Chapter Nineteenth Peace

  The carriage went straight into the inner courtyard of the Chen residence, where the servant women had set up stools. The people around held their breath and watched in silence as the carriage came to a stop.

  "Jiaojiao..."

  As soon as the curtain of the carriage was lifted, a woman with a head full of hair as black as jade came over with tears in her eyes and called out in a trembling voice.

  Daughter Xiaoming Jiaoniang, this kind of affectionate and annoying nickname can only be called out by loved ones.

  In the capital city, the only relatives I have are the Zhous.

  Is this Mrs. Zhou?

  The maidservant gave the woman a once-over, then turned around and faced backwards.

  "Slow down, miss," she said.

  This isn't it, the woman withdraws her hand to wipe away tears and looks back inside the car.

  The maid got down first, stretched out her hand, and a person wrapped in a large green cloak was moved out. The person reached out from the cloak to hold onto the maid and stepped down from the carriage.

  The hood covered his head and face, and in the fading light of day he became increasingly dazed.

  "My Jiaojiao." The woman cried, pushing aside the maid and rushing over to hug her tightly.

  "It's not time for tears now, madam," said the maid.

  "First go and see if Old Man Chen is alright, whatever it is can be said when we get home." A middle-aged man standing beside him said.

  The woman then wiped away her tears and unfolded a letter, looking at Jingniang while holding her hand.

  "Good girl, hurry up." She said, pulling Cheng Juan into the house.

  Inside the house, Chen Shao and several younger brothers from his uncle's family were waiting to greet him. At the door of the house, some women were also looking out in this direction.

  Everyone has mixed feelings.

  It's unclear whether this is true or just Father's confused and exaggerated words, or if the illness was mild at first but has now become severe and even the imperial physician can't do anything about it - could this woman really cure it?

  Speculation, suspicion, and hope intertwined, but they had no other choice.

  "I'm here."

  Several maidservants came in and said.

  Chen Shao suddenly felt his footsteps becoming heavy and unable to move forward, or perhaps he didn't dare to take another step.

  There is still hope in a thousand waits and ten thousand expectations, once it lands, it will be a definite tone, what if...

  Mrs. Zhou led Cheng Jiaoniang into the courtyard.

  "Cheng Niangzi." Chen Shao seemed somewhat numb as he stepped forward and paid his respects, "My father..."

  "Let me rest for a moment first."

  Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

  "Jiāo niáng..." Old Master Zhou cleared his throat softly.

  "My wife is feeling unwell, how can I get her to see a doctor?" The maid interrupted him and looked at Chen Shao saying, "This old master has already waited for so long, what's the harm in waiting a little longer?"

  The gate was pulled up, and Mr. and Mrs. Zhou turned around to face the Chens.

  "This child, you see, is really..." said Mrs. Zhou with a tone of apology.

  "It doesn't matter, it's only right, the long journey is tiring, even you and I can't bear it." Madam Chen hastily said, inviting them to "go to the outer room to rest and wait."

  The living room of Mr. Chen's house was a place where they never thought they could sit before.

  Mr. and Mrs. Zhou naturally agreed with pleasure.

  Everyone left the servants and maids here to wait for orders, and the crowd dispersed. As they waited anxiously, they simply listened to what Master Chen Si and Manager Cao had to say about their journey, which also gave them some understanding of the women.

  It was early in the first winter, and the Chen family's hall had lit up their lamps, with charcoal fire already burning, filling the room with warmth. At this time, more than a dozen people were seated together, holding their breaths and listening to Old Master Chen speak.

  "...I walked closer and saw the woman cut her flesh with a knife..."

  A woman heard this and was slightly frightened, hastily stretching out her hand to cover the ears of a little girl sitting in front of her.

  "Mother Dan, don't listen, I dare not sleep at night." she said in a low voice.

  "No, I'm not afraid." Dan Niang hastily struggled free, sat up straight and stared at her uncle with wide eyes, as if she could see the scene from that time.

  "...then wrapped the sick person with those tattered rags and weeds..."

  "So severely injured and bleeding from cuts, wouldn't this make the poison even more potent?" Old Master Zhou interrupted to ask.

  He is a martial arts expert and is very familiar with injuries from swords and guns.

  "No." Old Master Chen shook his head and took a sip of water.

  "Uncle, speak quickly, is that man cured or not?" Dan Niang urged.

  Chen Shao nodded slightly.

  "Dan Niang, don't be rude, your uncle has been running around and working hard." he warned.

  The children didn't understand, but the adults all saw Mr. Chen's expression and knew that he must have been cured.

  "Uncle is working hard." Dan Niang hastily made a gesture of courtesy.

  Mr. Chen nodded with a smile.

  "Thank you, Dan Niang," he said, and then continued, "Later on, another even stranger medicine was decocted, and by the next morning, the person woke up."

  "How awesome!" Dan Niang exclaimed happily.

  Everyone present also breathed a sigh of relief.

  "And what's more, ten days later, he even caught up with us himself." Mr. Chen continued, "He could eat meat and drink wine, he could walk with support and sit with a backrest, he could talk and sing songs, he had already recovered, and he even helped us drive away the wolf pack."

  From dying to recovery, from being rescued to rescuing others, in just ten short days, it's truly a magical transformation. The people present couldn't help but exchange smiles with each other, and several young women even shook hands to celebrate.

  "Indeed a divine doctor, indeed a divine doctor." Chen Shao said repeatedly, looking at Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, paying his respects.

  The Zhou couple exchanged a glance. Although they had been suspicious from the moment they first learned about this matter, today, after hearing it again in detail, not only did their doubts not dissipate, but instead became even more inexplicable.

  This silly boy, how did he become a divine doctor?

  Isn't there really divine intervention in this world?

  "At first, the Taoist priest said that our young lady would have great good fortune in the future, but no one in the family believed it and didn't even want to send her to the temple. Although I don't understand, it doesn't prevent Mrs. Zhou from talking about past events, and as she speaks, she can't help but wipe away tears with her hand. 'I didn't expect it to actually come true, only my poor sister, if she were still here today, how happy she would be.'"

  Although they didn't know about the daughter of the Cheng family at first, this period of time was enough for the Chen family to investigate clearly and even sent someone to Bianzhou.

  It's nothing special, and it's surprising that a foolish child can get better, let alone cure diseases.

  "I think he's got some kind of elixir," a cousin whispered to Chen Shao beside him.

  Chen Shaodan nodded, this can be said to pass.

  I hope this prescription can save my father's life, as for how good this woman is and what relation she has with me.

  "It's a family matter, let's not talk about it. We should focus on saving Old Man Chen instead." said Mr. Zhou.

  The words had barely fallen when the voice of the servant woman outside the door rang out.

  "Master, Madam Cheng has arrived."

  The people in the room couldn't help but kneel up straight, the door was pulled open, and a woman stepped in.

  She took off her cloak and hood, revealing a delicate face to the crowd. Her raven-black hair cascaded down to her waist, and she wore a blue satin jacket with a plain white skirt underneath, simple yet elegant to the extreme. However, under the light of the lanterns, she seemed even more radiant and dazzling, making it hard for people to look directly at her.

  Good-looking...

  This is the first thought of old and young men and women regardless.

  So young...

  This is the second thought of all the old masters in the Chen family.

  The doctor said, "You're so young, where did you get this experience?" If it wasn't for having no other choice and just hearing about that miraculous cure, this one glance would have been enough to make them give up hope.

  "The patient, where is he?" asked Cheng Jiaoniang standing at the door.

  The people in the house finally came back to their senses and hastily got up.

  "Daughter, come with me."

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