Chapter 90 You Must Repay Me (Seeking First Subscription)

"Young master, the medicine has been brought back!"

The door was pushed open, and Laifu came running back, panting.

Liu Qing took the medicine packet and smelled each ingredient.

"The medicine is fine, I'll brew it myself!"

Yang Shen said, "Laifu, take Miss Liu to the kitchen."

"Yes! Miss Liu, please come with me!"

Lai Fu agreed and led Liu Qing out the door.

Li Chun leaned closer, looking anxious, and said, "Yang, are we just going to let her brew the medicine like this? What if she tampers with it—"

Yang Shen waved his hand: "If she wanted to harm His Highness, she would have done it just now. Why bother with all this?"

Li Chun thought about it carefully and it seemed to make sense, but he was still a little uneasy, so he gave a wink to the person outside the door.

Two guards immediately followed him to the kitchen and stood watch at the door.

Half an hour later, Liu Qing brought in a bowl of medicine.

Zhu Houzhao was helped up, still dazed, and his nose wrinkled first: "What is this? Why is it so bitter?"

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Liu Qing stood by the bedside, holding a bowl, and said expressionlessly, "Of course the medicine is bitter!"

Zhu Houzhao turned his head to the side and shrank further under the covers: "I won't drink!"

Liu Qing looked at him and said slowly, "If you don't drink it, your fever won't go down, and your brain will be damaged."

Zhu Houzhao tucked his head under the covers and hid it behind the covers.

Yang Shen quickly stepped forward and advised, "Your Highness, what Miss Liu said is true! Your condition is very serious, you should drink your medicine first!"

Zhu Houzhao was fearless from a young age, except for taking medicine.

No matter how earnestly Yang Shen tried to persuade him, he refused to show his face.

Liu Qing suddenly threw off the covers and pulled Zhu Houzhao up.

"How dare you—Ah, gulp!"

Before Zhu Houzhao could react, the medicine bowl was brought to his lips, and he swallowed a mouthful of the medicine.

Yang Shen and Li Chun stood obediently by the bed, watching Liu Qing press down on Zhu Houzhao and force-feed him the medicine.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Zhu Houzhao gulped down the bowl of medicine, then gasped, "It's so bitter! So bitter! How dare you—"

"Keep it in your mouth!"

Liu Qing took a candied fruit out of her sleeve and put it in his mouth.

Zhu Houzhao was completely stumped. He smacked his lips and muttered, "Is there anything else?"

Liu Qing said, "You can't eat too much, or your teeth will rot!"

Zhu Houzhao mumbled something incoherently, but his eyelids began to droop, and he slumped over and fell asleep again.

Li Chun immediately tensed up and asked, "What happened?"

Liu Qing reached out and placed her hand on Zhu Houzhao's wrist, saying, "This medicine not only reduces fever but also has a calming effect. His pulse has stabilized, and he should be fine by morning."

Yang Shen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Miss Liu!"

Liu Qing glanced at him, said nothing, but pulled up a chair, sat down, and closed her eyes to rest.

Li Chun leaned forward and whispered, "Yang, you should go back and rest. I'll stay here and watch over things."

Yang Shen shook his head: "I can't sleep, so I'll just wait here."

He pulled up a chair and sat down, and after some time, he was awakened by a commotion.

Zhu Houzhao shouted, "I'm cured! I want to get out of bed!"

Liu Qing maintained her calm tone: "Your fever has subsided and you're temporarily out of danger. If you want to get out of bed, it will be at least three days later."

Zhu Houzhao retorted, "I am the Crown Prince, how dare you order me around?"

Liu Qing said, "I'm a doctor, and you're the patient, so you have to listen to me!"

When Zhu Houzhao saw Yang Shen open her eyes, it was as if she had found a savior. She immediately said, "Yang Shen, quickly tell her that I am perfectly well!"

He tried to get out of bed, but his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Yang Shen and Li Chun rushed forward at the same time, supporting him from both sides.

Liu Qing remained motionless, only slightly twitching her lips in a mocking expression.

