Travels of a Female Physician in the Ming Dynasty

On the way back to Yang's house, I was still silently calculating today's "achievements" in my mind.

First, Mr. Chen's eldest son fell into a coma due to excessive stress;

Then there was the Empress's "stomach upset due to improper diet";

Finally, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's allergic reaction to the cold...

This trip in and out of the palace almost made me weak in the knees. It was like a "time-travel version of a day trip" for a full-time doctor.

However, I still feel a little proud inside. After all, these diseases seemed complicated in ancient times, but in the eyes of me, a "modern medical genius", they are a piece of cake.

If I were given a "Time Travel Doctor Certification", I could open a chain of medical clinics.

Just when I was thinking about whether I should soak my feet in hot water and make a facial mask when I get home in the evening, I suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from the front.

"Miss, you are finally back! The master is waiting for you!"

I was stunned and looked up, only to see the servant Xiao Liuzi running towards me with sweat all over his forehead. He looked so hurried, it seemed that something big had happened.

"My dad is looking for me?" My heart tightened. Today's "workload" is already too much. Do I have to work overtime when I get home?

"Yes, the master asked you to go to the study as soon as you return home." Xiao Liuzi answered breathlessly.

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

It has been half a year since I traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and I have seen this "father" only a few times.

Yang Shiqi has always been serious and rarely comes to me on his own initiative.

The last time he looked for me so anxiously was because he accidentally discovered that I had hidden a box of strange "modern gadgets", which scared him so much that he almost thought I was practicing "witchcraft".

"Okay, I'll go right away." I sighed helplessly and followed Xiao Liuzi all the way to the study.

The door of the study was ajar. I walked to the door and knocked gently.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" I asked cautiously.

Yang Shiqi's voice came from inside: "Come in."

I opened the door and walked in, still wondering what had happened.

I saw Yang Shiqi sitting behind the desk with a serious expression, holding a letter in his hand, and looking unhappy.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" I asked in a low voice.

He looked up at me and sighed: "Tong'er, you are not a child anymore..."

My heart tightened, and my alarm bells rang instantly. This topic was not good. Could it be that—

I asked tentatively, "Dad, what do you mean by that?"

Yang Shiqi put down the letter in his hand, frowning slightly: "Recently, several colleagues have mentioned you, saying that you are getting older and it is time to consider marriage."

I:"……"

I knew it! It was that incident!

Nowadays, women can’t escape the “age crisis” even in the Ming Dynasty?

"Dad, listen to me..." I was about to explain, but Yang Shiqi waved his hand and interrupted me.

"Tong'er, Dad knows that you are proud and don't want to marry anyone easily. But you also have to understand that as a daughter of the Yang family, you can't leave your marriage entirely to your own will." He said earnestly.

I was speechless. What does "willful" mean?

I have traveled through time. If I just randomly find an ancient person to spend my life with, what would be the point of traveling through time?

"Dad, you know me. It's not that I don't want to consider marriage, but..." I organized my words and tried to find a good excuse.

Seeing that I was speechless for a long time, Yang Shiqi sighed and said, "I don't want to force you, but an old friend sent me a letter today saying that his son will be returning to Beijing soon and wants to meet you."

My heart tightened, and I vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple.

"Whose old friend?" I asked cautiously.

Yang Shiqi picked up the letter from the table and handed it to me: "It's from the son of Duke Dingguo."

"Duke Dingguo?" I was stunned.

Duke Dingguo was an important official in the court, holding a high position of power and having a distinguished family background.

In short, it is a truly wealthy family.

I took the letter, opened it, and grumbled inwardly: "Wealthy family? Isn't this just the ancient version of a "blind date"?

I traveled through time from the 21st century, and ended up having to fight in the blind date arena. This is truly a "weird case" in the world of time travel.

The content of the letter was concise and clear. The son of Duke Dingguo returned to Beijing to report on his work, and his family was thinking of finding a marriage for him.

Hearing that the daughter of the Yang family was extremely intelligent and had excellent medical skills, he wanted the two to meet and get to know each other.

I was instantly filled with mixed emotions. He was actually attracted to me because of my "medical skills"? This was too much of a "professional blind date"!

