Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 205 - 204: Zuo Panlong

Several months had passed without seeing each other, and the Miao Family looked thinner.

The outfit she was wearing was familiar to Zhu Yu; it was from three years ago when, for her birthday, Zhu Cheng had someone bring her fabrics to choose from for making two dresses.

At that time, the Miao Family chose a tender and bright-colored fabric and another with the pattern she was wearing. She had the tender and bright fabric made into a dress for Zhu Yu and kept only one for herself. She rarely took it out to wear, usually only when she feared embarrassing Zhu Cheng or when Pang Yuzhen entertained other ladies at the Prince Mansion.

Zhu Yu observed the outfit hanging on the Miao Family, noting that it hung loose, clearly indicating that her mother had lost weight over the past few months.

The Miao Family noticed someone entering and quickly paused her actions, respectfully greeting Yan Daoxin and the others.

Pang Yuzhen also opened her eyes, studying Yan Daoxin as he approached, looking him up and down several times.

According to the practices of Shuo Country, women in the inner chambers of households needn’t cover their heads or avoid outsiders, especially someone as distinguished as the Princess Consort like Pang Yuzhen, who had less concern.

However, such scrutinizing behavior was still discomforting for the one being observed.

Yan Daoxin maintained a stern expression, clasping his left hand over his right, raising it to his chest with a slight nod, which served as his greeting to Pang Yuzhen.

Pang Yuzhen likely did not expect this Divine Doctor to be so noble-minded, evidently with no intention of regarding her as the Princess Shuo, causing her slight displeasure.

But observing his uncommon demeanor, noticeably different from the doctors and medical officers previously invited by Zhu Cheng and different from ordinary Daoists, she temporarily set aside her displeasure, quickly assessing the two Daoists following the Divine Doctor, noticing their unremarkable appearances, and paid them little attention.

"This is the Divine Doctor Yan?" Pang Yuzhen spoke, her voice feeble and weak, gesturing to the opposite chair, "Please sit."

"Lately, I’ve been restless, uneasy, always feeling tightness in my chest and sleepless nights. Eating feels like chewing wax; swallowing feels like filling my stomach with stones.

Today, I burden you, Divine Doctor, to check my pulse. Please help me find the root of my illness."

Yan Daoxin didn’t respond politely, sat gracefully, and silently gestured for Pang Yuzhen to place her right hand on the round table.

Pang Yuzhen quickly complied.

Yan Daoxin slightly lowered his eyes, placing his fingers on Pang Yuzhen’s wrist, meticulously taking her pulse.

The Miao Family stood behind Pang Yuzhen with a hint of nervousness, not daring to make a sound to avoid disturbing the Divine Doctor, oblivious to the little Daoist across constantly studying her.

Zhu Yu quietly sighed.

It seemed that during the months since she married into Jin Country, the Miao Family’s days hadn’t been easy.

Over the years, an understanding had developed between them, and Pang Yuzhen trusted her timid nature, although not exactly kind would not overly trouble her.

The only cause of her current dishevelment could only be the distant marriage of her only daughter, without any updates, leaving her worried.

Even understanding, Zhu Yu could only remain silent, as their identities couldn’t be revealed at the moment.

Soon, Yan Daoxin gestured for Pang Yuzhen to switch hands, taking another pulse before relaxing his grip, sitting upright and looking at her.

Possibly because his expression was too serious, Pang Yuzhen grew tense, her face paler, cautiously asking, "Divine Doctor, what exactly is...my illness?

Is it some serious chronic, peculiar disease?"

"Not at all." Yan Daoxin replied leisurely, in a tone lacking any emotion, "I’m merely surprised by how ordinary the medical officers of Shuo Country are.

The Princess is merely suffering from overthinking that led to liver Qi stagnation, nothing serious."

Having spoken, he glanced towards the black-faced nanny, "Fetch me paper and pen, I’ll write a prescription for the Princess."

The black-faced nanny appeared oblivious, not moving, prompting the Miao Family behind the Princess Consort to hurry to fetch the paper and pen.

However, before she could make a move, Yan Daoxin suddenly pointed to the black-faced nanny, "You do it."

Then he looked at the Miao Family, "This lady is...?"

"She’s a concubine in our household." Pang Yuzhen, not particularly fond of the Miao Family, waved her away, "You may leave, no need to stay here and keep watch."

The Miao Family nodded obediently, but Yan Daoxin signaled her, "Wait, Lady, I find you pleasing to the eye. Please sit and let me examine you also."

Pang Yuzhen couldn’t fathom why Yan Daoxin actively offered to examine the Miao Family, suspecting he might possess some other ability, hesitated briefly before saying to her, "Then sit and let the Divine Doctor examine you."

The Miao Family anxiously sat down and extended her hand.

Yan Daoxin examined her pulse without uttering a word, then received paper and brush from the black-faced nanny, dipped the brush in ink, and swiftly wrote two prescriptions, one handed to Pang Yuzhen, the other to the Miao Family.

Pang Yuzhen hastily looked at hers, noticing it contained herbs for soothing liver Qi, calming the mind, and nourishing yin, ordinary without anything precious.

She quickly turned to the Miao Family, whose expression appeared slightly amiss holding a prescription.

She promptly reached and took the Miao Family’s prescription, discovering it listed all valuable herbs, although not exceedingly rare, they were quite pricey.

"Divine Doctor, what does this mean?" Pang Yuzhen appeared displeased, accustomed to being prestigious at the Prince Mansion, the most esteemed woman in Shuo Country, resented the idea of her consuming ordinary herbs while a concubine benefited from expensive ones, "Are you causing disorder by prescribing more rare and costly medicine for a concubine than for me?"

Upon hearing this, the Miao Family’s expression instantly changed, nervously lowering her head, fearful of giving Pang Yuzhen cause for accusation at this critical juncture.

"Your Highness is mistaken." Yan Daoxin said blandly, "Treatment according to illness, prescribing according to symptoms; a physician administers the most appropriate medicine regardless of the patient’s status.

Even the noblest noble must consume pig fungus, Zuo Panlong, Hope Sand, Night Brightness Sand, or Human Yellow when needed to heal."

Pang Yuzhen unfamiliar with the herbs, asked, "What is special about them?"

"Nothing is special." Yan Daoxin replied indifferently, "They are merely pig dung, pigeon dung, rabbit dung, bat dung, and human dung."