Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

At noon that day, Meng Yuyu had just finished treating the little prince's cough when she was called to the Yiku Palace by Eunuch Li, who was beside the emperor.

Her heart skipped a beat. She usually took the imperial concubine's pulse during the day, but this time it was suddenly changed to the evening. She felt something was wrong.

But she could not disobey the imperial order, so she could only rush over with the medicine box.

There was incense burning in the Yiku Palace, and the smell was so strong that it was choking.

The imperial concubine leaned on the couch, her face pale. When she saw Meng Yuyu come in, she suddenly covered her face and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, it's her! She deliberately used force when taking my pulse. She must be jealous that I have a dragon seed!"

Emperor Shen Qingyan's face was terribly gloomy, and he stared at Meng Yuyu with a look that was like poison: "I have treated you sisters well, why do you want to harm my own flesh and blood?"

Meng Yuyu's mind buzzed, and she knelt heavily on the blue brick floor: "Your Majesty is very careful! I have always been very careful in taking your pulse. The baby in the Imperial Concubine's belly..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the Imperial Concubine's sharp voice: "How dare you quibble! The imperial doctors have examined the child and they say the child's heartbeat has long been gone!"

The director of the Imperial Hospital standing nearby lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Meng Yuyu suddenly understood - this was a trap that had been set up long ago.

The news of the imperial concubine's pregnancy was very strange when it came out. Now it seems that it was a stillbirth from the beginning, and the purpose was to find a scapegoat.

Before she could explain, several guards rushed in and dragged her out of Yiku Palace.

The cold iron chain locked her wrist, and the last thing Meng Yuyu saw was the imperial concubine's sneer hidden behind the handkerchief.

When the news reached the Imperial Hospital, Meng Qiqi was teaching the new eunuch how to identify herbs.

The moment she heard her sister was thrown into prison, the medicine hoe in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, causing her eyes to turn red with pain, but she refused to let the tears fall - now was not the time to cry.

She stumbled into the cell and saw Meng Yuyu curled up in the corner through the iron bars.

My sister's hair was disheveled, and there were red marks on her face from being slapped. Her once clean white clothes were covered in mud stains.

"Sister!" Meng Qiqi threw herself on the railing, her voice changing tone, "How could they do this?"

Meng Yuyu forced herself to stand up and walked to the railing: "Don't panic."

Her voice was hoarse. "The Imperial Concubine was carrying a stillborn baby. She must have framed me because she was afraid the truth would be exposed. Go find Prince Yu right now..."

Before she could finish her words, the jailer rushed over with a whip: "Don't talk!" The whip hit Meng Yuyu on the back, and blood oozed out instantly.

Meng Qiqi was so anxious that she reached out to grab the iron railings. She felt no pain even when the sharp rust spikes pierced her flesh. "Why are you hitting me? My sister is innocent!"

When I ran out of the cell, it was already dark.

Meng Qiqi didn't know where she got the strength from, and ran all the way to Prince Yu's Mansion.

The guards at the gate refused to let her in, and she shouted anxiously, "I want to see King Yu! My sister has been framed!"

Shen Qingyu rushed out when he heard the noise. Seeing Meng Qiqi's disheveled clothes and mud on her face, his heart suddenly tightened: "What's going on?"

After hearing what happened, his face instantly turned cold, and he turned around and ran to the palace: "You wait in the palace, I will go to rescue her!"

When Shen Qingyu broke into the imperial study, the emperor was reviewing memorials.

"Royal brother!" He knelt on the ground, "Doctor Meng would never do such a thing! Please investigate thoroughly!"

Shen Qingyan slammed the memorial down and said, "The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to speak for her?"

"When did the Imperial Concubine get the news of her pregnancy?" Shen Qingyu raised his head, his eyes determined. "I sent someone to check. Her personal maid took leave last month and returned to her hometown, saying she was going to collect tonic herbs for her mistress. But there are no herbs in that village that can help with pregnancy!"

This made the emperor frown.

Shen Qingyu struck while the iron was hot: "Also, I have also read the prescription that the Imperial Hospital gave to the imperial concubine.