Yang Shiqi saw that I was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Tong'er, don't be too embarrassed this time. It's just a meeting. If you don't want to, Dad won't force you."

I smiled helplessly: "Dad, if you say that, how can I not go? We have to give face to the Dingguo family."

Yang Shiqi nodded, his face showing some relief: "That's good, the son of Duke Dingguo will come to visit the Yang Mansion tomorrow, you should make good preparations."

I sighed silently in my heart: It seems that I can't escape this time.

The next morning, I was tortured to death by several maids.

Although I repeatedly told them that I just wanted to dress simply, they simply didn't listen to me and insisted on dressing me up gorgeously, as if I was going to a palace banquet.

"Miss, you are going to meet the son of Duke Dingguo this time, how can you be so casual?" Xiao Cui said excitedly while helping me straighten my sleeves.

I looked at myself in the mirror helplessly, silently complaining in my heart: This is just a meeting, not a concubine selection. Besides, I don’t even know what the Duke Dingguo’s son looks like. What if he is a weirdo?

After I was dressed, I was taken to the front hall.

Yang Shiqi had already sat in the main seat with a serious expression, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to this meeting.

"Dad, am I okay like this?" I walked over and asked.

Yang Shiqi looked me up and down and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

I was about to say something else when I heard a voice from outside announcing, "The young master of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion has arrived!"

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I prayed silently in my heart: Please, don’t be a weirdo, please don’t be a weirdo!

Soon, a young man in a green robe walked in.

He has a slender figure, a handsome face, and a refined demeanor.

He seems to be a gentleman.

"Sir Yang, I've heard a lot about you." As soon as he entered the door, he bowed to Yang Shiqi with a humble and polite attitude.

Yang Shiqi smiled and returned the greeting: "Duke Dingguo, I have long heard of your great name. Seeing you today, I can see that you are indeed a young talent."

This boy is quite good at talking. I looked at him in my heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least from the outside, it's not weird.

"Ms. Yang." He turned to look at me, smiled slightly, and there was a hint of curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.

"Young Master Dingguo." I smiled back politely, but I was wondering in my heart if this guy was also secretly observing me?

"I've heard that Miss Yang is an excellent doctor. I'm lucky enough to meet her today. It's definitely worth the trip." He said with a smile, his tone gentle and elegant.

I was speechless: He really came here for my "professional skills"!

Were blind dates among wealthy families in ancient times so "professional"?

"Sir, you are too kind. These are just some minor skills, not worth mentioning."

I smiled modestly, but in my heart I was thinking about how to end this meeting quickly.

However, what he said next surprised me a little.

"Miss Yang, could you please advise me on some medical matters? I've been experiencing chest tightness lately and haven't been able to find a good remedy. I'd like to ask Miss Yang for advice."

I was stunned for a moment. What? Meeting for a blind date and seeing a doctor at the same time? That's too "professional"!

However, since he was talking about serious matters, I had no choice but to nod and say, "You're welcome, sir. If you need anything, I will naturally do my best to help you."

He smiled slightly: "In that case, thank you very much, Miss Yang."

Next, he actually began to describe his symptoms in detail.

I felt deeply moved when I heard this: this ancient blind date routine is really unique, it can even be turned into a "medical consultation meeting".

However, after the diagnosis, I found that his problem was not serious. It was just that he was busy with daily affairs and overworked, which led to physical weakness.

So, I quickly prescribed him a prescription for conditioning.

He took the prescription, his expression showing a bit of joy: "Miss Yang's medical skills are indeed superb. I admire her."

I smiled, but was thinking in my heart: Is it time for this meeting to end?

Finally, after seeing off Duke Dingguo, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this meeting did not have the legendary "weird scenes", it was enough to make me nervous.

Back in my room, as I changed out of my "guest attire," I sighed to myself, "I've traveled back to ancient times and now I have to face this kind of 'professional blind date'. As expected, the journey through time is full of surprises!"

Having said that, for some reason, the smile on Duke Dingguo's face when he left always made me feel that it was meaningful.

However, let’s talk about these things later. After all, today’s “blind date” is enough for me to digest for a while.