With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Xiao Yier came out with osmanthus cake in her hand and saw Nanqi's disappearing back. Her face was full of admiration, and it seemed that her favorite osmanthus cake in her hand was no longer fragrant. "Mom, my brother is so amazing! He can fly!!"

Shu He sneered in his heart, "Humph, he's quite powerful, but unfortunately, he's a greedy guy! Isn't he afraid that she will poison him to death?"

He said he was bringing osmanthus cake to Xiao Yi'er, but in reality, he was probably eyeing her bowl of medicinal chicken soup, right?!

"Mom, does my brother live next door?" Xiao Yi'er didn't notice anything wrong with her expression. She just said, "Mom, can I go next door to play with my brother? I want to see the immortal brother! Is he also very powerful?"

"Yier, there are bad guys next door, let's not go there!"

Shu He forcefully carried Yi'er back to the kitchen. Her body was still too thin, and she couldn't even digest the harder meals! She couldn't help but sigh, wishing she had some milk.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to mince the chicken and put it in the steamed egg, coaxing her into eating half a bowl of minced meat steamed egg. This amount of minced meat was enough for Xiao Yier to absorb the nutrients she needed for the day.

Nanqi placed the large bowl of soup on the kitchen table. The two cooks, Uncle Zhang, and himself were gathered around the table. The four of them looked at the bowl of soup with a hint of enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Nanqi, is this okay?" Isn't this like snatching food from a child? Uncle Zhang spoke rationally, but his nose kept sniffing uncontrollably.

"They have been drinking this soup for several days. Xiao Yier doesn't need so much soup to recuperate! At worst, I can hunt for some other things for them tomorrow as compensation!" A trace of guilt flashed across Nan Qi's face, and he seemed to be making unreasonable excuses.

"Why is the color of this soup so milky white? It's even whiter than milk!" Chef Zhang stared at the soup, puzzled.

"What's more, there's not even a hint of fishy smell, but instead a rich, refreshing fragrance!" Chef Wang also echoed, "How did they do that?"

Chef Zhang poked the half pheasant with her chopsticks and found something inside. Uncle Zhang said it was a medicinal dish, so was it made of medicinal herbs? But why didn't the soup have the strong bitter taste of medicinal herbs?

"Madams, how about you guys research it? I'll hunt another chicken tomorrow and you can try and see if you can make this taste the same."

The four of them each shared a bowl of soup, and in the end, even the chicken inside was eaten clean, leaving only some skeletons on the table.

"Wow, it feels so comfortable!" Nanqi burped softly, a little uncontrollably.

"Sister Wang, do you feel like there's a fire burning inside your body after eating this meat? It's so warm and comfortable!"

"You know what, it really seems to be feeling that way! Also, the dizziness I felt before is gone now. Instead, I feel surprisingly energetic!"

Zhang Bo's reaction was greater than the others. "Huh? I feel that, too!"

Nanqi was puzzled and asked, "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Zhang, with his gray hair and somewhat hunched back, moved his limbs and twisted his neck. His face flushed, and he seemed to be in good spirits. "I feel much lighter, and even lifting my hands and feet is much easier than before."

"There's such a magical effect?" Nan Qi couldn't believe it. After feeling it carefully, he was very puzzled. "Why don't I feel anything different?"

"Maybe your physical condition is better, so this medicine soup has no effect on you." Uncle Zhang guessed while stroking his beard.

"This Miss He is really an extraordinary person. I didn't expect that although she looks thin and weak, she is actually a divine woman with magical powers!" Chef Zhang sighed with admiration on her face.

"When I'm free this afternoon, I'll go see Madam He. My knees get freezing cold and swollen when it gets cold. I wonder if she can cure this chronic leg problem of mine."

As soon as Wang the chef finished speaking, Zhang Bo's eyes lit up. He grabbed Nanqi's arm, his face showing restrained excitement. "If Madam He really knows medicine, then, can you let her take a look at the young master? Just in case..."

What if it can be cured?

It is really a pity and heartbreaking to see such a handsome and bright man become so gloomy and depressed.

Nanqi was silent. This thing could be tried. But the master had consulted famous doctors over the years, but they all said that the poison in the master's body was incurable. That woman, could she do it?

At that moment, Baili Moqing's wheelchair appeared in the corner of the front hall. He had come here, attracted by the aroma, but by the time he arrived, the others had already distributed the chicken soup. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and a glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Nanqi.

"Even if we can't cure it completely, we can at least help the young master recuperate!" Uncle Zhang said again.

Nanqi thought for a moment and said to Aunt Wang, "Auntie, go find that woman and ask her for a prescription. If she can, I'll take her to Shouren Hall in Yuancheng to see if she has any experience."

The old lady nodded, a smile blooming on her face.

Nanqi seemed to notice something and turned to look at the front hall, but there was no one there.

Is there no one? Why does he always feel like there are eyes staring at him?

In the afternoon, Shu He gave Xiao Yier another acupuncture treatment. The room was warm with a charcoal stove burning. Xiao Yier fell asleep halfway through the treatment. Her face was flushed, and her dry, cracked skin had become much smoother.

Over the past two days, while Xiao Yi'er was asleep, she'd wandered around the back mountains. There, she'd found a herb called "Chengqi," which had potent skin-repairing properties. She'd gathered a basketful, but ultimately only managed to make a thumb-sized box of herbal cream. After using it for a few days, it was almost empty.

"We have to find time to pick some more."

Just as I put down the needle bag, there was a knock on the door in the front yard.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mrs. He, are you home?"

When Shu He opened the door, he saw Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wang from next door, and unexpectedly welcomed them in.

"How come you two ladies have time to come to me today?"

Shu He was very grateful to the two cooks. Xiao Yier's clothes and shoes were made by them. The craftsmanship was exquisite and meticulous, and the materials were very generous. Xiao Yier had never complained of being cold in the past few days.

Madam Wang looked a little embarrassed and explained why she had come.

"So that's what it is!" Shu He smiled and patted her hands. "Don't be embarrassed, ma'am. If you trust me, let me see."

Shu He took Madam Wang's pulse and checked her knees. "Has your knee been injured before?"

"Yes, yes!" When Madam Wang heard that she had diagnosed the same injury she had suffered, hope suddenly appeared on her face. This Madam He really had medical skills! "I hit my knee two years ago and was bedridden for two months. It healed after that, but since then, I've had this problem."

"If my lady trusts me, I can give you acupuncture. Three courses of treatment should cure you."

"No need to take medicine?" Madam Wang was surprised. She had not forgotten what Nanqi had instructed.

"If it can be treated with Chinese medicine, it will definitely be faster. However, I don't have any ready-made medicine at the moment, and with the snow so deep outside, it's not easy to go to the city to get medicine, so acupuncture is the only option." As if afraid that she would worry, Shu He added, "But don't worry, my lady. Although there is no medicine, as long as you persist for one more course of treatment, you will be cured."

"Oh, so that's it!" Madam Wang glanced at Madam Zhang, as if asking for help.

Madam Zhang received the prompt and immediately said, "Madam He, it's like this. Brother Nanqi is going to the city this afternoon. This little snow won't be a problem for him, so you can ask him to help bring the medicine. As cooks, we can't be lazy here every day, right? Madam, please prescribe some medicine for Sister Wang."

"Yes, yes, Madam Zhang is right." Madam Wang agreed quickly, with a smile on her face but a hint of guilt.

Shu He didn't think too much about it. She just thought it was a good idea. If Nanqi went to the city to buy medicine, she could get some other medicine!

However, when Nanqi got the prescription that was five full pages long, his eyes widened.

"This, so much?!!"