It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a large group of people.

"Master, who is this?"

Yuan Buwei looked at the person walking towards Father Mu. She looked somewhat similar to Mu Qing, so she should be Madam Mu. “I am the junior sister of Doctor Pei. I learned that Madam Mu was not in good condition, so I came here to check on her.”

“I’ve seen Dr. Pei so many times, but I’ve never heard that he has a junior sister?” Mrs. Mu’s words were full of doubt, and even her eyes were suspicious.

"Brother doesn't like to discuss private matters with the patients' families. It's understandable that Madam Mu questioned me, but can you let me see Mrs. Mu's condition first?" Yuan Buwei now understood why Mu Qing liked to talk to himself. Like mother, like son.

"Master, if she is the junior apprentice of Dr. Pei, it would be fine, but a junior apprentice..." Madam Mu frowned, "A girl from a decent family would never learn medicine. Not only would she have to show her face in public, but she would also have to live in the same room with men and women..."

Yuan Buwei had heard this kind of talk almost every now and then during her career as a doctor, so she was used to it: "Madam Mu, Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, which inevitably involves undressing. Women miss the best time for treatment because they are too embarrassed to speak up. But if they were facing a female doctor, wouldn't they be more calm? Besides, women are more careful than men and can take better care of the patient's emotions. This is the meaning of the existence of female doctors."

Mrs. Mu's face turned hot and pale.

She just had a slight doubt. Why did she insist on arguing with her in front of so many people?

Don't understand any rules.

"Master Mu, I still say the same thing. If you want to see it, then see it now. If not, I will leave..."

"Look."

This time it was Mu Qing who spoke: "Father, mother, and Madam Yuan are all here, let her help grandma."

"Madam, everyone is here, let her see it."

“You keep saying things here and there, as if I were a bad person, preventing the doctor from treating Grandma…” Madam Mu burst into tears as she spoke, “I’ve been taking care of Grandma all these years since she was sick…”

"Madam Mu, if we delay any further, even the gods won't be able to help." Yuan Buwei couldn't help but interrupt Madam Mu's performance.

Madam Mu was stunned, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, and she moved away reluctantly.

Yuan Buwei walked quickly to the bed, and the maid standing beside her lifted the veil, revealing the withered face of Old Lady Mu lying on the sickbed.

She immediately opened the medicine box, took out the medicine pillow, placed it under Old Lady Mu's wrist, and began to take her pulse.

Mu Qing stood aside, anxiously waiting for the result.

five minutes later.

Yuan Buwei looked up and asked Mu Qing: "Do you still have the prescription that Senior Brother Chi wrote before? If so, can you bring it to me?"

"Yes, I'll get it now."

"Isn't this just a medical consultation? Why do I need a prescription?" Mrs. Mu muttered.

"If Mrs. Mu had followed the prescription and drank the medicine completely without taking it all, this situation would not have happened. So I want to check Senior Brother Chi's prescription. If there is no problem with the prescription, then Mrs. Mu did not drink the medicine enough, or..." Yuan Buwei paused. She remembered that when Butler Ye came to report, he said that Mrs. Mu had an argument with her daughter-in-law, so her eyes stayed on Mrs. Mu's face, smiling.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mrs. Mu was unhappy, but she couldn't get angry because her family members were there.

"The prescription is here."

Yuan Buwei took the prescription from Mu Qing and said after reading it, "Mrs. Mu's pulse is slow, astringent and stringy, and it seems to be present when deep. Mrs. Mu is depressed after being angry, and her liver is depressed and her qi is stagnant, which hinders the circulation of qi and blood. That's why Senior Brother Chi always prescribes prescriptions for slow recovery. He should always remind Mrs. Mu to be less angry. Logically, she should keep taking medicine and keep a happy mood. Even if she can't recover as before, her body will gradually get better. Why is she always bedridden?"

"Grandma has a hot temper, but she won't lose her temper randomly. Is there something else wrong with her that you can't see?" Mu Qing easily concluded, relying on his knowledge of herbs, "Or are you just being mysterious and deliberately stalling for time?"

"Deputy General Mu, do I have a grudge against you?"

Mu Qing frowned: "No."

"Since I have no grudge against you, why should I delay and delay your grandmother's illness?" Yuan Buwei snorted coldly, took out a needle bag from the medicine box, took out a few silver needles, and was about to give the needles to Old Madam Mu when she was stopped by Mu Qing: "What are you doing?"

"Stimulate the acupuncture points to get the blood flowing, and your grandmother will wake up."

"Just a few silver needles can wake up grandma?"

Yuan Buwei now seemed to understand why Old Madam Mu had such a hot temper. She was lucky not to have a group of family members who pretended to know everything and only caused trouble at the critical moment.

"You keep saying that you're worried about your grandmother, but your actions don't show me that you're worried about her. Instead, you keep trying to stop me?" Yuan Buwei didn't understand Mu Qing's train of thought.

"When did I stop you?" Mu Qing was angry, "I just..."

Yuan Buwei took advantage of her distraction and quickly gave Mrs. Mu acupuncture.

"what are you doing!"

Mu Qing grabbed Yuan Buwei's wrist and threw her out, then leaned over to check on her grandmother: "Grandma, wake up, I'm Qing'er."

Fortunately, Yuan Buwei kept her lower body stable and did not fall.

I saw the Mu family members all rushing to the bed and starting a new round of crying.

She calculated in her mind the time it would take for Old Lady Mu to wake up.

Mu Qing called out a few times, but seeing that his grandmother had not woken up, he did not dare to rashly pull out the silver needle from her head. In an instant, his worry turned into anger, and he turned and walked towards Yuan Buwei: "I knew you had bad intentions. You took the initiative to come with me just to frame my grandmother."

Yuan Buwei: ???

"By keeping silent, you agree?" Mu Qing seemed to have found something on Yuan Buwei. The anger in his eyes was so strong that he wanted to burn Yuan Buwei to death. "How can you be so vicious? If you have something to do with me, why do you have to..."

"Wake up, mother is awake."

Before he could finish his words, his father's surprised voice sounded behind him.

Yuan Buwei looked at Mu Qing, who was stunned and full of disbelief, and snorted and laughed: "Your grandmother has woken up, why don't you go and see her?"

"No, it's impossible!"

Mu Qing didn't believe it, but he turned around and ran towards the bed. When he saw his grandmother's loving eyes falling on him, his nose was sore: "Grandma, you finally woke up."

"Qing, Qing'er..." Old Madam Mu raised her hand with great effort and touched Mu Qing's face, "I'm fine."

Yuan Buwei slowly walked to the bed, looked at the group of people and said, "Can you make way for me so I can get the needle for Old Madam Mu."

When everyone heard this, they all made way.

"you are?"

Old Mrs. Mu looked at the woman in front of her with confusion.

"I'm Dr. Pei's junior sister, my last name is Yuan." Yuan Buwei introduced herself with a smile, "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"