On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinzhao stepped across the threshold of the main hall, which was decorated in an antique style with carved beams and painted rafters.

The room has white marble pillars at the four corners, a golden roof and stone walls, and a thick carpet on the floor. Rows of purple bamboo screens divide the large hall in two, one in front and one behind.

Upon seeing someone enter, the receptionist in the lobby greeted them politely, saying, "Hello, the doctors in the dungeon only see one patient per week. We are already full this week. If you want to buy medicine, just turn left after you leave."

Yu Jinzhao lifted his eyelids to look behind him. Through the frosted purple bamboo screen, he could see that there were quite a few people standing inside, as if they had encountered a major and troublesome matter.

She raised her dark eyebrows slightly and asked casually, "I heard there are more than a dozen doctors in the dungeon. Are all the doctors already fully booked for patients this week?"

From her mother's account, she knew that business in the underground city wasn't doing well, so how did it suddenly become so popular?

interesting.

The girl wore a white dress, her delicate and pretty face had a nonchalant expression, and her fox-like eyes shone brightly, revealing a sharp and arrogant aura that did not belong to her age, making her look very unapproachable.

The receptionist was clearly perceptive and guessed that the young woman in front of him might be someone of extraordinary background. His attitude became more cautious, and he said with a smile, "It's like this, all the doctors in our underground city have been booked by a noble lady today. The noble lady is suffering from a strange illness and is currently receiving treatment in the back hall. Her illness has stumped all of us doctors, and we have been discussing it without any clues. I'm afraid we won't have the energy to see any new patients for the next two weeks."

"May I ask who your esteemed lady is?" Yu Jinchao smiled calmly, but a glint of light flashed deep in his eyes.

The doctors in the underground city are all proud and never take on patients they are not confident in, but they all mobilized for this noble lady. Such importance must mean that the noble lady has an extraordinary background.

The receptionist wasn't usually one for gossip, but seeing that Yu Jinzhao was pretty, she was willing to talk to her a bit more, so she whispered...

"She seems to be the matriarch of one of the four great families in the capital. Because she came to seek medical treatment without telling her family, we don't know which family she belongs to."

The powerful and wealthy were everywhere in the capital, but just like people in all walks of life, they were also divided into different classes.

If the capital city were a pyramid, the four great families would stand at the top, followed by the six powerful and influential families.

The Yu family was one of the powerful and influential families, and together with the other four powerful families, they were considered the most prestigious.

No wonder all the healers in the dungeon were mobilized; this noble lady is a hot commodity!

Yu Jinzhao suddenly felt that he was very lucky.

She was worried about coming to the underground city to negotiate. Even though she had leverage, she was too young, and the leader might not believe her.

If she can cure the noble lady, the boss will definitely have a deep belief in her abilities. She has solved a problem for the dungeon and can also gain a favor, making it easy for her to ask the dungeon to do things for her in the future.

Moreover, this patient is the matriarch of one of the four great families. If she is cured, she will definitely spread the word about the benefits of traditional Chinese medicine. Any one of the four great families has a huge influence. Once word gets out, her father and brothers might agree to let her save her grandmother.

That's called strategy!

Having made up his mind, Yu Jinzhao made an excuse to go in and take a look, and then walked into the back hall.

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When Yu Jinzhao arrived at the back hall, he saw a large bed in the center, with all the doctors gathered around it.

The noblewoman was pale and weak, leaning against the bed. Judging from her bone structure, she was probably in her early forties, but she was well-maintained and looked no more than thirty-five or thirty-six. She was elegant and noble, with an extraordinary demeanor.

She was unusually thin, with dark circles under her eyes, and looked like she was terminally ill.

A butler-like figure stood beside the noblewoman, asking the surrounding physicians with a worried expression, "Physicians, you've been diagnosing her all morning. Have you decided how to treat my lady?"

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. Yu Jinzhao only glanced at the patient and already had a general idea of ​​what was going on. However, she did not interrupt but instead observed the patient silently.

Everyone was focused on the lady's illness and didn't notice her presence.

The surroundings were noisy, with the doctors discussing the noble lady's condition with great enthusiasm, clearly at a loss for what to do.

A whole morning passed, and they hadn't even been able to diagnose the lady's illness, let alone provide treatment.

One of the doctors said, "In my opinion, your lady has a splitting headache, loss of appetite, frequent vomiting at night, and her skin is bluish-gray. It may be a problem with her head. I have contacted Dr. He Ping, who is an expert in neurology, to come over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple bamboo screen was pushed open, making a scraping sound.

Yu Jinzhao turned around first and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe with a shrewd look walk in.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the doctors' eyes lit up instantly, as if they had seen a savior.

"Dr. He is here! Your lady is saved!"

"Doctor He is a disciple of the head of the family. He is like Hua Tuo in the world. He can even bring the dead back from the clutches of the King of Hell. With him around, all problems can be solved!"

Yu Jinzhao narrowed her eyes slightly. She had read the official website of the underground city. He Ping was the disciple of the chief leader and the chief physician in charge of all the doctors.

He Ping was escorted to the bedside by a group of doctors, his arrogance and aloofness showing no trace of the tolerance and gentleness that one should have as a student of traditional Chinese medicine.

The lady had obviously heard of He Ping's qualifications. Her dull eyes lit up, and she managed to straighten up. With the help of the butler, she nodded tremblingly to He Ping.

"I have long heard of Dr. He's great reputation, and seeing him today, I can confirm his extraordinary demeanor. I am suffering greatly from this illness and am on the verge of death. My son has just gotten married, and I haven't even had a grandson yet. If Dr. He can cure me, I am willing to offer a hundred million as a reward, and I will grant you any request you may have in the future." The noble lady said earnestly, but she spoke so quickly that she suddenly had difficulty breathing and gasped for breath.