Zhu Houzhao looked somewhat embarrassed, but still protested, "I just lost my balance!"

Liu Qing said, "Rest quietly for three days and take your medicine on time, and you'll be able to get out of bed. If you insist on showing off, it will leave you with hidden dangers."

"What potential risks?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't believe it verbally, but his tone softened considerably.

Liu Qing said, "To put it simply, it means you are prone to illness, and once you get sick, it's a serious illness. While others can recover after drinking three doses of herbal medicine, you will need at least six doses, or even more. This condition will accompany you for the rest of your life."

Upon hearing that he needed to take medicine, Zhu Houzhao immediately lost his spirit and lay back down on the bed.

For the next three days, Liu Qing stayed by the bedside without leaving for a moment, personally preparing medicine every day.

Zhu Houzhao initially tried to bargain, complaining that the medicine was bitter and that lying down was boring, but every time he spoke, he would see Liu Qing's indifferent eyes and inexplicably swallow back what he was going to say.

After three days, Zhu Houzhao was finally allowed to get out of bed.

He couldn't wait to jump out of bed and rush into the yard.

"Hahaha! I'm all set!"

Li Chun followed behind, looking helpless: "Your Highness, you've just recovered, don't catch a cold—"

Zhu Houzhao turned around, beaming, "I'm in excellent health!"

Before he could finish speaking, his foot slipped, and he fell into the snow with a thud.

Li Chun rushed forward to help him up, but Zhu Houzhao had already gotten up on his own. He was covered in snow, his face red from the cold, but he smiled like a child: "It's alright, it's alright! I couldn't stand up after lying down for so long!"

Liu Qing stood under the corridor, watching this scene, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

But she quickly regained her calm expression and turned to go inside.

In the past three days, in addition to taking care of Zhu Houzhao, she has also been treating the villagers in the development zone.

Many people here have caught a cold. When the local doctors see them, no matter what the symptoms are, they first give them a dose of Xiao Chai Hu Tang. If it doesn't work, they give them another dose. If it still doesn't work, they give them yet another dose.

Liu Qing examined the pulse of each patient and found that each person had different symptoms.

She then adjusted the prescriptions according to each person's condition. The farmers who drank the medicine showed significant improvement within a day or two. One old farmer grabbed Liu Qing's sleeve, his eyes reddening, and said, "Girl, you're a living goddess! I've been coughing for half a month, so much so that I couldn't straighten my back. After taking your medicine, I stopped coughing overnight!"

Liu Qing pulled back her sleeve and said calmly, "The medicine is just right."

The old farmer nodded repeatedly and took out a few copper coins from his pocket, but Liu Qing refused to accept them.

Yang Shen stood in the courtyard, watching quietly.

As evening approached, the patients finally dispersed.

Liu Qing packed up her medicine box, wiped each silver needle clean, and put them into her needle case.

Yang Shen walked over and watched her wipe the silver needles.

"What's up?"

"Miss Liu, are you leaving?"

Liu Qing said, "I cured the Crown Prince's illness; can that atone for my offense?"

Yang Shen carefully considered his words before speaking: "Yes!"

Liu Qing closed the medicine box, slung it over her shoulder, and said, "Then I'm leaving. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned and left, decisively and without any hesitation.

Yang Shen was taken aback and quickly chased after him to stop him: "Wait!"

Liu Qing frowned, took a half step back, and asked warily, "Is there anything else?"

Yang Shen took a breath: "I helped your sister clear her name, aren't you going to repay me?"

Liu Qing looked him up and down, her eyes filled with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You look young, but you're quite cunning. Tell me, how much silver do you want?"

Yang Shen chuckled and said, "Do I look like I'm short of money with this big workshop?"

Liu Qing frowned slightly and asked warily, "So what do you want?"

Yang Shen said seriously, "I'm simply attracted to you as a person."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange as soon as he finished speaking.

Liu Qing's eyes were icy cold as her right hand silently pressed down on her waist.

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