After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

The sudden words startled the dark figure, who trembled all over and knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy in a low voice, "Yes, yes, it was me, please spare my life, young lady. I was ordered by the old lady to come to the North Residence for repairs."

The dark figure was Wu Guicheng. After Fang Xiaoran and the others came out of Ci'an Hall, Wu Guicheng was temporarily kept behind by the old lady, probably because she wanted to ask him about the truth.

Wu Guicheng was indeed threatened by Fang Xiaoran, but what he did was real. Fang Xiaoran was not afraid of the old lady's interrogation. Besides, she still held Wu Guicheng's life in her hands, so Wu Guicheng would not dare to lie.

As expected, the old lady failed to get Wu Guicheng to talk, so she simply sent him to the North Residence. When he arrived, he found that Fang Xiaoran and the others had already gone to bed. Feeling uneasy, he thought he should do something practical first, hoping that Fang Xiaoran could help him detoxify.

As soon as he picked up a pile of odds and ends, he suddenly lost his footing and fell forward violently. The odds and ends slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a loud thud, waking Fang Xiaoran up.

"It's you." Fang Xiaoran immediately sheathed her short sword upon hearing the other's voice, and Wu Guicheng breathed a sigh of relief. "I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you, young lady."

"It's alright, find a place to rest, and continue tidying up tomorrow." After saying that, Fang Xiaoran turned around and went back to her room. Ziju and Qinglan, who had just followed her, were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and followed. Just as they were about to ask a question, they heard Fang Xiaoran coldly say, "Go to sleep."

Meanwhile, in Ci'an Hall, just as the old lady fell asleep, Fang Xiaoqi's maid rushed in, demanding an audience. "Madam, something terrible has happened! The young lady... she's dying..."

"What?" The old lady sat up in shock, not even having time to put on her coat, and hurriedly rushed to Fang Xiaoqi's residence.

Fang Xiaoqi's face was so swollen that it had started to fester, and her whole body was much more swollen than before, making her look quite frightening.

"What happened?" The old lady immediately questioned the maids and servants after arriving, feeling that they had not taken good care of Fang Xiaoqi. The maid knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Since, since midnight, the young lady has been vomiting blood. The doctor came and shook his head, saying that there was nothing he could do."

The old lady was furious. "Which quack doctor said that? He doesn't treat patients properly and just talks nonsense. Doesn't he care about ruining his reputation? Shufang, go and fetch the master. Tell him to find Doctor Qi as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Granny Wang reminded him, "Master is probably tired tonight. Why don't we go another day? After all, so many things have happened in the manor. He shouldn't show too much favoritism."

"What do you mean by favoritism? Haven't I given her all the punishments she deserved? Does Sixth Sister still have any complaints? Besides, she's fine, but Qi'er is different. Her life is hanging by a thread! Quick, go now!"

Seeing that the old lady was really anxious, Granny Wang had no choice but to agree.

The mansion, which had finally settled into a peaceful state, was suddenly brightly lit again due to Fang Xiaoqi's worsening condition, waking many people up.

"Is there another fire somewhere? Why is it so noisy?" Liu had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by a light outside the window. She was startled and sat up abruptly. Her personal maid quickly came in to light the lamp. "It's not a fire. It seems that the young lady from Ci'an Hall is critically ill."

"Critically ill? You mean Fifth Sister?" Madam Liu got up and glanced out the window, then sneered, "She's definitely favored. If it were that girl from Beiju, she probably wouldn't even know she died."

The maid was very puzzled. "The Fifth Miss is clearly not the Master's biological daughter, so why does the Master dote on her so much? He cares about the Fifth Miss even more than our Miss."

“Our master is a very filial son. The old lady favors the fifth young lady, so he naturally extends his affection to her. However, the fifth young lady’s strange illness came on so suddenly that it makes one suspicious.”

"What do you suspect?" the maid asked, puzzled. But Liu did not explain; she simply smiled and remained silent.

Although the north residence was a bit remote, the Fang family's place was only so big, and it was the middle of the night. With a group of servants coming and going and carrying torches, it was hard not to be disturbed.

Fang Xiaoran had already been woken up by Wu Guicheng, and now he was here again. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Seeing this, Ziju whispered, "Miss, are you having trouble sleeping?"

"It's too noisy outside." Fang Xiaoran sighed, glanced out the window, and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know. I guess the Fifth Sister is critically ill. After all, everyone is heading towards Ci'an Hall. I heard they found several doctors overnight, but none of them could help."

As she spoke, Ziju turned to look at Qinglan, who was fast asleep on the table. She lowered her voice and asked, "Miss, will Fifth Miss die?"

Ziju witnessed Fang Xiaoran and Fang Xiaoqi arguing and even fighting. She knew Fang Xiaoran's medical skills very well and naturally guessed that Fang Xiaoqi's strange illness was related to her own daughter.

Fang Xiaoran leaned back on the pillow and said calmly, "No, how could someone as resilient as her possibly perish here?"

Despite harboring resentment towards Fang Xiaoqi, Fang Xiaoran did not intend to take her life, but only wanted to teach her a lesson.

Of course, Fang Xiaoran did indeed take drastic measures; if they couldn't withstand it, they would surely die.

Just then, Zhou Mama's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Excuse me, is Sixth Miss asleep?"

What is she doing here at this hour? Fang Xiaoran knew it couldn't be anything good, so she didn't bother with her and just glanced at Ziju.

Understanding her meaning, Ziju said to Granny Zhou outside the door, "Our young lady has already gone to bed. I wonder if Granny Zhou has come to see her because of something urgent?"

"Oh dear, she's asleep. What should we do? Fifth Miss is critically ill, and none of the doctors we've found can cure her. The old lady is thinking that Sixth Miss knows medicine, so perhaps she can find a way to cure Fifth Miss's strange illness."

"Our young lady is still injured, why hasn't the old lady found a doctor to treat her? Now she suddenly remembers her young lady." Qinglan complained with a dissatisfied look, showing no respect for Zhou Mama.

The main problem is that the old lady and the others went too far. Qinglan doesn't speak without thinking like Ziju, but it was indeed satisfying.

Granny Zhou was already in the wrong, and upon hearing this, her old face flushed red.

This was indeed not a very proper thing to do, but since it was the old lady who had instructed her, she couldn't disobey. So she said, "It's just that Sixth Miss knows medicine herself, so I figure she probably doesn't need a doctor."

Qinglan's face turned pale with anger, and she replied irritably, "Then this servant also guesses that Fifth Miss's illness is too serious, and our young lady does not have the ability to treat her. We should find someone more capable."

Upon hearing this, Granny Zhou became anxious and hurriedly said, "The old lady specifically instructed that we should wake up the sixth young lady and ask her what she had to say."

She brought up the old lady, intending to shut the two maids up, but Fang Xiaoran had no intention of indulging her. She directly gathered her qi in her dantian and let out a clear, cold snort.

The sound was extremely sharp, like a blade, piercing directly into Granny Zhou's ears. Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and she involuntarily covered her ears, feeling a buzzing in her head.

Then, Fang Xiaoran's calm voice came through.

"When did I ever say I knew medicine? Grandmother wouldn't have concluded that I knew medicine just because I examined her complexion, would she? Please leave, Granny Zhou. I'm afraid I can't help you."