The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

"It's ugly, isn't it?" The woman's voice carried a hint of bitterness and helplessness. Her eyes were dull and lifeless, as if she had become accustomed to other people's reactions to her appearance.

Seeing the surprised look on Su Fuying's face, she felt a pang of pain in her heart, thinking that her appearance had frightened the other person. She couldn't help but sigh softly and slowly put her veil back on.

However, Su Fuying spoke up, saying, "Please wait, young lady. I didn't mean anything by it. It's just a pity to see such a beautiful face covered by dark spots."

Without waiting for the woman's response, he continued, "Would you be willing to let me examine you more closely?"

Only after receiving the woman's tacit permission did Su Fuying dare to move closer and carefully observe the dark spot.

Because of the difference between men and women, this action was somewhat inconvenient, but he still tried his best to remain polite and cautious.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered a tiny scar hidden in the center of the dark spot.

Although not obvious, it could still be detected under the cover of the dark spots. A bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

He then carefully stepped forward to take the woman's pulse, and then asked softly, "Miss, these dark spots appeared after you were injured, right?"

The woman wasn't surprised by the question, as it was common knowledge in the capital. She nodded silently in agreement.

Su Fuying was unaware of these matters, and only slowly expressed her conjecture, "It must be that the wound was not treated properly at the time, and some toxins remained inside."

The woman in purple did not answer, but instead asked, "Doctor Fusu, do you have a solution?"

Su Fuying pondered for a moment. She didn't know anything about this poison. Although poison was a trivial matter to her, she wasn't one to make boastful claims.

"I need to see what kind of poison it is before I know."

"Can't you tell by taking her pulse?" the woman in purple asked, somewhat puzzled. "The previous doctor was able to diagnose the poison my daughter had been given by taking her pulse."

This made her somewhat doubtful of Fusu's medical skills. If they were truly as miraculous as the rumors suggested, how could he not diagnose the poison she had been afflicted with?

Su Fuying felt somewhat embarrassed. "If what you say is true, and they can diagnose your symptoms simply by taking your pulse, why can't they treat you?"

The woman in purple was also taken aback. "They said this poison is rare and there is no cure for it."

"No, your poison has been neutralized, but some residual toxins have accumulated. Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive now."

Su Fu's gaze was firm, and his words were resolute.

The woman in purple's eyes lit up; this was the best news she had heard in years.

"How can I find out what kind of poison I've been given?"

Su Fuying stated directly, "All you need to do is insert a silver needle."

The woman in purple stared intently at the handsome man before her: "That simple?"

Su Fuying smiled faintly and said, "Of course."

Looking at the delicate little face in front of her, she continued, "It might hurt a little."

"I've gotten used to the pain I've endured over the years, so please begin."

The woman lowered her gaze slightly, and even Su Fuying, a woman herself, couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache upon seeing her. Her eyes were like deep lake water, and her slightly trembling eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

He took out a silver needle, sterilized it over a candle flame, and gently pierced the woman's delicate skin. A drop of dark red blood immediately seeped out.

Su Fuying stared at the drop of blood, growing more and more puzzled. She couldn't help but murmur softly, "Is this Netherworld Poison? And Miasma Poison?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple standing to the side lit up and hurriedly asked, "Doctor Fusu, you can tell what poison I've been given just like that?"

Su Fuying looked up at her, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, but she still nodded and said, "That's right, there are two kinds of poison in your blood, one is Netherworld Poison, and the other is Miasma Poison."

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple's eyes flashed with excitement, and a delighted smile appeared on her face as she said, "That's wonderful! You truly deserve to be called a divine physician."

As she spoke, she stood up, walked to Su Fuying, stared intently at her, her eyes sparkling like two clear gems.

Seeing her knowing look, Su Fuying realized that she clearly knew what had happened to her face.

She deliberately didn't say it just now because she wanted to test my medical skills.

Thinking of this, Su Fuying couldn't help but feel a little displeased.

But then I thought, they've consulted so many quack doctors and still couldn't get better, so it's only natural to want to try and see if they can find a good doctor.

Moreover, this woman in purple was her first major client of the day. She had just heard someone mention that she was Miss Bai. In the capital, the only prominent family with the surname Bai is Bai Muhe, the daughter of Bai Yushan, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

If her illness can be cured, it would also be good publicity for the shop.

So Su Fuying decided not to argue with her and simply said with a smile, "Miss, come back in three days. I probably won't be coming to the pharmacy these next few days."

After all, she has a lot of things to do these next two days, so she probably won't have time to come for another consultation.

The woman in purple nodded without hesitation and said, "No problem."

Her tone was very cheerful, as if nothing else mattered as long as her illness could be cured.

She had waited for several years until someone finally said they had a solution, and naturally she didn't want to give up easily.

Besides, three days is nothing to her; she has already waited for several years and doesn't care about waiting another two or three days.

After seeing Miss Bai off, it was already noon, and the Sixth Prince had probably left long ago. Gu Qibai immediately handed over the notebook he had prepared.

"Fusu, take a look and see if there's anything wrong."

Gu Qibai's voice was as gentle as ever as he handed over the two booklets.

Su Fuying took the book and flipped through a few pages. The flowing handwriting was somewhat different from his personality.

He closed the booklet and nodded in satisfaction. "The first day went pretty well."

Eleven people earned five thousand taels, while only four earned ten thousand taels. All things considered, they have earned nearly one hundred thousand taels today.

Gu Qibai's pharmacy probably wouldn't earn 100,000 taels of silver in ten years. However, he wasn't in it for the money. But she always believed that this kind of altruistic mentality was never going to work.

"Fusu, is your family in business?"

Gu Qibai's gentle gaze fell on Su Fuying, without any other intention, purely out of curiosity.

Su Fuying was taken aback, feeling that Gu Qibai's gaze was almost as admiring as the way Biluo usually looked at her. She smiled and said, "No, my family is ordinary. It's just a hobby, so I sometimes study it."

After saying that, to prevent Gu Qi from asking unnecessary questions, Su Fuying quickly continued, "Having achieved our goal today, how about we celebrate?"

Having known Fusu for so long, we've never actually had a meal together. The few times we meet in a month are always to discuss patients.

"Why not just stay next door?"

Gu Qibai's suggestion made Su Fuying frown, a sly glint in her eyes. She then put her arm around Gu Qibai's shoulder and said, "We're not short of money right now, let's go to Manyuelou."

Gu Qibai couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "I'll listen to you."