After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 47 - Matters of Life and Death

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Matters of Life and Death

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Matters of Life and Death

With each stroke and character, resolution and professionalism were vividly portrayed, and soon a prescription leaped onto the paper and was handed over to Li Huaixin.

Li Huaixin unfolded the prescription, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowing as his gaze wandered among those familiar yet unfamiliar combinations of herbs, internally marveling at the ingenuity.

Although the handwriting was somewhat coarse, it couldn’t conceal the uniqueness and brilliance it held.

Though puzzled, he knew well of Su Yu’s advanced medical skills, especially proven by the curing of the Young Master Tutor’s wife, so he decided not to question further but silently memorized each herb listed on the prescription.

Time slowly flowed by in the quiet hall, the air seeming to be permeated with an atmosphere of waiting, solemn and expectant.

At this moment, however, Song Xiaoniang felt as if the various discomforts that had been tormenting her were quietly dissipating along with the changing atmosphere.

Her mind gradually stabilized, her hands no longer trembling, and even the fine sweat miraculously stopped flowing.

In the depths of her heart, she silently rejoiced, grateful for the timely removal of that bracelet, which had markedly improved her condition in this brief period.

She didn’t know if Su Yu would scoff at her selfish delight, considering her thoughts superficial and foolish.

In fact, Song Xiaoniang’s relief was more due to her stabilized emotions and the dissipation of tension rather than the direct effect of any medicine.

Her ignorance led her to mistake her mental calm for a fundamental improvement in her condition, not realizing she was yet to awaken.

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A moment later, Li Huaixin entered the room holding a bowl of dark brown medicine, walking slowly.

The scent of the medicine mingled with a somewhat unpleasant odor, filling the entire space.

Su Yu said softly to Song Xiaoniang, “Please take it, one dose of this medicine should suffice to show effects, curing illness with medicine; I hope you recover soon.”

Song Xiaoniang, without a moment’s hesitation, cupped the bowl with both hands and tilted her head back, swallowing all the medicine.

At that moment, an indescribable bitterness nearly made her retch, her throat seeming scorched by fire, her eyebrows tightly knitted, her face etched with pain.

Su Yu’s voice remained calm yet carried an undeniable force, “If you want to live, you must endure this bitterness.”

In her mind, Song Xiaoniang recited, “Good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to the illness.” No matter how bitter the medicine, as long as it could save her life, it was worth it.

Thus, she closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, her expression distorted as she forced down the bitter concoction; each gulp a punishment for her past foolish actions and a plea for rebirth.

Su Yu stared at the now empty medicine bowl in front of him, feeling the heaviness and anxiety in his heart being drawn out with the medicine, leaving behind a faint sense of relief.

However, he knew well that the real struggle, the battle of wits, was just beginning.

He quietly asked, his tone gentle yet edged with sharpness, “Did this medicine suit your taste?”

At his words, Song Xiaoniang’s face slightly changed, and after a moment of astonishment, she forced a smile, her words strained, “Medicine is never sweet, but coming from Divine Doctor Su, it must be of the highest quality.”

“Indeed,”

Su Yu spoke slowly, her voice clear as a spring, each word carrying undeniable confidence.

“This medicine formula is unique, combining Left Coiling Dragon, Moon Viewing Sand, night sand, Five Spirit Fat, White Clove, silkworm sand, and chicken feces, along with a rare dose of golden juice. These ingredients all serve to cleanse the body of impurities and purify the mind. I hope that after Song Xiaoniang takes it, all the gloom in her heart will be dispersed, and she will no longer engage in unjust actions, lest she suffer the consequences herself.”

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoniang faintly sensed the deeper meaning behind the words, as if there was an implied message. She could not help but furrow her brow in confusion.

Seeing this, Su Yu turned to look at Li Huaixin beside her, her tone light but carrying an undeniable force, “Divine Doctor Zhu, it seems Song Xiaoniang does not quite understand my prescription. Could you please explain it to her?”

Li Huaixin inwardly smiled bitterly, murmuring to himself: This girl, why not just say it straight out? Why drag me into this? He had already perceived Su Yu’s intentions—this was to use his words as a lesson for Song Xiaoniang.

Thinking of Song Xiaoniang’s usual behavior, a sense of satisfaction arose within him. Usually, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but today presented an opportunity.

Thus, he cleared his throat, preparing to explain in detail, “Ahem, listen carefully. This so-called Left Coiling Dragon is actually pigeon feces; Moon Viewing Sand is rabbit feces; night sand comes from bats; Five Spirit Fat is rat feces; White Clove refers to sparrow feces; silkworm sand is the excrement of silkworms; as for chicken feces, well, it simply is chicken feces. As for that golden juice… ahem, that actually is… However, Song Xiaoniang can rest assured, despite their unsightly origins, these materials are all top-choice medicinal ingredients. They are precisely targeted and guarantee a cure for the ailment without any side effects!”

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoniang’s eyes widened, her expression a mixture of shock and disbelief, as if struck by a bolt from the blue, unable to believe she had just swallowed so many ‘exotic treasures.’

A moment later, she let out a heart-wrenching scream, followed by bending over and retching violently, creating a rather unbearable scene.

At this point, the Young Master Tutor’s wife finally realized what Su Yu had intended.

She struggled to maintain the dignity appropriate to a mistress of the house, forcibly suppressing a smile, yet inwardly she could not help but applaud the scheme.

As a result, the usually overbearing Song Xiaoniang finally tasted her own bitter medicine, to the delight of all.

In her gaze towards Su Yu, there was now an added measure of admiration and affirmation.

Young Master Tutor Lin, seeing his beloved in such a disgraceful state, vomiting in front of everyone, his expression was complex.

Seeing Song Xiaoniang in such a desperate condition, Su Yu felt a secret delight: Truly blind, to have chosen to oppose me.

She deliberately put on a concerned look, but her tone contained a hint of schadenfreude, “Oh dear, how could this be? The medicinal strength is meant to purge the illness from the body, and such a reaction now might affect the medicinal efficacy, endangering your health in the future.”

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoniang felt both hatred and fear, her fury having nowhere to vent, she could only glare fiercely at Su Yu.

Su Yu seized the opportunity to pretend to scold Li Huaixin, “Divine Doctor Zhu, oh, Divine Doctor Zhu, why must you be so straightforward? I only asked you to explain the effects of the medicine, but you went ahead and revealed all its sources. Although these ingredients come from ‘special’ origins, they are remarkably effective. Our predecessors gave them elegant names so that patients would take them without worry. Now that the medicine has been vomited out, we can’t delay the treatment of the illness. Hurry up and brew another bowl, as this matter is a matter of life and death, not to be taken lightly!”

Her words were heart-wrenching, every phrase filled with sincerity, the earnest look in her eyes leaving Song Xiaoniang momentarily unable to discern truth from pretense.

Just moments ago, Song Xiaoniang was wondering if this girl from the backwoods was craftily planning some prank to embarrass her.

Li Huaixin had fully witnessed the cunning tactics of this woman, who with just a few words, cleverly placed herself under his protection.