Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World
Chapter 522 - 524: Back to the Hospital

Chapter 522: Chapter 524: Back to the Hospital

Pei Huaian sighed and grasped Shao He’s hand, saying, "I’m sorry, Shao He. I had planned to ask my father tonight for permission for us to marry, but his illness has delayed it."

"It doesn’t matter, as long as we have each other in our hearts, the timing of our marriage isn’t important." Shao He also did not wish to marry too soon.

She wasn’t ready in her heart to become Pei Huaian’s wife.

Pei Huaian, exhausted, pinched the corners of his eyes. "Thank you for your understanding."

The carriage soon stopped in front of the courtyard, and Pei Huaian personally watched them enter before he left.

Qingxia and Qing Shan joyfully took over Xiao Linzhang.

"Little master, do you still remember me?" Qingxia leaned in to ask.

Xiao Linzhang, now chubby, his bright eyes twinkling, blinked rapidly.

"I remember, Aunt Qingxia, Aunt Qing Shan."

Qingxia exclaimed, "I can’t believe the little master still remembers me!"

Seeing her excitement, Qing Shan softly said, "You should be more composed as a woman."

"Yes, sister." Qingxia playfully stuck out her tongue at her.

Xiao Linzhang covered his mouth and laughed, his big eyes squinting into slits.

Shao He cuddled Xiao Linzhang and sweetly fell asleep, relieving her fatigue.

She woke early, walked to the window, and pushed it open. Outside, the sunlight was brilliant, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth.

Upon seeing her mistress awake, Qingxia walked in with a basin of water to help her wash and dress.

Qing Shan, meanwhile, carried in the food prepared by the nanny into a side room, where everyone sat down to eat together, a rule initially set by Shao He.

After breakfast, Shao He handed the child over to Qing Shan and the nanny and, accompanied by Qingxia, went to Anji Hall.

As soon as she reached the entrance, she saw many people already waiting, including Yun Qian and Zhao Yuebei, both looking anxiously around.

When the public saw someone approaching, they swarmed over, and Yun Qian and Zhao Yuebei were directly squeezed out.

"Doctor Shao, you are finally back. I have been coughing at night recently with no phlegm. Could you please check what’s wrong?"

"Doctor Shao, I’ve been having a slight pain in my lower abdomen recently, could you take a look?"

"Doctor Shao, my arm got scalded, could you prescribe a medicine for me?"

The crowd didn’t give Shao He a chance to speak, continually bombarding her with questions.

Shao He frowned at the crowd. Yun Qian and Zhao Yuebei pushed through the throng, shouting, "Everyone, please calm down and line up. Let’s handle this one by one."

On hearing this, the crowd gradually stepped back but still blocked Shao He’s way.

"Doctor Shao, please take a look at me," an elderly man suddenly knelt down, his eyes brimming with tears, his expression sorrowful.

Shao He’s brow furrowed, "Elder, please get up first and let’s discuss the matter slowly."

Qingxia hastily stepped forward to help the man up.

"Don’t worry, speak slowly. If there’s truly a need, I’ll do my best to help," Shao He kindly advised.

Supporting the elder, Shao He walked inside, followed by others.

Inside the room, the elderly man’s face was waxen, he was sweating from his brow, and his entire body trembled.

"Elder, how are you feeling now?" Shao He inquired.

The old man shook his head. "I feel weak all over, my whole body is cold, as though I’m in an ice cellar, and my headache is severe, as if it’s going to explode."

After a moment’s contemplation, Shao He took out a silver needle and rapidly inserted it into several points on the old man’s head.

The elder’s originally pale complexion gradually turned rosy, his breathing became smoother, and his body stopped trembling.

The spectators were amazed by the sudden change, never expecting a few haphazard pricks from Shao He to cure the old man.

The old man opened his eyes, gripped Shao He’s hand excitedly, and said, "My savior, you have truly saved this old life of mine."

"Elder, you are too kind. You have a migraine, and acupuncture only temporarily relieves your pain. To completely resolve your headache, we need to examine you further to see if other illnesses are causing it."

Upon hearing this, the elder’s joyful expression vanished, his face etched with worry. "But I, I don’t have the silver to pay for treatment."

"It’s okay, I can cover it for now. Get treated first, then we can discuss repayment," Shao He didn’t waive the old man’s medical fee.

If she waived it this time, inevitably some shameless people might take advantage of her generosity, seeing as they were running a medical hall, not a charity.

The elder, emotional, held her hand. "Really? Thank you, Doctor Shao. I will definitely earn the silver to pay you back."

The onlookers also voiced their opinions, some admiring Shao He’s actions, while others thought her hypocritical.

One woman muttered, "False charity. If you really cared, you would have waived the fee entirely, why make him pay it back?"

"Yes, your Anji Hall has also made a lot of silver this year, a small sum like this is nothing for you," another woman agreed.

Hearing this, Qingxia burst into anger, pointed at them, and said, "My mistress is a compassionate doctor, what right do you have to slander her like this. Besides, this is Anji Hall, not Jishan Hall!"

"My mistress serves the people, seeking welfare for everyone."

"Unlike you, who only know how to spout envious nonsense, what right do you have to criticize my mistress?"

"What have you done for the people? Since you are so charitable, why don’t you pay for the elder’s treatment?"

Qingxia angrily yelled, her frustration showing, leaving the crowd stunned.