The Rise of a General's Daughter-in-Law Doctor

The cyclamen restaurant was bustling with activity. After Manager Wang finished explaining the membership system, everyone sighed and began to whisper among themselves.

However, soon after, the waiter struck the gong again and shouted, "The Dharma assembly begins!"

The scene fell silent for a moment.

On the second-floor balcony, Master Huizhi appeared, and everyone looked up at him with reverence.

The waiters from Cyclamen Restaurant also brought out small stools, which Li Muxia had commissioned a carpenter to make three days ago, just in preparation for today's Dharma assembly. Each person outside the gate received a small stool, expressing their gratitude for Cyclamen Restaurant's thoughtfulness.

At this time, Prince Rui and his group also arrived. As the representatives of the cyclamen restaurant, they were naturally arranged to sit in a private room on the second floor to listen to Master Huizhi preach up close.

The area around Cyclamen is bustling with activity, but the Prime Minister's residence is even more lively.

Since returning from Lingshan Temple, Feng Xiao has been experiencing unbearable itching all over her body, but there are no visible symptoms. Several doctors have been consulted, but none of them have been able to diagnose the cause of her illness.

He'd been suffering from this itch for two days; many parts of his body were scratched raw, but he just couldn't find relief.

"Mother, when will the Immortal Physician return? I really can't stand the itching anymore," Feng Xiao said painfully, scratching her body.

Seeing her son in such distress, Wei Xueying said with heartache, "The Immortal Physician said he was going back to his sect to get herbs and would be back in ten days. Only five or six days have passed, so it will be at least three or four more days before he returns. Xiao'er, hang in there a little longer."

“How can I keep going? I’m living a life worse than death every day. If this itching continues, my son might as well just kill himself to avoid this suffering.”

Fearing that Feng Xiao might do something rash, Wei Xueying yelled at the doctors below, "You bunch of quacks! It's been so long and you still haven't figured out what's wrong with my son. What use are you? Keeping you around is just harming the people."

Upon hearing this, the doctor below quickly begged for mercy: "Madam, spare my life! Young Master Feng is indeed not sick."

“If he doesn’t have any illness, then why is my son so incredibly itchy all over?” Wei Xueying said angrily.

The doctors exchanged glances, and then one of them said, "Madam, the young master has no lesions on his body; perhaps he has been poisoned."

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in Wei Xueying's eyes.

Poisoning? How could she not have thought of that?

He opened his mouth and said, "These bastards!"

The doctor didn't know who the "bitch" she was referring to was, but he understood that it was none other than the scheming women in the inner quarters.

Clearly, the women in the Prime Minister's residence were unfairly blamed for this, but Li Muxia didn't care.

After thinking it through, Wei Xueying said to the doctors below, "Since it's poisoning, do you have any way to detoxify?"

The doctors looked at each other, their faces showing a troubled expression.

One of the doctors said, "Madam, we are all of limited knowledge and have no expertise in poisons, so..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knows what he said next.

“However, there is nothing wrong with your pulse, young master. It seems that the person who poisoned you did not intend to kill you. This poison looks more like…” He paused here.

Wei Xueying asked, "More like what?"

The old doctor said with some difficulty, "It's more like a poison that's meant to torment people."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xueying's expression turned extremely unpleasant.

The old doctor continued, "Therefore, Madam, you can find a poison doctor to examine the young master."

After listening to the old doctor's advice, Wei Xueying knew in her heart that she couldn't count on these doctors. However, few of the famous doctors in the capital were skilled in both medicine and poison. Could it be that Xiao'er's poison could only be cured after the Immortal Physician returned?

After sending the doctors away, Feng Xiao was still rolling around on the ground, itching unbearably. He hadn't slept for two days and two nights and was now completely exhausted. But the itch forced him to keep scratching. At this moment, he really wanted to faint so he wouldn't feel the itch anymore.

When Feng Jingxin came in, she saw her older brother looking utterly hopeless. She hadn't been idle these past two days, and thankfully, her hard work paid off; she finally found a solution.

"Mother, elder brother, Xin'er has found a way to relieve your itching."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xueying hurriedly asked, "What method?"

Feng Jingxin: "Soak in salt water."

"Soak in salt water? Will that work?" Wei Xueying asked uncertainly, thinking about how the wound would feel after coming into contact with salt water.

Feng Xiao said without hesitation, "Mother, prepare salt water. Whether it works or not, we'll know once we try."

After an incense stick's time, Feng Xiao finally soaked in the salt water. The stinging sensation from the scratched skin upon contact with the salt water made Feng Xiao, who was tormented by itching, let out a soft sigh of comfort.

The stinging sensation relieved the itching. Although the pain in his skin was clearly felt throughout Feng Xiao's body, compared to the itching, this pain was simply a pleasure.

Finally, Fengxiao, who hadn't slept for two days, fell asleep in the salt water.

After the maid came out, Wei Xueying and Feng Jingxin asked anxiously, "How is the young master?"

The maid happily reported, "Madam, Miss, this method worked. The young master is already asleep."

Upon hearing this, both of them smiled happily. Finally, it worked! Now they just had to wait for the physician to return and detoxify them.

And so, Feng Xiao soaked in the salt water for another day. Fortunately, the salt water concentration wasn't too high, and he didn't stay in it the whole time. He would usually soak for an hour, then come out for a while, and when the itching became unbearable, he would soak for another hour. He persisted like this for a whole day. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a living person now.

When Feng Xiao emerged from the salt water again, the itching on his body had disappeared, and he once thought that he had been detoxified by the salt water by accident.

Little did she know, the poison Li Muxia had given him only lasted for three days. Once that time was up, the poison would naturally wear off.

Meanwhile, at the cyclamen restaurant, the waiter was already extremely busy.

The popularity of hot pot has exceeded their expectations. The hot pot they prepared today is far from enough. There are even hundreds of people who want to become members. Hot pot reservations are already booked until next month.

Seeing how popular her hot pot restaurant was, Li Muxia was very happy. Based on the current profitability, her plan could be implemented soon.

However, she also understood that the current situation was just because people were still interested in hot pot. People couldn't eat hot pot every day, so she wrote down modern recipes early on and introduced a few new dishes every month to keep things fresh for customers.