so heavy.

"Qing Wan!"

After a brief eye contact between Shen Zheng and Liang Fu, he chased after him.

Her emotions made her steps unsteady and her legs somewhat out of control.

She had been in Da Zhou for nearly a year, but this was the first time she ran so fast, so fast that her mind was unable to think of anything. Only the sound of the wind swirled in her ears, making her cheeks "slap".

But she still couldn't catch up with Mo Qingwan.

But after turning a corner, the other person's back could no longer be seen.

......

The second floor of the inn.

The four words "relative is critically ill" seemed strange and distant to Shen Zheng.

At this moment, as she stood on the second floor of the inn, facing the tightly closed door, she seemed to suddenly understand the inner meaning of these four words.

These four light words bring to people a feeling of heaviness and panic.

Shen Zheng didn't know whether she should go in and disturb them, until Man Niang stood silently beside her, until Yan Qiao walked back and forth between the guest room and the kitchen with a pale face, until Mo Qingwan's personal maid ran up the stairs crying.

"Squeak-"

The maid pushed open the door of the guest room gently with trembling hands.

She was waiting for Shen Zheng to come in.

Shen Zheng lifted her left leg, felt something was wrong, put it down, then lifted her right leg again. After hesitating for a moment, she walked in.

The bright sunlight shines through the window and into the house, but it cannot dispel the haze or the smell of medicine in the house.

Turning the corner was the bed. Madam Mo was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face flushed red. Drops of sweat slid down her forehead and disappeared on the pillowcase.

Sitting on the edge of the bed was Feng Qianzhi. She turned sideways towards Shen Zheng with her lips pursed into a straight line. Mo Qingwan stood behind her with a dazed look on her face, as if she was neither sad nor happy.

Shen Zheng's approach did not attract anyone's attention. She stood quietly like Mo Qingwan, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Qianzhi's every move.

Feng Qianzhi was giving acupuncture to Madam Mo. Her fingers holding the needle were trembling slightly, and her fingertips were turning white. The sweat on her forehead was even more than that of Madam Mo.

“Click, click—”

There were footsteps outside the door again, and Shen Zheng turned around to look.

The person who came was an old doctor with gray hair. For a moment, Shen Zheng thought she saw Li Shiyuan.

——It would be nice if Li Shiyuan was here, Shen Zheng thought.

"Doctor Feng!" The man limped slightly on his left leg and walked forward quickly with a medical box in hand. "What's the situation? What medicine do you need? I brought some commonly used medicines from the clinic."

From what he said, I knew the other party was a doctor from Quanyang County.

He asked the question that everyone was concerned about.

Feng Qianzhi held her breath and injected the next needle. When she looked up and saw Shen Zheng, she bit her lower lip tightly, her voice full of guilt: "Sister Shen... Madam Mo has a weak heart and spleen, a great loss of Qi and blood, and liver depression turns into fire, which disturbs the mind. This lesion has been disturbing the heart and blood for a long time, which is a major hidden danger. It is difficult to control with medicine... and now, the lesion has erupted, endangering... her life."

"God of disturbance!"

The old doctor in Quanyang County couldn't help but cry out.

Only those who practice medicine know that whenever these four words are spoken, the patient is afraid...

Every word slowly fell into Shen Zheng's ears, and she tried hard to understand Feng Qianzhi's words.

What this means is... there has always been a time bomb buried in Mrs. Mo's body, which is a cardiovascular disease.

Before, no one knew when the bomb would explode, but today, it caught everyone off guard.

"Why is this happening?" Mo Qingwan said the first words after Shen Zheng arrived, "Mother, mother, after coming to Tongan County, her body and spirit have improved a lot, and even her appetite has doubled..."

The nanny who served Madam Mo nodded silently and wiped away her tears quietly after hearing this.

Madam had a very hard life in the first half of her life. After she and the young lady came to settle in Tongan County, everything seemed to be getting better. But now...

They haven’t even moved into the new house yet!

My God, he really has never opened his eyes to see these poor mother and daughter!

Feng Qianzhi choked in his throat and shook his head slowly, "If the lesion is not removed, everything... is just a superficial phenomenon."

Mo Qingwan swayed and blinked helplessly, two tears flowed down his cheeks and fell directly to the ground.

Shen Zheng suppressed all her emotions and said, "Is there any other way?"

Feng Qianzhi wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes and did not dare to look into Shen Zheng's eyes.

"Master...left behind a set of acupuncture techniques that can soothe the heart, promote blood circulation, protect the heart and strengthen the body. This should be able to control the progression of the disease."

Before everyone could be happy, they heard her say, "But I haven't mastered this needle technique yet, and my needle insertion effect is not as good as Master Eleven's. Sister Shen, I..."

Mo Qingwan felt as if there were millions of ants biting at his heart, and even Feng Qianzhi's unfinished words became intermittent.

"I'm sorry... I gave Madam Mo an injection, but the effect was... minimal."

This was the first time Feng Qianzhi felt this kind of powerlessness.

It seems that all the results are caused by myself.

She blamed herself for being stupid, having no talent, and not being cut out for studying medicine.

Mo Qingwan's lips trembled as he leaned against Shen Zheng. His eyes were red and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you, can you try again with the medical book... If it still doesn't work, I won't blame you."

"No chance" and "only a little chance" may seem to have similar results, but they may also be very different.

Even if it was just a straw that was about to break, Mo Qingwan wanted to grab it.