Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 475: Unparalleled Divine Doctor (5) 1st Update

Chapter 475: Unparalleled Divine Doctor (5) 1st Update

"It seems my real father has no taste, huh?" Liao Lin critiqued Ye Shaohua with a scrutinizing gaze, muttering to himself.

To think he abandoned my mother and me for such an ordinary woman.

From birth, Liao Lin had been smarter than other children as if he had been granted a cheat by the heavens. He had even taken control of a small sect.

To someone as conceited as him, even Sikong Mingxuan, who was outstanding in every aspect, was barely worthy of being his father.

Now, seeing the utterly mediocre Ye Shaohua, he didn’t sense the slightest fluctuation of Internal Strength from her,

and naturally, he looked down upon her.

Yet, on her side, Ye Shaohua was not oblivious to the judgmental glances directed at her.

However, she didn’t mind; her purpose today was to follow Dong Xue and visit a few people who had undergone surgery by Liao Mingxin.

To be frank, their recovery wasn’t going well.

After all, this was ancient times, not the modern era. Bacterial infections and postoperative recovery posed significant issues.

Especially during surgery, where sterilization was inadequate and there were no computers or instruments to monitor patients’ conditions mid-operation. Practically everyone who went under the knife was infected at some point, it was just that these consequences were overlooked by the common people.

Ye Shaohua originally thought that Liao Mingxin would have made a name for himself here with some accomplishments in surgery. She didn’t expect the reality to deviate so drastically from her expectations.

Such outcomes led Ye Shaohua to speculate that Liao Mingxin, back in modern times, must have been a surgeon who had just recently begun operating.

Those major surgeries that required dozens of experts to research and analyze beforehand—she likely had never experienced them firsthand.

Watching Ye Shaohua deep in thought, Dong Xue furrowed her brows, too.

The Lady’s hopes were optimistic, but now the Ye Family had completely fallen. Could they truly rise again?

But then Dong Xue thought of the wound medicine Ye Shaohua had given her yesterday and began to hesitate again.

The Ye Family had a long history as medical practitioners.

Growing up in the Ye Family, Dong Xue had naturally absorbed knowledge about medicine.

She looked down at her thumb, which she had cut the night before; it was already healing quite well. This medicine was more effective than any that the old master had used on the Lady before.

Dong Xue knew that even the best wound medicine remaining in the Palace couldn’t compare to the powder the Lady had formulated.

And then there was the old master. Remembering the reputation he had to endure outside, Dong Xue felt deeply grieved.

Like the Lady, she wanted to clear the old master’s name. She had thought that, as two orphaned girls, it was already good enough to just survive the ordeal; who would have thought the Lady had such a talent?

With this in mind, she couldn’t just wait passively for her fate.

Ye Shaohua had her sell all of the family’s remaining assets and, in the company of Dong Xue, bought a large quantity of medicinal herbs.

After Dong Xue brought the herbs back, she said to Ye Shaohua, "Lady, Dong Xue needs to find someone and will return tomorrow. You will be alone at home tonight, so be careful. If someone knocks on the door, don’t open it under any circumstances."

"Where are you going?" Ye Shaohua was about to head to the Medical Hall to prepare the medicine when she saw Dong Xue like this and narrowed her eyes.

Dong Xue did not explain, "Lady, don’t worry about it."

Ye Shaohua saw a glimpse of hope in her eyes and slightly tightened her gaze, leaving a spiritual mark on her.

She no longer interfered, knowing that if something happened, she could rush over immediately.

Though most of the Ye Family’s maids had left, Ye Shaohua knew Dong Xue was not one to desert her.

**

In the Jiangnan Governor Li Mingde’s home, the security was exceptionally strict.

For Dong Xue, meeting the person inside was very difficult.

She clutched the silver in her hands, which was all that remained after selling the last of the Ye Family’s possessions and purchasing the medicinal herbs. The Lady had given it to her without a word.

Thinking this, Dong Xue steeled her heart, passed the silver to the gatekeeper, and explained her purpose.

Having seen the money, even the guard, who had initially been cold, softened, going inside to bring out the person Dong Xue wanted to see.

"Cousin Lady!" Dong Xue’s spirits lifted upon seeing the person, and then she explained her intentions, "Cousin Lady, please believe me, the Lady inherited the old master’s talent. She will definitely be able to revive the Ye Family Medical Hall and clear the old master’s name..."

On hearing Dong Xue mention Ye Bozhong, a dimness clouded Song Jingshu’s eyes.

She looked at Dong Xue and sighed, "Dong Xue, I’d like to help you and Shaohua, to seek vindication for my uncle. But now, the Governor has transferred the management of his inner house to his favored concubine. I’ve been kneeling in the Buddha Hall for a month, and was only released yesterday. Even if I wanted to help you and Shaohua, I’m powerless to do so."

"Concubine? When the Governor married you, didn’t he swear to the old master that he would take no concubines?" Dong Xue wasn’t completely ignorant about the dealings inside the inner house, and she understood upon seeing Song Jingshu’s mournful expression, "The Governor is choosing to protect himself prudently, he doesn’t want to deal with anything related to the Ye Family anymore."

Dong Xue could understand. Once Ye Bozhong fell into trouble, none of Ye Bozhong’s friends could be seen.

After all, Ye Bozhong had offended someone from the royal family.

Who would dare to get involved?

It’s always easy to add flowers to brocade, but providing coal in snowy weather is hard.

But Dong Xue didn’t expect Li Mingde to go so far.

Years ago, when Li Mingde fell ill and collapsed on the street while on his way to the capital for the examination, no one dared to approach him. The guards at the city gate were about to send him out of the city to fend for himself.

Passing by, Ye Bozhong saved him, recognizing that he was a scholar on his way to the examinations, with good knowledge, and even gave him twenty taels of silver.

Later, Li Mingde became the Top Scholar and, with the help of Ye Bozhong, rose quickly through the ranks, eventually marrying Ye Bozhong’s niece, Song Jingshu.

Without Ye Bozhong, how could Li Mingde have his success today?

Yet now that Ye Bozhong had fallen, not only had Li Mingde been the first to kick a man while he was down, but was he treating Song Jingshu so horribly?

"Cousin Lady, what will you do now?" Dong Xue asked, her heart aching as she looked at the much thinner Song Jingshu.

Song Jingshu pulled out a purse from her pocket and sighed, "Dong Xue, at least I am alive and well in the inner house. You and Shaohua have it different. This is my savings over the years; take it and take good care of Shaohua."

Dong Xue refused, but Song Jingshu forcefully stuffed it into her sleeve.

After Dong Xue left, Song Jingshu turned and entered the Governor’s mansion.

As soon as she stepped into her yard, she saw her husband and Shen Aunty under a tree. Her heart stung when she caught Li Mingde’s icy glance.

"Ye Family disregards Li Family rules, from today onwards, you are forbidden from leaving the inner house. If you dare to take one step outside, it’s divorce!"

Upon hearing this, Song Jingshu’s form swayed slightly.

"My lord, is this fair to my sister?" Shen Aunty held Li Mingde’s arm, her pretty face alight with coquettishness, "Didn’t the butler just eavesdrop? He said that Ye Lady could vindicate Ye old master..."

"This is not for you to worry about," Li Mingde shook his head, "It’s the higher-ups meddling with the Ye Family, no one can do anything."

As for the only remaining Ye Lady? Li Mingde scoffed, what waves could a half-grown child stir up?