The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Just then, the maidservant called out softly, "The doctor is here."

Zhou hurriedly said anxiously, "Doctor, please take a look at my daughter-in-law, what's wrong with her?"

The doctor nodded repeatedly, signaling Zhou to calm down, while he picked up his medicine box to take Jiang Miaoyin's pulse.

Because she was a woman, the doctor placed a handkerchief over Jiang Miaoyin's wrist.

Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Madam, have you ingested something by mistake? These symptoms seem like poisoning."

The doctor had seen plenty of the sordid affairs in the inner quarters of the powerful and wealthy; he had witnessed everything from poisoning to catching adulterers.

These were all tricks that the inner quarters had used to death. The doctor was surprised but remained calm on the surface, thus saving face for the Marquis's mansion.

It would be better to just say that Jiang Miaoyin ate it by mistake; that way, it would sound better.

"What? Poisoned?" Zhou was the first to jump up, feigning surprise, "How could you be poisoned out of the blue?"

He immediately summoned several maids and angrily demanded, "Speak! Who poisoned you?"

The maids were all terrified and knelt down in a panic: "Madam, spare us! We didn't know anything!"

Seeing Zhou's impatient manner, Song Wenjun realized that the doctor hadn't even left yet, and he was already so eager to convict her.

She cleared her throat before slowly saying, "Mother, this matter still needs to be investigated. The most urgent thing is to get my sister-in-law medical treatment."

Zhou glared at her reluctantly and asked the doctor, "Since you know it's poisoning, do you know how to cure it?"

"Yes, it's possible, but this lady's poisoning is quite severe. She'll need some time to fully recover and recover gradually." At this point, the doctor's face showed a hint of doubt: "Moreover, this lady is weak, and it seems she has blood..."

Zhou suddenly remembered that Jiang Miaoyin had just given birth. If the doctor were to reveal this, things would get very messy.

She quickly interrupted the doctor, saying, "In that case, you should go and write the prescription."

Her eyes held a warning glint, and the doctor immediately understood.

He cannot say things he shouldn't say.

The doctor then said, "Judging from this lady's appearance, she has likely been poisoned recently. We can use medicine to induce vomiting, and then I will prescribe a formula to clear the remaining toxins."

"Induce vomiting?" Zhou frowned. People who have ingested poison usually need to induce vomiting.

Poor people don't have such special customs; they usually just pour out manure and the like.

Wealthy families would use medicine.

Since it is a medicine, it has a certain degree of irritation.

If the patient is conscious, it's fine; they can swallow the emetic.

For people like Jiang Miaoyin who have fainted, the only option is to force-feed them.

Doctors typically use acupuncture needles to wake the patient, and then, while she is still disoriented, force-feed her by pinching her nose.

The life of someone who induces vomiting is worse than death; it is truly agonizing.

Song Wenjun stepped forward and said, "Quickly go and get some emetics; saving lives is the priority."

"Oh dear, that won't do. It would be too much suffering for the patient."

"Mother, what time is it? Saving lives is the priority!" Song Wenjun, displaying the authority of the matriarch, said to the doctor, "Quickly, get the medicine."

When we arrived, the doctor already knew it was poisoning and had prepared a decoction to induce vomiting in advance.

He immediately took out the emetic and handed it to the maid beside him.

Even through the leather bag, the maid could smell a strong, fishy stench, and she couldn't help but frown.

The doctor then took out silver needles and gently inserted them into several acupoints on Jiang Miaoyin's body.

Before long, Jiang Miaoyin slowly opened her eyes.

Her face showed pain, and before she could fully regain her senses, the doctor beckoned to the maid: "Quickly bring the medicine over."

The maidservant hurriedly handed the medicine bag to the doctor, and one of them lifted Jiang Miaoyin's head and pinched her nose.

Jiang Miaoyin was forced to open her mouth, and just as she was about to curse, a foul-smelling soup was poured into her mouth.

She was forced to swallow large gulps of medicine, which spilled all over the bed and her body.

They didn't even have the strength to struggle, let alone curse.

Qin Qing frowned as she looked at the large bag of medicine. She leaned close to Song Wenjun and whispered, "This doctor is a quack. He made such a complicated thing out of a few needle pricks. Patients who encounter such a doctor are really unlucky. Even if they don't die from the disease, they'll be tortured to death by him."

Song Wenjun smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Let's just watch quietly."

She didn't care whether Jiang Miaoyin lived or died.

Although Qin Qing was naive, she could tell that Song Wenjun and Jiang Miaoyin didn't get along. Since Song Wenjun was Song's enemy, she wouldn't help her.

Before long, Jiang Miaoyin was heard to vomit a pool of foul-smelling soup.

She lay by the bedside, vomiting incessantly, tears and snot streaming down her face.

The maid kept patting her back to help her breathe.

Soup and liquid flowed from Jiang Miaoyin's mouth and nose, causing her to cough repeatedly.

An indescribable smell permeated the room.

Zhou covered her nose with a handkerchief, looking disgusted, and said, "I'll wait outside. Call me when you've cleaned up. It stinks! It smells like manure..."

Jiang Miaoyin was now fully awake. She never dreamed that she would be in such a sorry state.

She wanted to stop, but her body was completely out of her control.

Ugh, ugh...

Jiang Miaoyin cried and vomited at the same time.

But that stupid doctor was actually quite pleased with himself and said, "It's good that he vomited; if he vomits, he can be saved."

Jiang Miaoyin felt like dying. If she had known it would be this humiliating, she would have preferred to get hurt.

Seeing that Jiang Miaoyin had vomited enough, the doctor went to write a prescription.

Then, he handed the prescription to Zhou and said, "Take this prescription. It will take a month if you are fast, and two or three months if you are slow. It depends on the patient's constitution. If you are healthy, you will be able to get rid of the toxins in a month."

This was exactly what Zhou wanted to hear. She nodded and then looked at Song Wenjun: "Wenjun, see the doctor out."

After the doctor's visit, a consultation fee was required. Zhou Shi clearly did not want to pay this fee, so she gave Song Wenjun the order.

Song Wenjun wouldn't tolerate her, so she called the steward over and said, "Take the doctor to the accounting office to get the money."

The consultation fee was two taels of silver, which wasn't much.

But Song Wenjun didn't want to spend a single penny; she didn't have the magnanimity to use her money to treat Jiang Miaoyin's illness.

Go to the accounting office to withdraw silver; that's using Zhonggong's accounts.

Zhou was so angry her nose almost crooked, and she cursed Song Wenjun, that miser, in her heart.

But on the surface, they still have to pretend to be magnanimous.

Even though she was furious inside, she still had to put on a polite smile.

After seeing the doctor off, Zhou's face darkened, and she could finally free up her hands to deal with Song Wenjun.

Inside the room, Jiang Miaoyin had already changed into a set of dry clothes.

The maid opened the doors and windows to let in fresh air and lit incense to suppress the stench.

Zhou feigned concern and asked Jiang Miaoyin, "What did you eat? How could you be poisoned?"

"Poisoned?" Jiang Miaoyin feigned surprise, then her face showed a look of horror: "Mother, save me! Your daughter-in-law only ate half a peach shortbread, nothing else."

"Peach shortbread? Where did you get peach shortbread?"

Jiang Miaoyin looked at Song Wenjun with a hesitant expression, her meaning clear.