The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

“Where’s the patient?”

“The patient is said to be at Rongji Pharmacy.”

After boiling the tea, Chunnian ladled it into the teapot and carried it to the main room.

She quickly returned. “Baobao, your grandfather wants you to go over.”

Chunnian warned, “I think those people are not easy to deal with, be careful with your words.”

“Alright,” Yingbao walked over to the main room.

Several people sat in the main room. Her own father and Uncle Li Langzhong sat on one side, and three strangers sat on the other.

Jiang Sanlang pulled his daughter to him and flatly stated, “This is my daughter. She’s not even six years old; she’s no divine doctor.”

“But the Seventh Young Master of the Wei Family said that your daughter Yingbao is an extraordinary doctor who can cure even the most difficult diseases. Even the Fourth Young Master from the Zhao Family affirmed this, which is why we have come to seek medical help.”

A middle-aged scholar said, “Jiang Village Mayor, there is no need to belittle yourself. As long as you cure our young master, we will certainly provide a generous reward.”

Yingbao sized up the three people before her.

This middle-aged scholar seemed to be a staff member in a certain mansion.

There was one martial general with a sword, with a straight figure, he appeared to be in his late twenties and dressed like a high-ranking officer.

The man in the middle, too familiar, turned out to be the future Army Horse Commander, Xiao Mo.

As Yingbao looked at Xiao Mo, he was also examining her.

Meeting his eyes, Yingbao defiantly glared right back.

In her previous life, she wouldn’t dare to do this, but now she was just a few-year-old girl from a law-abiding family, with her parents protecting her. What could he do?

Xiao Mo smirked and started, “So, your name is Yingbao. Wei Zhan often mentions you, he said you’re a very able little lady, your medical skills are outstanding, unparalleled.”

Yingbao swore inwardly at Wei Zhan, that ungrateful guy.

After feeding and taking care of him for several months, he betrayed her and brought this death god to her.

However, since he showed up, she didn’t need to hide her medical practice anymore, because the villagers knew about it.

“Indeed, my medical skills are outstanding,” Yingbao admitted without any shame.

Considering the circumstances, she might as well be generous in admitting that she was a unique young divine doctor.

Only in this way could she negotiate with these nobles; even if she appeared arrogant, they would think it was because she was proud of her talents.

Jiang Sanlang didn’t agree and pulled his daughter back, whispering, “Don’t make a scene.”

Xiao Mo didn’t mind, he smiled and asked, “Since Yingbao admits her exceptional medical skills, could she have a look at my brother? If he recovers, I will be eternally grateful.”

“If I can’t cure him, will you kill me?” Yingbao asked candidly.

“Absolutely not,” Xiao Mo solemnly replied. “We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate. If his illness really can’t be cured, then it’s just his destiny. I would never blame Yingbao.”

Yingbao: “Then be it. Swear that if I can’t cure him, you won’t blame anyone nor retaliate against anyone in my family. But if I cure him, you must promise not to harm anyone in the Jiang Family for the rest of your life, including me.”

This man kept his word, and he had a prestigious status. Yingbao was betting that he would definitely keep his promise.

She remembered that in her previous life, a travelling doctor who was very good in the medical field once treated him and was often invited to his shut-in concubines for medical consultations, even to herself, a dancing girl.

That time when she sprained her ankle, yet was still required to perform at a banquet, she ended up with a foot swollen like a pig’s trotter, almost useless.

The old man treated her sprained ankle while cursing Xiao Mo very harshly. Even while Xiao Mo was standing beside them, he never replied. Moreover, he gave him a large consultation fee and respectfully escorted him out.

From this, it seemed that this man could be courteous to those who had been kind to him.

So, she might as well take this opportunity to get a promise from him and ask for a favor.

It is just treating his brother. If it fails, she can’t be blamed. She is just a five or six-year-old child.

But if the treatment works, this man would owe her a favor.

