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

Master Jia hesitated upon hearing Li Muxia's words. He thought that if the two of them could cure his daughter's illness, then given his family's wealth and his daughter's appearance, he wouldn't have to worry about finding a good son-in-law in the future.

However, looking at the two men below, they were both very young. The illness that I had consulted so many doctors to cure had not been cured. Could these two young men, who hadn't even grown their hair yet, be cured?

However, he quickly came to a conclusion: he could first have the two men treated, and if they couldn't be cured, he could let the man who caught the embroidered ball continue to marry his daughter. At that point, they would have nothing to say.

Despite his thoughts, he still genuinely wanted to cure his daughter's illness and immediately asked, "Are you really confident you can cure my daughter's illness?"

Seeing that Master Jia had relented, Li Muxia quickly said, "Master Jia, my senior brother and I are both medical students. Although Miss Jia's illness is difficult to treat, I am confident that I can cure it. I believe you have already consulted many doctors. Why not trust us this time?"

After thinking it over and looking at the people around him, Master Jia finally compromised, but he still wanted to make sure everything was in order.

"Alright, if you two can truly cure my daughter's illness, then I will let you leave, and today's events will be considered as if they never happened. From now on, we will have no further connection in our marriages."

He glanced at Li Muxia again and said sternly, "However, if you two fail to cure my daughter, then he—" he pointed at Shangguan Jingye, "must divorce his wife, marry my daughter, and become a son-in-law of the Jia family."

Upon hearing the idea of ​​marrying into the family, Shangguan Jingye became cautious and asked in a low voice, "Mu Xia, are you really sure?"

Li Muxia glanced at Shangguan Jingye, then looked confidently at Master Jia and said loudly, "Alright, it's a deal. Everyone present can be a witness."

Shangguan Jingye looked at Li Muxia with a wronged expression. His life's most important matter had been used as a gamble by Li Muxia.

Seeing Li Muxia's confident demeanor, Master Jia suddenly began to believe in the two of them, thinking that they might actually be able to cure his daughter's illness.

Just to be on the safe side, he added, "However, during the treatment, the two of you must stay at the Jia residence until my daughter's illness is cured before you can leave."

Li Muxia frowned, but finally agreed.

Master Jia did not give Li Muxia and the others a chance to go back and pack their luggage. He directly had them taken to the Jia Mansion and arranged for them to stay.

Before being taken away, Li Muxia asked Dongfang Jincheng to pass on a message to his master, telling him what had happened that day and that he shouldn't worry. He told his master to continue his journey if they hadn't returned in five days, and that they would come looking for him.

Dongfang Jincheng had been watching Li Muxia closely and was also drawn to his composure in the face of danger.

After learning about this, Bai Qingshi was not too worried. He knew that Li Muxia would not fight a battle he was not sure of winning, so he did not go to the Jia family to help and focused on researching distillation and surgical techniques.

Dongfang Jincheng instructed Zhu Feng to secretly protect Li Muxia and the other person, and then went to take care of his own business with peace of mind.

Li Muxia and Shangguan Jingye had already examined Miss Jia, and just as she suspected, it was lupus. She had seen Miss Jia on the second floor with her face covered before; although she was masked, the skin around her eyes was already lesioned, looking like psoriasis.

Li Muxia had encountered patients with lupus erythematosus in modern times. Laser treatment was ineffective at the time, but they were ultimately cured through traditional Chinese medicine. Li Muxia even went to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to inquire about treatment methods, which were now proving useful.

Master Jia looked at the prescription in his hand. It was all made up of common herbs. Could it really cure the disease?

Thinking this through, he asked, "Dr. Xia, is this really going to work? Do we not need ginseng, lingzhi, or other herbs?"

Seeing the suspicious look in Jia Yuanwai's eyes, Li Muxia understood what he meant and said with a smile, "Not all illnesses require expensive medicinal herbs to cure. If the medicine is not right for the illness, it will only harm the patient."

After saying that, he glanced at the prescription in Master Jia's hand and said, "Don't underestimate those common herbs. They are a good prescription for treating Miss Jia's serious illness."

Master Jia understood these principles. He wasn't a doctor, and matters of treatment should be handled by a doctor. He smiled and bid farewell to the two men. As soon as he left, he told his servant to take the prescription to Ji Ren Tang pharmacy to get the medicine. He specifically instructed the servant to ask Doctor Wang at Ji Ren Tang if there were any problems with the prescription. This Doctor Wang was the best doctor in the surrounding area. Only with his approval would he dare to give the medicine to his precious daughter.

When Dr. Wang received the prescription, he was somewhat skeptical. He had seen Miss Jia's illness before and had prescribed several remedies, but no matter what remedy was used, it would have some effect at first, but it would quickly relapse, and the condition would only get worse.

Looking at the prescription in his hand, he saw that the herbs were all common, with not a single precious one. Several of the herbs were indeed the same as those in his original prescription, only in larger quantities. Could this really be effective?

However, he did not give a negative answer. After all, there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. Regardless of whether this prescription can cure Miss Jia's illness, it can at least provide some relief.

He nodded to the servant, but didn't rule out the possibility of anything: "There's nothing wrong with this prescription. It should be able to alleviate Miss Jia's condition. You can let Miss Jia take a few doses first and see how it works."

The servant, having received Doctor Wang's reply, happily took the prepared medicinal herbs and went back to report.

Hearing the servant's reply, Master Jia was relieved and gave his daughter the medicine as instructed by Li Muxia. Li Muxia would come every day to apply the ointment to Miss Jia.

Miss Jia initially refused, after all, he was a woman, and the affected area was not only on his face, but also on his back.

Li Muxia also considered that since he was dressed as a woman, it was inconvenient to expose himself now, so he handed over the task of applying the ointment to Miss Jia's maid, and he was happy to be free.

Aside from checking on Miss Jia's condition every day, Li Muxia and Shangguan Jingye lived a fairly comfortable life. Apart from not allowing them to leave the mansion, Master Jia did not restrict their activities.

Every night, Dongfang Jincheng would come to the Jia residence to check on Li Muxia and make sure they were alright before leaving. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but ever since that day he kissed Li Muxia, that image kept appearing in his mind and he couldn't shake it off.

He felt like he was being scratched by a cat, and he couldn't help but want to see Li Muxia. So he did it.

That evening, he came to Li Muxia's room again and looked through the window at Li Muxia, who was reading a book.

It's early autumn, and the weather isn't very cold yet, so Li Muxia is only wearing her undergarments.

He stared intently at the medical book in his hand, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling. Every expression of his captivated Dongfang Jincheng. Sometimes, when he saw Li Muxia smile, he would also smile.

Zhu Feng, standing beside him, looked at his master with an expression as if he were an idiot, but at the same time, he was also somewhat gratified. His master had finally come to his senses and was experiencing the first stirrings of love.

It seems their royal palace is about to have a mistress.