There are some drugs that counteract each other. Even if the child is fine, he or she will not be able to be saved after taking those drugs!

On the other side, Meng Qiqi was running around anxiously in the palace.

She suddenly remembered her sister saying that the incense in the imperial concubine's palace smelled wrong.

Gritting her teeth, she sneaked back to Yiku Palace under the cover of night.

The Imperial Concubine's Palace was quiet, as most of the palace people had gone to keep watch.

Meng Qiqi found the warehouse where the incense was stored, opened the box and smelled it, and almost vomited - this was not an ordinary calming incense at all, it was mixed with safflower and musk, both of which can cause pregnant women to miscarry!

She put the incense box in her arms and was about to leave when she heard footsteps outside.

When I hid in the closet, I happened to hear two palace maids talking: "Your Highness is in danger this time. If you hadn't found a scapegoat in advance... Hush! Keep your voice down! If someone hears..."

Meng Qiqi clenched her fists, leaving bloody marks on her palms with her nails.

After the palace maid walked away, she hunched over and ran out of the Yiku Palace and headed straight for the imperial study.

In the imperial study, Shen Qingyan was asking someone to summon the director of the Imperial Hospital for questioning.

Meng Qiqi suddenly rushed in and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty! This is the incense we found in Yikun Palace! It's mixed with safflower and musk!"

She pulled out the handkerchief hidden in her bosom, which contained the words she had overheard from the palace maid. "And this, it was said by the palace maid next to the imperial concubine herself!"

Shen Qingyan's face turned pale. He took the incense box, sniffed it, and suddenly slammed the table and stood up: "Come here! Call the imperial concubine!"

The next day, the truth came out and the imperial concubine was deposed and banished to the cold palace.

When Meng Yuyu was released from the cell, she was so thin that she looked unrecognizable.

Meng Qiqi threw herself into her sister's arms, tears finally bursting out: "Sister, I'm so scared..."

Meng Yuyu touched her sister's hair, her voice choked with sobs: "Silly girl, I'm fine now."

She turned to look at Shen Qingyu standing beside her and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness Prince Yu."

Shen Qingyan came to visit in person, his face full of guilt: "I have wronged you. If you want any reward, just ask."

Meng Yuyu shook her head and said, "I only ask that Your Majesty allow us to leave the palace and continue to run the clinic to treat patients and save lives."

The emperor was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Alright. I will build the best hospital for you in the capital."

On the day of leaving the palace, Shen Qingyu was waiting at the palace gate on horseback.

He helped Meng Qiqi onto the carriage and said softly, "I'll go to the clinic to find you after you're settled."

Meng Qiqi blushed and lowered her head, secretly clenching the handkerchief in her hand.

The carriage slowly drove out of the city gate, and the sunlight shone on the two sisters.

The road ahead is still long, but as long as they are together, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Only after leaving the heavy palace gate did the sisters Meng Yuyu and Meng Qiqi dare to breathe deeply.

The August sun made people feel hot, but they felt that the air outside smelled much better than the dizzy spices in the palace.

The emperor did not break his promise and allocated a piece of land to them on Zhuque Street, the busiest street in the capital.

The two-story building with green bricks and gray tiles has a golden signboard of "Huimin Medical Clinic" hanging in front of the door, which looks very impressive.

On the opening day, many common people crowded at the door to watch the excitement. Some recognized the two sisters as female doctors from the palace and kept clamoring to be treated by the "miracle doctors".

Meng Yuyu set up her clinic on the first floor near the window, with commonly used silver needles and medicine jars on the desk.

She treated patients carefully and treated everyone equally, regardless of whether they were high-ranking officials or poor people.

There was a teacher who had been coughing for more than half a year, and none of the famous doctors in the city could cure him. Meng Yuyu prescribed some herbal medicines for moistening the lungs and taught him to drink water soaked with sterculia lychnophora. The teacher recovered in less than half a month.

The news spread like wildfire, and the door of the clinic was almost broken down.

Meng Qiqi hid behind and busied herself with chores.

He would go to the medicine market before dawn to buy medicinal materials, and make sure the dealers did not sell inferior products as good ones; after returning, he would take his apprentices to sort and dry them, and neatly arrange the angelica and astragalus according to their years.

