Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed - Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Prescription

Rushuang’s voice was very warm and soft, which made his face even redder. As he had a dark skin, he now looked indeed strange with his blushing face.

But as he heard the word “prescription”, Ye Chengzhi’s eyes were lit up. Although he had not recovered from his previous embarrassment, he hurried to ask, “What prescription?”

An Rushuang told the “Amber power” stuff to him.

Hearing this, Ye Chengzhi was a bit stunned and said after a while, “Miss An, this prescription is rare. I’ve seen a similar prescription in the Medication Book of Hua Tuo (TN: Hua Tuo was a well-known Chinese physician who lived in ancient China. The historical texts Records of the Three Kingdoms and Book of the Later Han record Hua Tuo as the first person in China to use anaesthesia during surgery). It is good for the treatment of wounds’ recovery, but….”

Saying so, he looked at An Rushuang, only to find she was listening to him carefully without any unpleasantness. Ye Chengzhi continued to say, “But Miss An, you may not know that this kind of alcohol is for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. If the patient takes this kind of alcohol with amber power, although it is not good for the wound and may slower the speed of the recovery, it would not have any other influences.”

Alcohol?

An Rushuang slightly frowned. She suddenly thought of the liquor pot on Yun Ran’s table. It was very cold in the desert where there were no seasonal changes. Even in summer, it was freezing cold. People living there all drank alcohol instead of water. Therefore, all of them could remain conscious after hitting the bottle.

“If he drinks a lot after having an incised wound…” asked An Rushuang.

“Then he is seeking death!” said Ye Chengzhi loudly, staring at her.

Hearing this, An Rushuang couldn’t help feeling sad and after a while she asked, “How to do with that?”

Hearing this, Ye Chengzhi felt a little tough. He scratched his head and said, “Miss An, I do not know who needs this prescription and I wonder why he still drinks a lot if he had wounds? Is he an alcoholic? Miss An, it’s better not to get along with this kind of person…”

Seeing Ye Chengzhi was about to preach her, Rushuang touched her forehead and said immediately, “No! It was not like that… he’s a friend of my elder brother. Actually, it is indeed difficult for him. He is a leader. You know it’s very cold in the desert. Even if one got injured, it’s hard not to drink alcohol as it can protect one from the freezing coldness in the desert.”

Hearing this, Ye Chengzhi felt that everything turned clearer, but he frowned and said after a while, “I have to think about it carefully before I can give you a reply tomorrow.”

An Rushuang finally felt relieved and slightly sighed, “Ok. Thank you so much.”

After Ye Chengzhi left, An Rushuang called Hong Yu and asked her about Nanny Liu.

Rushuang really wanted to see Nanny Liu in person, but every time she arrived at the doorsteps, she would be stopped by Nanny Liu’s servants claiming that in case she might be infected by the disease, she’d better stay outside.

Nanny Liu was stubborn, so did her servants.

Therefore, An Rushuang had not seen Nanny Liu since her injury. Thinking that Nanny Liu was still suffering the gout, An Rushuang couldn’t help feeling concerned.

Shaking her head, Hong Yu said, “The wounds are better, but as for the gout, it is still… Miss An, have your meal first. There’s no use to worry too much about it. But may I know what the method is?”

Hong Yu looked at An Rushuang curiously.

Hearing this, An Rushuang was a little surprised before she recalled what she said to Ye Chengzhi at the gate. She smiled, “I said it’s a secret. Then I would not tell anyone. No need to prepare meals. I do not have any appetite. Let’s go to Nanny Liu’s.”

She must see Nanny Liu today. The gout was not a small thing. An Rushuang still remembered the wounds around her neck.

“My lady!” sighed Hong Yu with worries, “You haven’t had a meal today. You are not made of iron. How could you stand this? If you insist, I’m going to tell Nanny Liu and you won’t see her today! I will be the first one to stop you.”

Saying so, Hong Yu turned back, pretending to be angry.

Seeing this, An Rushuang did not even know whether she should be angry or happy. Finally, she sat down and said, “Fine! I’ll have the meal.”

After the meal, it was already dark outside when An Rushuang went to the West Room to see Nanny Liu. With the setting sun covered by dark clouds, the green bricks on the floor reflected orange luster against the sunset glow, which was at the same time gradually engulfed by darkness.

Upon their arrival at the doorsteps, a little servant girl was about to go out with a lunch box. Seeing the lunch box was still full, An Rushuang stopped her and turned to Hong Yu, “Always like this?”

Seeing this, Hong Yu took a sigh and said, “Although the wounds on her body recovered, her appetite and spirit are getting worse…”

An Rushuang couldn’t help feeling sad. She walked in slowly, only to find that the delicately fragrant air in April suddenly turned stagnant. As she looked inside into the curtain, An Rushuang was stunned by what she saw.