In a year of natural disasters, the young woman had billions of resources to build a paradise.

The bluestone floor isn't particularly expensive, but it's still much better than what most people live in.

It would be quite nice to store it up and use it to build a house or something.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Mianmian gave up.

It's more troublesome to pry up the ground, and this thing won't get damaged by soaking, so I'll pass.

The next store didn't have anything particularly good either; it mostly had large items and cheap trinkets, which Jiang Mianmian didn't mind and put into the warehouse.

After collecting payments from five households, it was already dawn, and the rain was gradually subsiding.

Jiang Mianmian took the opportunity to return to Ruyi Tower and asked for hot water to wash up.

I slept until dark, then got up, made myself a bowl of instant noodles, ate them, dressed neatly, and left Ruyi Tower.

After visiting the third house, I finally saw the plaque of the Ye family mansion at the end of the alley.

In Rongguo, ordinary families could only hang signs at their doors with names like "House" or "Duke," or auspicious phrases such as "The first house is blessed with auspicious purple clouds from the east."

Only families that had reached a certain social status could hang a plaque with the word "府" (fu, meaning mansion).

Unfortunately, she knew very little about these things in her previous life and did not know just how powerful the Ye family had become.

But it doesn't matter. In this apocalyptic world, survival is the priority.

She skillfully climbed over the wall and went inside. Looking at the yard full of precious flowers and plants, she felt a pang of heartache.

Azaleas, Magnolia denudata, and Malus halliana... all were battered and broken by the rain!

Jiang Mianmian jogged over, first collecting all the potted flowers, then taking out a shovel and starting to dig.

To save time, only dig up those that can be saved!

After digging up the flowers and plants and entering the house, I was startled for a moment.

The Ye family is indeed very wealthy and powerful. Even knowing that the county town would be flooded, they still left so many things behind!

That's more than all the other households combined!

Moreover, all the furniture is made of chicken wing wood, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

Collect, collect, collect!

These absolutely must not be soaked in water; it would be a terrible waste!

Surprisingly, there were still quite a few things in the Ye family's kitchen and storeroom.

Various kinds of rice, flour, and dried goods, such as dried black fungus, dried white fungus, dried small fish, jujubes, goji berries, snow lotus seeds, dried scallops, shark fins, and sea cucumbers.

There are also many preserved chicken, duck, and pork, dried vegetables, salted vegetables, salted duck eggs, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and various dried spices.

Jiang Mianmian accepted everything without hesitation, and she certainly didn't let go of things like boilers, kitchen utensils, and cabinets.

The warehouse was filled with large items, such as a huge red coral that was as tall as a person and was incredibly beautiful.

There was also a large box of luminous pearls, which, when placed in the cave, provided a softer illumination than lamps.

An embroidered screen larger than a door, various porcelain ornaments, calligraphy and paintings, jade, silk and fur, and even dozens of jars of fine wine!

These were all easy to put away, and Jiang Mianmian quickly moved them.

Not a single room or courtyard was spared.

They also found loose silver coins left behind in many bedrooms!

She didn't bother counting; she stuffed everything into the warehouse and continued to plunder—no, rescue.

At the same time, at Ye Family Village.

Wei San drove the carriage straight into the backyard, shouting, "Doctor Cheng is back! Make way!"

The maids and servants quickly made way and hurried back to report, "Doctor Cheng is back!"

The carriage stopped, and a young man jumped down. "How is the old lady now?"

Granny Zhao rushed out and dragged the person into the inner room, exclaiming, "Still unconscious!"

Several young women were sobbing inside the house.

Cheng Nian angrily rebuked, "The room is already gloomy and damp from the rain, and the old lady is ill again. Why are all the young ladies crammed into the room?"

“We, we are just concerned about our grandmother.”

One of them made a weak opening.

Madam Ye, who had rushed over, heard this and immediately started scolding, "When did it become your business to concern your brother's affairs? You dare to cause trouble in front of your grandmother? If you make her sick, the three of you won't be able to pay for it with your lives! Get yourselves to the ancestral hall and kneel down right now!"

The three dared not speak again and quickly left with their heads down.

Stepping out of the room, Granny Zhao could still vaguely hear things like "brothel girl," "vixen," and "uninterested in studies."

She sighed, unable to help but think of Jiang Mianmian.

They are clearly the same age, yet worlds apart. I wonder if she has settled down yet.

Do they have enough food, drink, and clothing? Is their lodging leaky? They didn't just find a cave to hide in, did they?

Cheng Nian heard their murmurs and felt even more annoyed.

He was the family doctor of the Ye family, but it had been agreed beforehand that he would have two months of annual leave each year.

This would allow him to travel and gain experience in medicine, while also maintaining a balance between work and leisure. Otherwise, who could stand being cooped up at the Ye family home every day?

Before leaving, he made sure to take care of everyone's health and left behind medicinal meals, prescriptions, and even prepared medicines!

But there are still three days of vacation left to rest, a full three days!

Wei San dragged him back!

Cheng Nian was furious, but he didn't dare say anything.

He could only silently take the old lady's pulse, asking, "Did you not take the medicine I prescribed properly?"

Madam Ye hesitated, "You've only been gone for five days, and the epilepsy-stabilizing pills have already been lost by the little maid."

Five bottles? They're all lost??

Cheng Nian said in disbelief, "Wait, even without taking medicine, I took such good care of the old lady before, it shouldn't have ruined her health to this extent, right?"

Granny Zhao gave a heavy snort.

"Alright, didn't they say that Doctor Liu in the city can also make epilepsy-relieving pills?"

Cheng Nian silently swallowed one question, and then asked another that she shouldn't have.

"...It's lost too, and the new one hasn't been made yet." Madam Ye's eyes darted away.

"...&*％￥!"

Cheng Nian: I have something to say from the bottom of my heart, but I don't know if I should say it or not.

Then he swallowed it silently once again.

Since Madam Ye is now in charge, no matter how poorly she manages things, he can't say anything. He just needs to do his job as a doctor.

Even if the Ye family is very wealthy, it can't withstand such squandering. Their glory will only last for a few days.

He took out silver needles. "Did you perform any emergency treatment on the old lady? Her pulse is still relatively stable."

"I was fortunate to be saved by a female doctor before. I learned her first aid methods. This morning when the old lady fell ill, I pressed her acupoints. Although the old lady calmed down, she did not wake up."

Granny Zhao was glad that she had observed things carefully and had pestered Doctor Liu to discuss and practice for a long time.

Otherwise, I really don't know if the old lady would have survived this ordeal!

Cheng Nian nodded slightly. "Which acupoints?"

"Here, there is also..."

Granny Zhao pointed them out one by one.

"I see. Perhaps the intensity was a bit lacking, but it was indeed very effective."

Cheng Nian exclaimed in surprise, "Which clinic's female doctor is so skilled?"

He asked questions while performing acupuncture on the old lady.

Granny Zhao then recounted what had happened at the city gate that day.

"Was she a girl who grew up in a brothel?"

Cheng Nian frowned, and the slight interest that had just arisen vanished instantly.

What good person could a courtesan be? It was just a coincidence that she saved the old lady.