The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

"Who's knocking on the door?" The night was too dark, the rain too heavy, and the dim light of the oil lamp made it impossible for Fang Qingyou to see who was outside the door, so she could only ask.

"It's me, it's me! Fang girl, open the door quickly!"

Fang Qingyou was somewhat surprised; why did that voice sound so much like someone else's?

Therefore, Fang Qingyou raised the oil lamp a little higher and shone it on the man's face.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyou's expression turned cold, because the person who came was indeed Zhang the Matchmaker.

Fang Qingyou was about to ask Zhang the matchmaker what she wanted to do in the middle of the night. Only a few days had passed, and she had already forgotten what happened at the entrance of Nanguan County. Had she become so bold again?

However, before Fang Qingyou could ask anything, she heard Zhang the matchmaker shout anxiously, "Fang girl, help! My grandson suddenly has a high fever in the middle of the night, please come with me to take a look."

Matchmaker Zhang was so anxious she wanted to crawl through the door, but Fang Qingyou didn't budge an inch.

Yes, Fang Qingyou didn't believe Zhang the matchmaker at all.

What if she really leaves with Zhang the matchmaker and then takes her away again?

In terms of strength, how could she possibly compete with Zhang the matchmaker, not to mention that Zhang the matchmaker might have already gathered a large group of people?

Seeing that Fang Qingyou was not moving, Zhang the matchmaker hurriedly reached out and grabbed her: "Fang girl, saving lives is the priority, come with me quickly!"

At this moment, Fang Qingyou took a step back, dodging Zhang the matchmaker's hand: "Zhang the matchmaker, go back, I won't go with you!"

With that, Fang Qingyou turned to leave.

At this moment, Zhang the matchmaker became even more anxious, gripping the door tightly and trying to climb over it with her plump body.

"Fang girl, don't go! It's really a matter of life and death. Fang girl, Fang girl..."

"Since Xiaoyou doesn't want to go with you, you should leave as soon as possible." At this moment, a warning voice came from above Zhang the matchmaker's head.

The matchmaker wiped the rain off her face before finally seeing Yi Lingyun's handsome yet cold face.

Yi Lingyun didn't know why Fang Qingyou disliked Zhang the matchmaker so much, even though he had only known her for one day and already disliked her.

Guessing that Yi Lingyun was the same Yi Shaoxia from Fang Qingyou's family, and having heard that he was kind and innocent, Zhang the matchmaker immediately pleaded with him: "Young Master Yi, please persuade Fang's daughter to save my grandson!"

Yi Lingyun frowned slightly.

At this moment, Fang Qingyou turned around and pulled Yi Lingyun back, saying, "Young Master Yi, even if you believe in ghosts, don't believe Zhang the Matchmaker's words!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang the matchmaker suddenly burst into tears: "Fang girl, please believe me, my grandson is really sick, please save him."

No matter how heartbroken Zhang the matchmaker was, Fang Qingyou said without turning her head, "Matchmaker Zhang, I'm not the only doctor in the village. If your grandson is really sick, you can find someone else to treat him."

As they spoke, Fang Qingyou and Yi Lingyun had already walked quite a distance.

Seeing that Fang Qingyou didn't believe her and that she was about to leave, Zhang the matchmaker stopped calling her and, with all her might, stuck out her buttocks and huffed and puffed as she climbed up the door, thinking that she would drag Fang Qingyou to her house no matter what.

Just then, Zhang the matchmaker climbed over the door, but suddenly a green figure appeared in front of her, staring straight at her. Startled, she let go of her hands and fell off the door.

"Ouch—" Zhang the matchmaker cried out in pain.

Green Field glared coldly at Matchmaker Zhang: "Matchmaker Zhang, get out of here right now, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

As Green Field spoke, he coldly pointed his sword at Zhang the matchmaker with the scabbard, frightening her so much that she dared not move.

At this moment, Green Field glanced at Zhang the matchmaker and turned to leave.

Zhang, the matchmaker, sat on the ground, the rain hitting her face, cool and making her feel cold inside.

This time, Zhang the matchmaker wasn't lying. It was true that her grandson suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night, which was why she shamelessly came to find Fang Qingyou.

However, Zhang the matchmaker didn't just ask Fang Qingyou alone. Her husband, sister-in-law, and son all went to find doctors. Once all the doctors were invited, they would see who could cure their grandson and let them do it.

Finding more doctors means having more insurance.

In fact, Zhang the matchmaker did not believe in Fang Qingyou's medical skills; she only wanted to have her take a look because she heard from the villagers that Fang Qingyou was a good doctor.

Matchmaker Zhang had expected Fang Qingyou to hate her, but she never imagined the hatred would reach such a level.

She had heard that Fang Qingyou treated some people in the village for free, and didn't mind how dirty or smelly the patients were. So why was she unwilling to treat her grandson?

Thinking of her grandson's frightening symptoms, Matchmaker Zhang gritted her teeth and shouted at Fang Qingyou's retreating figure, "Fang girl, I'm sorry for what I did to you before. I don't blame you for hating me, but please save my grandson! Fang girl, I apologize to you here. I really didn't mean to hurt you. I was forced into this situation. I hope you won't blame me..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyou suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She naturally knew that Zhang the matchmaker was acting on someone's orders. She had originally planned to find out the truth herself, but she didn't expect Zhang the matchmaker to bring up these things on her own.

If that's the case, she will definitely seize the opportunity.

Yi Lingyun then understood that Zhang the matchmaker had harmed Fang Qingyou, which was why she hated Zhang the matchmaker so much.

The fact that Matchmaker Zhang brought up these things suggests that her grandson is indeed sick.

Therefore, Fang Qingyou immediately turned around and asked, "Matchmaker Zhang, is your grandson really sick?"

Matchmaker Zhang quickly said, "She is indeed sick. She has a high fever and her whole body is as red as a persimmon. Fang girl, come with me to take a look."

"Wait for me a moment, I'll grab the first-aid kit and we'll go together." Fang Qingyou said, and quickly walked into the room.

"Okay, okay," Zhang the matchmaker replied, but she kept glancing towards Fang Qingyou's room, afraid that Fang Qingyou wouldn't go with her.

Fang Qingyou quickly finished getting ready and found that Yi Lingyun was already waiting for her.

"Xiaoyou, I'll go with you."

Green Field silently moved to stand next to Yi Lingyun: "Miss Fang, I'm here too."

"Okay." Fang Qingyou did not refuse. Who knew if Zhang the matchmaker would play any dirty tricks? As long as Yi Lingyun was there, even if she hired hundreds of helpers, they couldn't do anything to her.

"Fang girl, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Seeing this, Zhang the matchmaker was so anxious that she tried to pull Fang Qingyou forward.

Fang Qingyou withdrew her hand, her voice cold: "I can walk by myself. You should focus on leading the way."

"Alright." Seeing this, Matchmaker Zhang quickly agreed, and then, like a plump duck, she led the way: "Young lady Fang, this way..."