"As for the two people who were taking dicine before, everyone saw that they could hardly swallow a few drops of soup from a mouthful of porridge. Even if they didn’t take the dicine, they would starve to death in a few days. They were already dying, and not taking dicines would lead to death anyway, so what’s the harm in gambling with the dicine? If it works, your son lives; if it doesn’t, your son who is ant to die will continue to do so!"
The final words were directed at the elderly woman by Yang Chuxia, "Do you think it’s fair to bla a doctor for the death of soone who was already dying? Be clear, you can only say the doctor didn’t cure your son, but not that he killed him, understand? Besides, you didn’t stop him from taking the dicine either."
The long speech entirely befuddled the elderly woman.
It took her a while to mutter, "If that’s the case, why didn’t you cure my son? Why didn’t you cure my son?"
"Are you annoying or what, old lady?" Even the innkeeper couldn’t stand it anymore, "Doctors can’t cure every disease, they aren’t immortals. Isn’t it normal that so diseases just can’t be cured? The fool on our street has seen many doctors and hasn’t been cured; what’s there to be doubtful about?"
Seeing that the elderly woman stopped making a fuss, Yang Chuxia then said to Ye Zi’an, "Explain to the townspeople with sick family mbers. Those who are willing to receive treatnt can do so, but they must be aware that no one can guarantee a cure. If the patient doesn’t recover and dies, we can’t have a commotion like today. If they don’t want treatnt, they may as well take their relatives ho to await death."
"I’ve got it!" Ye Zi’an nodded, then went on to arrange for County Magistrate Tong to handle it.
Fortunately, everyone was rational and willing to take a chance on the treatnt.
After the inn finally quieted down, Mu Shaoling sat sulking in his chair.
Noticing that Yang Chuxia also sat down, he said, "I’ve never been scolded like that before!"
"Who scolded you?" Commandery Princess Dongyang, just coming downstairs, asked.
With displeasure, Mu Shaoling replied, "You really can sleep through anything, can’t you? The place was in uproar, and I nearly got scolded to death, yet you managed to sleep? How can your heart be so big?"
Commandery Princess Dongyang retorted, "Bla ? Bla Chengcheng then, fussing all night without sleep, kept up too." She paused before adding, "You have the nerve to talk about sleep? You were the one who heard Chengcheng cry last night and didn’t even bother to soothe him."
Thinking about it made Commandery Princess Dongyang want to kick him a few tis, what a stinking man to say there was nothing to soothe about a stinking little boy and that only a soft and cute little girl deserved soothing. He even said he’d wait until his daughter cried before soothing her. Why doesn’t he just ascend to heaven then?
"Oh right, you were scolded? Who scolded you? I need to properly thank her; she did right by scolding you," Commandery Princess Dongyang added.
Mu Shaoling felt exasperated and after a long mont, he burst out, "Are you trying to infuriate to death!"
"Heh! I’m actually considering that idea," she teased.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoling turned and left with a flick of his sleeve.
"What’s his problem?" After he had left, Commandery Princess Dongyang asked Yang Chuxia.
Yang Chuxia then recounted what had happened outside earlier.
"So that’s what happened. What now? Should those people really just wait for death?"
At this point, Yang Chuxia looked towards Ye Zi’an.
"What can be done? We treat them, of course, but this matter still relies on Mu Shaoling to find a solution," said Ye Zi’an after thinking it over. "We’ll head back to the prefecture tomorrow. Mu Shaoling told he needs more dicinal herbs that aren’t available here; he needs to make a trip back to the Capital City. In the anti, Mu’s Clinic staff will co here to keep watch until he returns with the dicine."
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