By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

Should I let my nephew live a little longer before dying, or should I take a gamble and trust this doctor?

Yin Tingyan hesitated for only a few seconds before he said in a deep voice, "All of you go out and don't disturb him from treating Yin Qing."

Yin Tingyan decided to trust Tang Qiansui.

He may not trust anyone, but he is willing to trust the girl he loves.

"Since Sui Sui is so determined about this person, then I will trust Sui Sui."

Tang Qiansui held Yin Tingyan's hand and stood with him beside Yin Qing's bed.

The medical expert diagnosed Yin Qing's pulse so quickly that Yin Tingyan couldn't help but feel shaken.

It felt like he had only been touching it for a blink of an eye when he started rummaging through the drawers and took out a small bottle from the medicine box. The bottle seemed to be rusty.

Yin Tingyan kept his lips tightly pursed throughout the whole process. Although he felt uneasy, he did not speak to stop it.

Tang Qiansui knew Yin Tingyan was anxious and asked, "What did you sneer at Yin Qing?"

The Master of Medicine was very gentle, even loving, towards Tang Qiansui.

"Hexin Pills."

These three words made Yin Tingyan's pupils shrink and expand like an earthquake.

Heart-tonifying pills.

This name is so impressive, but can the effect really live up to the name?

Tang Qiansui was also very nervous: "Heart-tonifying pills, isn't that what I understand?"

"That's what I mean, of course."

The medical expert seemed very relaxed as he fed the medicine to Yin Qing. No one knew how he did it, but he made the dying Yin Qing swallow it.

Yin Tingyan, who was about to help: "..."

"He's a great doctor."

Tang Qiansui was also surprised: "You just fed it like that? Shouldn't it be very strenuous and difficult to feed it mouth to mouth?"

Isn’t that how it’s played out on TV?

The Medical Master showed disdain: "Which good doctor would feed medicine like that? I have a special technique. I can even feed it to a dead person."

That's professionalism.

Tang Qiansui was convinced.

Yin Tingyan, however, kept clutching the Heart-Nourishing Pills and asked, "Can your Heart-Nourishing Pills make up for the deficiency of the heart?"

The Xinglin Saint's attitude immediately changed, and he said indifferently, "Yes."

Then he kept silent.

"I'm old now, I can play the grandson all day to entertain my young master, but that doesn't include a fickle prince like you."

"Damn it! I came to your house to treat you, and you refused. You didn't cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You're blind to gold and jade."

"If it weren't for my young master, you wouldn't have met a miracle doctor like me in a hundred years, um, a super miracle doctor."

Tang Qiansui almost laughed out loud, but thinking that the occasion was not right, she quickly lowered her head.

Her miracle doctor is a little bit arrogant. He still remembers the grudge that Yin Tingyan turned him away.

Yin Tingyan did not show any displeasure at this. Of course, his expression had already become as gloomy as it could be.

"How much can be compensated? Yin Qing's case is very special. She was born with a defect. The imperial physician said..."

The genius doctor interrupted him impatiently: "Your doctors are all idiots. They have always been conservative in their treatment and have never tried their best."

"If I had seen this child's heart earlier, it would have been healed eight hundred years ago. How could it have been delayed like this?"

Yin Tingyan's pupils constricted and his breathing became rapid. "What did you say?! You can cure Yin Qing? There's something wrong with his heart."

Don't brag, he will really believe it.

Yin Tingyan really wanted Yin Qing to get better. The child had suffered so much. She was such a young child and still wet the bed. She had to drink a lot of medicine and take countless pills every day.

This child did not grow up to be bad or rebellious, but is so well-behaved and smart. Yin Tingyan is so grateful.

The Master of Medicine didn't want to pay any attention to Yin Tingyan. He was not worried at all about Yin Tingyan's anxiety and seemed to be indifferent.

Tang Qiansui coughed lightly and said, "My good doctor, please tell me quickly, can you really cure Yin Qing?"

"Let's not talk about the past. Didn't Yin Qing not meet you before? Let's talk about the present. Can it be cured now?"

After thinking about it, I felt that I shouldn’t be too confident and should always leave a way out for my people.

Tang Qiansui said quickly, "Even if we can cure it so that Yin Qing can be stronger and less prone to complications, it would be fine. It would be best if we can extend her life a little bit."

The Xinglin Saint immediately said, "Young Master, you look down on me too much."

He radiated confidence: "As for this child's problem, it's not a problem at all. If he takes one of my heart-tonifying pills a day for a full year, I guarantee he'll be cured."

Yin Tingyan was already numb; he had never heard such words before.

No one dares to say such arrogant words.

Yin Qing's condition was so bad that she was in a half-dead state, struggling to survive.

Yin Tingyan used every trick in the book and gave Yin Qing all the good stuff he could get, and only then did he manage to give the child a glimmer of hope.

Just as he said, he had been prepared to lose the child at any time for all these years.

Suddenly one day someone told him that he would recover in one year. To Yin Tingyan, this was nonsense.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe it, but that he doesn't dare to believe it.

Yin Qing's heart, in the words of the imperial physician, had long been riddled with holes.

How can it be cured?

It's just a one-year pill.

Tang Qiansui was a little hesitant: "I say, don't be so arrogant and don't talk big."

"Yin Qing is the regent's sweetheart. If you say that, I can't save you if you can't be cured."

Tang Qiansui is a super talent left to her by her old mother, and she wants to keep her, but she must not let Yin Tingyan kill her in anger.

The Apricot Forest Master said confidently, "Young Master, why don't you trust me? Have you forgotten that Uncle Jiang used to have a bad heart and was dying all day long, and I cured him?"

Tang Qiansui was stunned.

She didn't know that the original owner's memory was incomplete, and she had to pick up scraps and piece them together to cope with this broken life.

How could she know that Uncle Jiang had also had a heart disease?

Xinglin Saint Hand took one look and said, "It's not your fault that you forgot. You were young back then and didn't interact with us that often. It's normal that you don't remember."

"But look at Uncle Jiang now. Isn't he still strong and healthy? You must have seen him working that day, right? Can someone with heart disease work as hard as a fool?"

Tang Qiansui was extremely surprised: "Yes, yes, I told Uncle Jiang to stop working because he's old, but he said it's okay and he has plenty of energy."

"I didn't realize at the time that he had a bad heart."

The Apricot Forest Saint proudly put his hands behind his back and said, "So, I can cure Uncle Jiang's decades-old illness. This child is only a few years old, so there's no problem at all."

Is this the confidence of a professional boss?

What seems like a mountain to others is nothing but child’s play to the people on the mountain.

It's just like a mountain I admire.

Yin Tingyan's eyes lit up: "As long as you can cure Yin Qing, I will definitely reward you handsomely."