Wasn't he supposed to be beaten to death? Why did this powerful cousin love him so much?

Jiang Sese asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

Hongdou came in with a beaming smile and said, "Who could be coming this time? Of course, it's the imperial physician."

When Lü'e heard that the imperial physician had been summoned, she was so surprised that her mouth dropped open.

Jiang Sese didn't quite catch on for a moment and said dismissively, "Oh, an imperial physician? That's great, his medical skills are definitely better than those of the local physicians."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hongdou couldn't help but laugh and said, "Judging from what you're saying, Miss, are ordinary people able to invite imperial physicians? They are noblemen who treat the masters of the palace. Even if the eldest daughter of an ordinary noble family is seriously ill, they might not be able to get the head physician to come and make a house call in person!"

Jiang Sese then belatedly realized what was happening.

This is different from seeing a specialist in modern medicine. This was the Imperial Physician of the Imperial Medical Academy in ancient times. He was a royal physician who treated the emperor. He couldn't just come whenever anyone called. He had to be ordered to make house calls.

This era had clearly defined class barriers.

Jiang Sese, who was on the verge of death from illness, suddenly sat up in shock: "Then who is this imperial physician...?"

Hongdou quickly pressed her down again, saying, "This must be because our young master requested permission to summon the imperial physician."

Jiang Sese only knew that Xie Jue was protective of his own in the book, but she never expected that this person would be this protective to this extent.

Jiang Sese recalled the plot of the book.

In the book, Chun Tao went to Wang Shi's place in the middle of the night to report the original owner of the body. Wang Shi was furious. In addition, the original owner of the body was of lowly status and had no support. Wang Shi immediately treated the original owner of the body like a maid.

Later, Xie Jue did mention this matter to Xie Bo.

Xie Bo only turned around and scolded Wang Shi a few times. After all, Jiang Sese was not a servant in the mansion, but a free citizen. With the power of the Xie family, this was naturally a small matter. However, if political enemies seized the opportunity, they could use it to make a big fuss and say that the Xie family was disregarding human life.

After Wang cried for a while, Xie Bo stopped blaming him.

Xie Bo felt guilty and ashamed towards Wang.

Xie Bo treated both Wang Shi and Aunt Sun fairly, always trying to be impartial to both.

But his legal wife was Wang, and his treating both women equally was unfair to her.

That's why Wang hated Aunt Sun so much.

Judge Feng stepped down from the carriage.

Behind him followed an apprentice and a medicine boy. The medicine boy carried a bamboo medicine basket, which contained silver needles, a pulse pillow, and medical notes.

As soon as the three of them stood inside the side gate, a figure in plain clothes came to greet them with two maids.

Upon seeing Judge Feng, Qing Shuang quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Feng. This servant, Qing Shuang, has come to escort you to the West Courtyard."

Judge Feng was surprised, but showed no sign of it on his face. He simply nodded slightly and replied, "Thank you for leading the way, young lady."

He was the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, in charge of all medical cases in the country. When ordinary imperial relatives asked him to make house calls, they would go to grand mansions and be surrounded by brocade curtains.

Today I heard that a relative of Lord Xie is seriously ill. I thought it was a young lady from the Xie family or some lady. It has troubled the Emperor to send this old man like me in person.

Who would have thought that it was the cousin who lived in the west courtyard?

Judge Feng remained expressionless. Sure enough, this was truly a case of one person attaining enlightenment and all their relatives and friends benefiting from it.

Even a distant relative of the Xie family had to ask him for help.

Feng Ji chuckled helplessly.

As Qing Shuang walked, she said, "Your Honor, please forgive me, but Miss is an unmarried young lady, so it may be inconvenient for me to take her pulse through the curtain."

Feng Ji nodded knowingly and said, "Of course."

Whether they were physicians in the prefecture or the imperial court, as long as they were men, they had to strictly adhere to the rule of taking the pulse through a curtain when examining patients.

The physician must stand outside the curtain, lightly placing three fingers on the handkerchief to take the pulse, keeping his eyes straight ahead throughout the process. He only inquires about the patient's diet, sleep, chills, and fever, never mentioning any private details. Any questions that need to be asked in detail are relayed by the maids and nannies.

Green Calyx had already lowered the soft curtain embroidered with orchids as instructed. The curtain let in light but did not reveal the shape of the object. A small table was placed outside the curtain, with a pulse pillow on it.

Jiang Sese nervously reached out and placed her wrist on the pulse pillow inside the curtain. Hongdou quickly stepped forward and draped a white silk handkerchief over Jiang Sese's wrist.

Feng Ji walked slowly to the small table, sat down, and then extended three fingers, gently placing them on the brocade handkerchief.

Feng Ji initially looked somewhat grave, thinking that the young lady must have contracted some kind of acute illness.

But as soon as his fingertips touched the pulse, Feng Ji was taken aback.

This pulse is floating but not deep, rapid but not hurried. Although it is caused by external wind-cold, which has invaded the skin and caused a high fever, it has already shown signs of easing.

Such an illness could be cured by a few doses of diaphoretic medicine and a few days of proper rest, even by an ordinary physician in the manor.

Even if it were urgent, there would be no need for the head of the Imperial Medical Academy to come in person.

Moreover, judging from her pulse, the girl's fever has subsided somewhat, suggesting that someone has used some appropriate method to stabilize her condition.

Feng Ji calmly switched to his left hand and examined the pulse for a while, but it was still the same.

Feng Ji hesitated for a moment before withdrawing his hand, but his face remained solemn.

Having practiced medicine for many years, he knows best what should be said and what should not be said, and he has a clear sense of propriety.

Seeing that he had finished taking her pulse, Qing Shuang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Lord Feng, is our young lady's illness serious?"

Feng Ji stroked his long beard and said gently, "It's nothing serious. Your illness is just a cold. I only have this one prescription. Just take good care of yourself for a few more days and you'll be fine."

Qing Shuang was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, then glanced at Hong Dou and saw that Hong Dou also looked surprised.

After Feng Ji finished speaking, he wrote down a prescription.

The prescription contains only mild ingredients, such as mulberry leaves, chrysanthemums, and mint, which are used to clear residual heat and relieve muscle tension, along with a few herbs to strengthen the spleen and stomach.

Feng Ji further instructed: "Take one dose daily, warm, morning and evening. Remember, do not let the young lady catch a cold again, and do not give her any strong tonics. Eat a light diet, rest quietly, and she will recover in less than ten days."

Qing Shuang hurriedly took the prescription and handed it to Hong Dou, repeatedly thanking him with a smile, "Thank you so much, Your Honor."

Then he summoned Green Calyx to escort Feng Ji out.

Qing Shuang quietly pulled Hong Dou outside, her brows furrowed. "Hong Dou, didn't you say that our cousin was very ill?"