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In the tranquil courtyard of Qingyan Mountain, bathed in the gentle embrace of the morning light, Bai Linglong, dressed in simple attire, moved gracefully with the breeze, resembling a fairy of the mountains.
She was intently teaching Xiaocui to identify medicinal herbs, with a stone table beside her piled high with freshly gathered plants.
Bai Linglong gently stroked her slightly rounded belly, feeling the gentle movements of the quadruplets within, her eyes filled with warmth and anticipation.
Looking up, her consciousness delved into the mysterious space, where the clear spiritual spring shimmered, and wisps of spiritual energy rose from the water’s surface.
In the boundless rice fields, the ripe rice ears swayed gently in the wind, while the distant mountains rolled on, lush with trees.
The magical power of this space provided Bai Linglong with boundless confidence.
Suddenly, a hurried set of footsteps broke the tranquility. Doctor Zhang rushed in, his face marked with urgency and fatigue, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and soaking his clothes.
“Master! Master!” He called out from a distance, his voice tinged with a hint of panic.
Bai Linglong and Xiaocui both looked up at the same time. Bai Linglong furrowed her brows slightly, putting down the herbs and moving forward steadily.
Each of her steps was light yet firm, exuding a calming presence that suggested she could solve any problem before her.
Her voice was crisp and pleasant, yet carried an undeniable authority, akin to a mountain spring flowing melodiously.
Doctor Zhang took a moment to steady himself, inhaling deeply before speaking, “Master, I’ve come to seek your help. There’s a Chen family in the town, one of the wealthiest households, known for their grand estate and exquisite architecture; everyone in the area knows them. However, the young master of the Chen family has fallen ill with a strange disease. I’ve examined him for a long time but have found no clues, and I’m truly at my wit’s end, so I implore you to come down the mountain to assist.”
A glimmer of curiosity flashed in Bai Linglong’s eyes as she gently asked, “Oh? What kind of strange illness is it? Please elaborate.”
She tilted her head slightly, her focus on Doctor Zhang as if she wanted to capture every detail in his words.
Doctor Zhang’s face was etched with worry as he slowly explained, “The young master of the Chen family initially only exhibited fatigue and excessive sleepiness. I thought it was due to exhaustion, so I prescribed some tonics. However, after taking the medicine, not only did he not improve, but his condition worsened. Now, he frequently experiences inexplicable spasms in his limbs, foams at the mouth, and his gaze has become vacant, alternating between clarity and confusion. He struggles to articulate his thoughts. I have searched through all the medical texts in the clinic, yet I cannot find any similar symptoms. I’m truly at my wit’s end.” He shook his head helplessly, the wrinkles on his face deepening.
After listening, Bai Linglong furrowed her brows, pondering for a moment before saying, “It does sound peculiar, but treating and saving lives is the duty of a doctor. Since you are at a loss, I will accompany you. However, I have a rule when it comes to treating patients, especially wealthy families. The consultation fee is ten thousand taels of silver; not a single copper coin less.”
Her tone was calm, yet her words carried an unwavering resolve, as if the ten thousand taels were a mere trifle, signifying the extraordinary value of her medical skills.
Doctor Zhang was slightly taken aback, but he quickly nodded, “Master, rest assured. The Chen family is rolling in wealth; ten thousand taels is nothing to them. As long as you can cure the young master’s illness, even if it costs more than ten thousand taels, they will not hesitate.”
Bai Linglong turned to Xiaocui and said, “Xiaocui, come with me as well. It’s good for your medical growth to see different ailments.”