My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 962 - 939: Never Afraid of Being Accused

Mrs. Deng also remembered and exchanged a glance with Lai San. Without hiding anything, she said to Qin Liuxi, "Last summer, I drank some water scooped from the water jar, and I think I swallowed something..."

Hiss.

Someone drew in a cold breath.

"Can this be cured?" Lai San swallowed, his throat making a gulping sound, and angrily said, "I told you, those quacks couldn’t even diagnose this."

"Of course it can be cured, and quite easily," Qin Liuxi looked at Mrs. Deng and asked, "Do you want to drink talisman water or get acupuncture?"

"Talisman water is possible?" Mrs. Deng thought to herself, is Daoist medicine simply about giving talisman water?

"You could also take herbal medicine, then go back, prepare herbs and drink them, and it will be expelled," Qin Liuxi replied.

"Then I’ll drink the talisman water," Mrs. Deng decided after thinking.

Lai San seemed hesitant, thinking can talisman water really cure this? Hopefully, his wife isn’t being fooled—after all, this could be a God Stick... no, a Taoist, like those nuns at the nunnery who often give talisman water; it doesn’t harm, but doesn’t seem to help either.

The talisman water was simple; Qin Liuxi had brought medicine charms before coming, and now she only needed to draw an expelling insect spell on it.

Drawing talismans was Qin Liuxi’s specialty; she had honed her skills during her retreat at Heavenly Mountain, making drawing the expelling insect spell even more effortless.

After drawing and drying a talisman filled with Spiritual Energy, Qin Liuxi asked for hot water to dissolve it, and had Mrs. Deng drink it, while Lai San held a large ceramic bowl waiting.

Lai San was clueless.

Until after his wife drank the talisman water, little time passed before she felt something unusual in her abdomen, her stomach churned, and she felt like vomiting.

Mrs. Deng immediately seized Lai San’s large ceramic bowl and vomited into it.

A sour stench spread instantly.

Lai San felt a bit nauseous, and everyone instinctively stepped back two paces, covering their noses.

Mrs. Deng vomited for a while, and her face turned pale. She instinctively looked down, and screamed out.

Crash.

The ceramic bowl fell to the ground, spilling the contents everywhere.

Qin Liuxi reacted swiftly, pulling her disciple aside.

"Water, leech..." Lai San exclaimed in shock.

Some curious individuals leaned closer and shouted in surprise, "It’s really a leech, oh my, it’s still alive."

Indeed, a slippery, black-red leech was wriggling on the ground.

Mrs. Deng almost fainted; she thought her illness was some abdominal disorder, without getting better from medicine, perhaps even beyond cure—turns out there was such a thing making havoc in her stomach.

Ugh.

The calmest was Qin Liuxi, who had already retreated to one side, quickly wrote a prescription, handed it to Mrs. Deng, and said, "Now that the pest is out, you won’t have abdominal pain; however, you’re somewhat weak, take a few doses of medicine to recuperate."

Mrs. Deng took it and thanked her.

"Master, my wife will be fine after taking medicine, right? Can she have a baby?" Lai San smiled broadly and pushed forward.

Qin Liuxi gave him a glance, "With a father like you, why have children? It’ll only bring suffering to the mother and child."

Lai San’s face reddened, stammering, "I, I will change, won’t I?"

"When you’ve truly changed, then children will come," Qin Liuxi said, "Go offer some incense oil to the City God; consider it today’s consulting fee."

Lai San responded enthusiastically, pulled up Mrs. Deng, performed a courtesy, and headed out, thinking that this master has some skills; better worship the City God she presides over for the Enlightenment!

After the couple left, people outside rushed to barge in.

"Master, I, I’m also ill, save me!"

"Master, I’ve had a headache for over ten years, take a look at me!"

"Master, my infertility..."

Having witnessed the skill of a true doctor, who wouldn’t seize the chance? Consultation fees were just offerings at the City God Temple, worth it, absolutely worth it.

Qin Liuxi had to lead two disciples for a charity clinic at the City God Temple, also giving the newly built City God Temple a touch of incense.

It wasn’t until noon that Nian Youwei arrived to invite Qin Liuxi and the others back for lunch, and to offer apologies.

Conducting charity clinics counts as a good deed, and Qin Liuxi and the others didn’t mind. Only she herself had matters to attend to, so after the lunch, she left with a smile.

"Our South County is poor, and there’s little money in the coffers; here’s some incense money for Qingping Temple, thanks for making the trip," Nian Youwei handed over a small wallet, his face slightly flushing.

Qin Liuxi accepted it with a smile, "Some wealthy people are still willing to gain a reputation for kindness, if you want to do good deeds, talk to them more, through accumulated yin de, you accumulate virtue and gain fortune."

Nian Youwei’s eyes sparkled, a coincidence, he had the same idea—using some personal experiences, even if fabricated, surely they’d take the bait.

South County may be poor, but the wealthy aren’t; they hold onto their land, form good relationships with them to achieve success, not failure, but achievements.

Nian Youwei contentedly bade farewell to Qin Liuxi.

Just as Qin Liuxi left South County, she received a message from Hei Sha.

Little Ginseng Spirit is in danger, come quickly!