A Good Country Wife-Chapter 140 Don’t Blame Me_1

No matter how Jiang Ziqi’s temperament was, his attitude toward patients was always very serious. After taking Zhao Erhu’s pulse, he had a clear understanding of the condition and showed a relaxed and comfortable expression. Both Lin Yue and Doctor Zheng, seeing the Divine Doctor’s confident manner, also showed a hint of joy on their faces.

"Divine Doctor, how is my husband? Can he be cured?" Lin Yue asked impatiently, her voice tinged with a bit of nervousness and urgency. Without a definite answer, she could never be at ease.

Jiang Ziqi looked at Lin Yue thoughtfully for a moment before speaking leisurely, "Your husband has been well cared for by you. It’s just that there’s a clot putting pressure on his nerves in his brain, resulting in his unconsciousness. After I give him acupuncture and supplement it with herbal decoctions, he should wake up within ten days." Jiang Ziqi spoke with certainty, clearly confident in his diagnosis of Zhao Erhu’s condition.

"That’s wonderful, truly wonderful. Thank you, Divine Doctor." Since Zhao Erhu had fallen unconscious, apart from Doctor Zheng, Lin Yue, hoping against hope, had consulted several other physicians, only to be disappointed by their answers. Now, finally receiving good news, Lin Yue couldn’t contain her joy.

"No need for thanks. I took your consultation fee and will naturally fulfill my duties as a physician. Besides, this isn’t a difficult condition to treat. My confidence is also due to your proper care of the patient. Despite being unconscious for nearly two months, his body has not shown signs of decline but is instead well-nurtured. It’s clear you’ve devoted a great deal of effort to his care. Otherwise, even with my medical skills, it would be impossible. To marry a wise wife is to be fortunate; this brute indeed has good luck."

Jiang Ziqi’s tone was quite gentle, and his attitude towards Lin Yue softened significantly. Raised in an environment familiar with all the groveling, cunning, and scheming that went on between people, often even between spouses for personal gain, it was rare to see such sincerity. Seeing that Lin Yue treated her husband and a child not related by blood so well, Jiang Ziqi felt a deeper sense of approval.

Despite having only interacted with him for a short time, Lin Yue had already become accustomed to the Divine Doctor’s straightforward temperament and some of his peculiarities. Hearing Jiang Ziqi calling Zhao Erhu a ’brute,’ she wasn’t surprised. As for the compliments, she just listened silently, knowing he wasn’t expecting her to respond.

When it came to acupuncture, an extensive and profound medical technique with a long history, Lin Yue found it too profound for her to comprehend. However, after a session of acupuncture, both the Divine Doctor and Zhao Erhu had beads of sweat on their foreheads, looking quite laborious, which showed clear effects. Lin Yue wondered distractedly whether the Divine Doctor was also using internal energy as portrayed on television, looking so magical.

"Alright, today’s acupuncture session is over. From now on, I will come to give the patient acupuncture at this time every day. Soon, I will write a prescription. You brew the medicine and give it to him. Take good care of him, and make sure he doesn’t catch cold in the next few days. With this, the patient will recover some awareness in a day or two." Jiang Ziqi spoke slowly as he put away the silver needles and instructed Lin Yue.

Lin Yue did not expect results in such a short time and felt even more joy. She nodded in agreement, only then truly feeling grateful and respectful toward the Divine Doctor.

"Young Master, the Zhao Family’s lady has excellent culinary skills, and the food she makes is exceptionally delicious. It’s almost noon now. How about we have lunch at the Zhao Family’s house?" Doctor Zheng, who had been silently observing and learning by the side, saw Jiang Ziqi packing up to leave and tentatively suggested, unsure whether the Young Master would be annoyed.