May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Wen Yuanshu was relieved: "It's my fault for being too negligent and failing to protect you."

“Madam, please don’t say that,” Bai Tong quickly said. “I know what kind of place this is. Since we’re here, I didn’t expect to rely on your protection. In the end, it was my oversight. I was so focused on controlling the man that I forgot there were other people in the backyard.”

At this point, a cold glint flashed in Bai Tong's eyes: "Don't worry, Madam, I know who did it. I will definitely take revenge myself!"

She comes from Rouge Lane, and her skills go far beyond just manipulating men!

I just don't know if the person who did this can withstand her low-class methods!

After leaving Bai Tong's courtyard, Wen Yuan Shu took Chun Hua to Xing Lin Tang.

The Xinglin Hall was quiet, with only doctors bustling about. The few patients were dressed in fine clothes and accompanied by a group of servants, clearly indicating that they were either rich or noble.

Upon entering, Wen Yuanshu glanced around before heading to the counter: "Is Mr. Zhou here?"

“Miss Wen,” the young man recognized her and cupped his hands in greeting, “Old Master Zhou has gone out to make house calls today and will not be back until later.”

"Then I've come at an inopportune time," Wen Yuanshu said, but there was no trace of regret on her face.

"Don't worry, young lady. Mr. Zhou has already instructed that you can take as much medicine as you like from Xinglin Hall."

“To be honest, I’ve come today to ask for medicine for my mother-in-law,” Wen Yuanshu said. “I’d like to ask for… Yulin Pills.”

“Yulin Pills…” The young man looked troubled. “Miss Wen, as you know, Yulin Pills are a unique formula created by Mr. Zhou. I can get you other medicines, but Yulin Pills… I really don’t dare to make the decision.”

Wen Yuanshu sighed: "I know the Rainfall Pill is precious, but..."

She didn't finish speaking; instead, she turned around, walked to the center of the hall, and knelt down. Chunhua also lifted her skirt and knelt beside Wen Yuanshu.

The hall was very large, so it didn't cause any trouble for the master and servant to kneel there, but it did attract frequent glances and whispers from the crowd.

"Is that the Lady of the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion? Why is she kneeling here all of a sudden? Is she here to beg for medicine?"

"I just heard some noise; it's people coming to plead for the old lady of the Marquis of Anyuan's residence!"

"That one? That old lady seems to be in pretty good health."

"Tch, that old lady from the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion..." The speaker shook his head, his contempt obvious. "It's just a pity for the Marquis's wife. With her kneeling like this, who knows when Old Master Zhou will be able to return."

As everyone spoke, they all considerately averted their gazes.

Wen Yuanshu had good luck today.

She hadn't been kneeling for long when Mr. Zhou returned.

The young man behind the counter quickly went to greet him: "Mr. Zhou, Lady Anyuan is here. She's here to request the Rain-Clearing Pill. This—"

Before the young man could finish speaking, Old Mr. Zhou strode over and pulled him up from the ground: "Get up, get up! What kind of behavior is this!"

Wen Yuanshu lowered her eyelashes, looking as if she had been wronged but couldn't bear to tell anyone. Old Master Zhou was so angry that he puffed out his beard: "Come with me!"

Old Master Zhou led the two men, master and servant, to the back and called out to a female doctor: "How long have you been kneeling? Does your leg hurt? Have Ah Cui apply some medicated oil and rub it on!"

Mr. Zhou asked a series of questions, but before she could answer, he had already arranged everything for her. Wen Yuanshu couldn't help but say helplessly, "Uncle Zhou, you haven't been kneeling for long. You're not that delicate."

Old Mr. Zhou snorted coldly, turned around, took a box from the medicine cabinet, and threw it to her like trash: "It's just a Yulin Pill. You asked me for it, do you think I wouldn't give it to you? Is it worth ruining yourself like this!"

Wen Yuanshu was so scolded that she dared not speak, and could only lower her head and open the box.

The box was divided into 36 small compartments, each containing an exquisite porcelain bottle containing the Rain Pill.

"Uncle Zhou, we don't need this much."

Old Mr. Zhou snorted coldly: "You've already knelt down, do you think I'd be stingy? Take it!"