Sometimes when there were many people getting medicine, she would move a small stool and sit behind the counter, counting on her abacus.

After a long time, all the neighbors knew that there was a smart little girl in the clinic who could calculate bills quickly and accurately.

Life is busy and fulfilling.

But there are always some unexpected things happening.

At noon that day, a young man in silk clothes came to the clinic, fanning himself and saying he had a headache.

Just as Meng Yuyu was about to take her pulse, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "I've heard that Doctor Meng is a miracle cure. Could you please have a drink with me?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound. Meng Qiqi appeared out of nowhere, picked up the pestle and slammed it on the table: "If you want to see a doctor, sit still. If you act like a hooligan, go to the government office!"

The young man was so frightened that his face turned pale and he ran away in shame.

After closing the clinic at night, Meng Yuyu rubbed her sister's red wrist and said, "Don't be so reckless next time. You might hurt yourself."

Meng Qiqi stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into her mouth and said vaguely: "My hands are for treating patients, why should he touch them!"

The days passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month and heavy snow fell in the capital.

A small path was swept out in front of the clinic, and the icicles hanging under the eaves were crystal clear.

When the shop was about to close, an old lady in thin clothes came in with a child with a high fever in her arms.

Meng Qiqi quickly welcomed the person in and added some charcoal to the charcoal brazier.

Meng Yuyu examined the patient carefully and said that the child had suffered from wind-cold. She prescribed a medicine to induce sweating and put her own cloak on the child.

The old lady was so moved that she wiped away tears and said that her family really couldn't afford the money. Meng Qiqi waved her hand and said, "First, cure the disease. There's no rush for money."

After this incident, the two sisters decided to set up a big pot in the backyard of the clinic.

Every morning, he would boil several pots of ginger soup and distribute it for free to beggars and poor people on the street.

After the news spread, some enthusiastic neighbors always brought cabbage and radishes and helped add firewood to the fire.

The backyard of the clinic is often filled with warm fragrance mixed with the aroma of medicine, making it the most popular place on the entire street.

Shen Qingyu still comes to visit from time to time.

At first, he rode a tall horse and brought a bunch of rare things, which scared the apprentices in the clinic.

Later, he learned his lesson, changed into coarse clothes, and helped Meng Qiqi carry medicinal herbs to the medicine market.

Once it was raining heavily and he came running, soaked all over, but in his arms he was holding a bag of longans that were tribute from the south, saying that they were for Meng Qiqi's body to nourish her.

Meng Yuyu looked at her sister's red ears and just smiled and shook her head.

Her own life was simple. Apart from seeing patients, she spent her time studying medical books.

Once, measles broke out in the suburbs of the city and many children were infected.

Meng Yuyu took her apprentices to visit patients and prescribe medicine from house to house, and she didn't get enough sleep for half a month.

By the time the epidemic was under control, she had lost a lot of weight, but when she saw the children jumping around, she smiled happier than anyone else.

The clinic's business was getting better and better, so the two sisters opened several branches in the surrounding areas.

Meng Qiqi gradually began to learn how to diagnose illnesses from her sister, from identifying medicinal materials to simple medical consultations, and she learned it very well.

Sometimes Meng Yuyu was too busy to take care of everything, so she would take care of minor ailments such as headaches and fevers.

There was a tofu seller who always liked to joke, "Don't look at this little girl's young age, the medicine she prescribes is more effective than the tofu I make!"

As spring passed and autumn came, the yard of the clinic was filled with herbs transplanted by Meng Yuyu.

In summer, trumpet creepers bloom in profusion, while in winter, the fragrance of wintersweets wafts in the air.

The sisters' days are like the dried mugwort under the eaves, simple yet with a faint fragrance.

Occasionally, they would talk about things in the palace, but it was just idle chat after dinner. All the intrigues and the open and secret attacks had become a distant dream.

Everyone in the neighborhood knows that Huimin Medical Clinic has a pair of good sisters.

One is a skilled doctor with a kind heart; the other is smart and capable, with a kind heart.

The door of the clinic is open every day to welcome patients from all over the world.