The Prime Minister's Darling

Gu Jiao handed him the list.

He handed it to the coachman, “You will take this to the iron shop later and get it done!”

“Yes!” The coachman took the documents and the list.

“Let’s talk on the carriage.” The second shopkeeper said to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao got onto the carriage with him.

“First, let’s go to Huichun Hall.” The second shopkeeper ordered the coachman.

The coachman agreed and whipped the horse carriage into motion.

He would first drop the two of them at the medical hall, then go to the iron shop.

The second shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed, “A patient showed up. Quite a tricky one. I wouldn’t have bothered you if I could handle it myself. Now I owe you a favor.”

Gu Jiao paused before she said, “It’s alright. Consider this my consultation for this month.”

The second shopkeeper was stunned, “Huh? Aren’t you going to Young Master Gu’s place anymore?”

Gu Jiao nodded her head, “Yes, I am not going.”

He is living in my house after all.

Gu Yan went to school today. In the absence of Gu Yan, the second shopkeeper only met Granny Gu. Naturally, he was unaware that Gu Yan had already moved into Gu Jiao’s house.

The second shopkeeper looked thoughtful and nodded his head, “I saw that Young Master Gu’s condition has improved greatly. It’s alright if you don’t go this time. You can visit him next month.”

Gu Jiao didn’t say anything.

In no time, they arrived at the medical hall.

Only after Gu Jiao entered the grand hall did she understand why the second shopkeeper was so anxious to find her.

All the patients had been cleared out of the medical hall. All of the doctors, assistants, including Shopkeeper Wang, were restrained by a group of guards dressed in brocade. The grand hall was filled with a dangerous yet tranquil atmosphere.

A young man in his early twenties with handsome eyebrows and cool features walked up, a precious sword was hanging at his waist.

He coldly glanced at the second shopkeeper, the corner of his eyes sweeping past Gu Jiao yet he didn’t seem to pay her much attention. “Where’s the doctor you invited?”

The second shopkeeper tried to remain calm as he glanced at Gu Jiao, “This is her.”

The young guard frowned, “An ugly girl?”

Gu Jiao had changed into the clothes made by the Yao family, although they were not ragged, they still looked like commoner clothes. It was hard for others to associate her with a life-saving doctor.

Especially since she was still so young.

“It’s her!” The second shopkeeper wiped his cold sweat, “She is the most skilled doctor in our Huichun Hall, if even she can’t cure it, then no one in this town can.”

The youth guard skeptically eyed Gu Jiao.

She was small, yet her eyes seemed to see through life and death. They were cold and ruthless.

The youth guard frowned and finally said, “Come with me.”

Gu Jiao, with her small backpack, followed the young guard to the rooms in the backyard.

There were dozens of guards stationed in the backyard, nearly one every five steps, filling the whole backyard to the brim.

Gu Jiao also noticed that there were some guards hiding on the roof and in the alleys.

With such tight security, the person in question must be of high status.

However, Gu Jiao didn’t ask any questions and remained calm from beginning to end.

“You, wait outside.” The young guard, supposed to be one as well, rudely stopped the second shopkeeper from entering, letting only Gu Jiao in.

Just as the young guard was about to step in, Gu Jiao suddenly said to him, “You wait outside as well.”

The young guard paused, “…”

Before the young guard could react, Gu Jiao closed the door with a bang!

The young guard was silent again, “…”

The second shopkeeper tried to suppress his laughter.

The longer he spent time with Gu Jiao, the more he realized that she was actually very protective, without any limit when she decided to defend someone.

Inside the room, there was a landscape screen. Outside the screen were two servants.

The servants were not young, about the same age as Gu Changhai and Gu Changlu, but they had an unusually effeminate air around them, unlike normal men.

Just when Gu Jiao was about to detour around the screen, one of the servants stopped her, “Please wait.”

“What for?” Gu Jiao asked.

The man took a cloth and was intending to blindfold Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao blocked his hand and said calmly, “If you blindfold me, how am I supposed to observe the patient and diagnose the illness?”

The servant replied, “You can take their pulse.”

Gu Jiao said coldly, “Traditional medicine focuses on observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking. Do you consider me a god if I just take the pulse?”

The servant frowned as if he was about to scold her. However, a husky voice from behind the screen said, “Let her in.”

The servant immediately bowed to the screen respectfully, “Yes.”

Gu Jiao went around the screen and came to the bedside.

A man was lying behind the curtains, only revealing an emaciated hand.

Gu Jiao first sat down on a stool and took his pulse.

“Miss, whatever you want to see, just go ahead.” As he spoke, he was about to lift the curtain.