A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

"No!" Jiang Zheng'an said solemnly, his tone resolute.

"If anyone else is a charlatan, then Doctor Qian is definitely not!"

What kind of swindler would be willing to risk their own life to rush to the epidemic area to treat people?

What kind of swindler can go a whole day and night without eating or drinking, devoting himself entirely to treating and saving lives?

What kind of swindler could possibly have a cure for the plague that even the Imperial Medical Academy couldn't handle?

His chest rose and fell slightly as he recalled the past, his voice becoming more sincere: "Back then, my heart disease struck suddenly, and it came on fiercely and dangerously. It was Dr. Qian who saved my life. If there is anyone in this world who can save my mother, who can turn the tide and create miracles, that person must be Dr. Qian!"

He grasped Wei Susu's hand, his eyes filled with earnestness: "Mother, please believe me and Muxin. This Doctor Qian is no ordinary person. She will definitely have a way to save you! Let's wait patiently. I have received news that Director Zhang of Jishetang is on his way with Doctor Qian. They will arrive in the next few days. She will surely have a solution then!"

Wei Susu was already heartbroken; she knew her own body best and knew her days were numbered. But she couldn't bear to shatter her son's last hope, so she gently patted Jiang Zheng'an's hand and said softly:

“I know about your and Muxin’s filial piety. Then let’s wait for this Doctor Qian.”

Qin Jichuan rolled his eyes, turned and left, thinking coldly: People are often most easily deceived when they are about to die.

Everyone hopes for a miracle, but if miracles truly existed, Master wouldn't have died.

His master was the greatest healer in the world, capable of healing others, yet unable to heal himself. It's nothing but self-deception, a bunch of fools!

He carried his medicine box out of the courtyard and returned to his residence, casually flipping through a medical book. He appeared calm and composed on the surface, but he didn't turn a single page for a long time; he was still deeply troubled.

Alright, I'll go again tomorrow. That lady is already on her last legs. If I don't treat her with acupuncture, she probably won't last even half a year, let alone a year.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply stepped out of the mansion, thinking to himself: I must meet this Doctor Qian and expose his tricks as a charlatan! If I, Qin Jichuan, say I can't save someone, can someone else really save them?

Inside Wei Susu's room, the family of four, reunited after a long separation, were enjoying this rare moment of warmth.

Accompanied by everyone, Wei Susu, unusually, ventured out of her house for a stroll in the courtyard. However, after only a morning, she felt utterly exhausted and barely ate any lunch before deciding to return to her room for a nap. Seeing this, everyone else also went back to their rooms.

Xie Mingyuan sat alone in his study, not dealing with government affairs. In front of him was only a pot of liquor, which he was pouring and drinking by himself.

Amin, the personal attendant, entered and was genuinely startled by the scene before him. He knew his master all too well; he was always strict with himself and never drank alcohol. Why was he drinking today? And looking at the bottle on the table, he saw that quite a bit had already been consumed. He quickly stepped forward and asked with concern:

"Sir, what's wrong? Has something happened?"

Xie Mingyuan remained silent, his eyes already somewhat unfocused.

He knew he was drunk, otherwise how could he have seen scenes from his youth?

It was the Lantern Festival, a time of dazzling lights. He and Jiang Lingyang had just shone brightly in the imperial examination, passing with flying colors, full of youthful vigor and ambition. At that age, in that setting, they met the woman who stirred their hearts.

Wei Susu wore a moon-white silk dress, the hem of which was embroidered with delicate silver plum blossoms, simple yet elegant.

She stood out brightly in the bustling crowd, easily spotted among thousands of figures.

What truly captivated and won him over was her talent.

During the Lantern Festival, Wei Susu composed poems and solved riddles with remarkable skill. Her talent was in no way inferior to that of the men taking the imperial examinations at the same time. Such a woman, possessing both beauty and talent, was a rare find in the world.

With just one glance, she was deeply imprinted in his heart.

As time passed, Wei Susu eventually married Ling Yang and had children. As their classmate and friend, he witnessed their happiness and secretly buried his feelings even deeper. But now, the person he held in his heart was leaving.

In the courtyard, Jiang Zheng'an was practicing his sword. He had stopped practicing martial arts years ago due to a heart ailment, but at this moment, only the flying sword blade and the biting cold wind could keep him somewhat awake and prevent him from sinking into sorrow.

There must be a way, there must be a way.

There are also doctors.

Jiang Muxin sat in her room, holding a book in her hands, but her eyes were somewhat unfocused. Seeing her displeasure, a maidservant stepped forward and softly asked, "Miss, would you like to play the zither to relieve your boredom?"

Jiang Muxin gently shook her head, her voice indifferent: "Doing this now is not appropriate..."

Huan'er realized she had said the wrong thing and changed the subject, "Miss, do you think Doctor Qian can really cure Madam?"

Jiang Muxin did not answer, but she felt hopeless.

Although Qin Jichuan is an unpleasant person, his medical skills are indeed unique, and he is straightforward and never tells lies.

She said her mother was beyond saving, and indeed, she was beyond saving.

Her feelings were truly extremely complicated.

How could I not be heartbroken?

That was her mother who raised her, and who had given her a lot of care and love from childhood to adulthood.

Despite her sadness, she couldn't help but think about important matters—how could she quickly forge a good marriage with the Chu family?