Upon hearing his daughter’s blunt words, Jiang Sanlang was a bit guilty, so he said: “Children don’t know how to be tactful, please don’t be offended, my lord.”

Xiao Mo gestured dismissively, “No worries, your darling is straightforward; why would I be petty?”

Yingbao’s face twitched. She nestled into her father and whispered, “Dad, treating his brother won’t be a loss for us. A nobleman’s life is very valuable. When the time comes, if he gives us a large sum of medical fees, we will be in good fortune.”

Jiang Sanlang:

As a Martial General, Xiao Mo, despite Yingbao’s small and muffled voice, heard everything and couldn’t help but smile.

“Doctor Yingbao, is it convenient for my brother to receive medical treatment now?” Xiao Mo asked.

Yingbao: “You have not sworn yet.”

Xiao Mo, helpless, stretched out three fingers and made an oath to heaven and earth: “I Xiao, swear never to harm Doctor Yingbao and her family; if I break this oath, let heaven and earth punish me.”

“You need to add one more item: if you break this oath, you will be childless and wifeless, living a life of loneliness.” Yingbao said.

This guy in her past life collected quite a number of concubines, but she never saw a child being born, neither heard of his wife or children, perhaps he received retribution.

Once the two people beside him heard this, their faces changed, and they harshly retorted, “What daring!”

Jiang Sanlang tucked his daughter into his arms and looked at the two men unhappily, “Why are you two shouting? My daughter is only five years old; she’s but an innocent child, and you are grown-ups, why are you competing with a child?”

The Scholar, his moustache bristling with anger, said, “Children must learn proper manners. Such unashamed boasting, aren’t you afraid of bringing catastrophe upon your family?”

Jiang the Old Man was immediately displeased, “What do you mean? You are even competing with a four-year-old child now. Are you here for treatment, or to show off? I tell you, I am not easily intimidated!”

The Scholar was about to retort, but Xiao Mo stopped him with a glance: “It’s okay, calm down. It’s just a promise, I can keep it.”

Then he repeated the oath, adding the provision that Yingbao had asked for.

Yingbao, satisfied, ignored the murderous glares from the Scholar and Martial General, grabbed her father and went to the kitchen to get her medicine box.

Jiang Sanlang whispered to her, “Baobao, why are you causing so much whirlwind? We can’t afford to offend those people.”

“I’m not causing a whirlwind, they need my help, and with Uncle Li Langzhong here, it is natural to meet my conditions before treating his brother.”

If she were to refuse to treat, she’d truly risk offending him; hence, she couldn’t afford to miss out on anything she could get from this.

As for his subordinates, if they do something without his command, they would surely die a horrific death.

Anxious about her father, Yingbao added: “If I can cure his brother, they will be even less likely to make me cross. Don’t worry, Dad.”

Martial Generals love life, they would hope for effective medical treatment once injured.

In their eyes, her medical skills were a guarantee of life-saving.

Who would want to contend with their own lives?

Jiang Sanlang sighed, helping his daughter pick up the medicine box: “Let your dad accompany you to Uncle Li Langzhong’s house.”

“Okay.”

Father and daughter followed Li Langzhong and the others back to the Rongji Pharmacy.

In the room where the patient was, Yingbao saw a young boy with a grayish face curled up on the bed, half unconscious.

The boy, in his teens, bore slight resemblance to Xiao Mo.

Yingbao took his pulse, examined the wounds on the boy’s body, cross-referenced with Uncle Li Langzhong’s diagnosis, and drew a conclusion.

This boy was in critical condition due to severe infection of his abdominal wound.

Uncle Li Langzhong whispered, “Yingbao, what are the odds of healing him?”

“Fifty percent, I suppose.” Good or bad, both outcomes were equally likely in this case.

Yingbao continued, “Grandpa Li, we need to cut away the necrotic flesh from his wound first, then we will apply medication to sew it up.”

Worst comes to worst, she would use a bit more Five-Ding Zhi, trying to see if she could save him.