C7

"Bastard!"

The old mistress' hand shook and the tea in her hand was swept to the ground. Fortunately, there was a thick cashmere carpet; it only produced a gurgling sound and did not shatter.

"You bitch! You really are an ominous person that came out of a coffin. How dare you tease Grandmother?" Ninth Miss was overjoyed. She thought that Mu Bingyue was going to be unlucky this time around. She quickly took the initiative and stood up to berate Mu Bingyue.

"I don't understand Little Nine's words. Why did I become a tease when I was treating Grandmother?" Mu Bingyue asked innocently, seemingly really puzzled.

"Stop pretending to be stupid, what is this coroner doing? It's for the dead, you... As a member of the General's House, Seventh Miss has been beaten by a cold like this. You still dare to treat your grandmother's illness? Ninth Miss was filled with righteous indignation as she defended the madame.

Mu Bingyue's almond-shaped eyes widened as she looked at Ninth Miss in surprise. "Are you cursing the old mistress' death? Are you cursing the fact that the old mistress would be ripped apart?"

"You … It's obviously you! " Ninth Miss was stunned.

"But I didn't say anything. Little Nine, I'm only treating the madame. You're the one who said it!" Mu Bingyue yelled, "Madam, although my master is an autopsy … No, it's a coroner, but if we can investigate the case with our hands, it's even better! Grandmother, you can send someone to find out more about the patients in the village. Since I graduated two years ago, which one of them was not cured by me? "

"You … Is that true? " Although she also felt very unlucky, Mu Bingyue's medical conditions and symptoms were very accurate. She had just returned from the countryside, so it was impossible for her to find out about her illness from her trusted aides. Even the few young misses in the mansion could not find out about it, let alone Mu Bingyue.

Maybe the heavens wanted to relieve her pain?

"Of course it's true." Mu Bingyue nodded.

"Grandmother, you can't joke about your body." Ninth Miss hurriedly said.

"Alright, let's wait for the imperial physician to look at everything first!" The old mistress' face darkened as she said coldly.

She wouldn't believe a granddaughter she had never met, but she didn't mind trying.

Ninth Miss snorted and glared furiously at Mu Bingyue, not daring to say another word.

On the other hand, Mu Bingyue was much more confident as she sat there calmly.

An hour later, servant came over and reported in a low voice to the madame, "Madam, the royal doctors said that the prescription is very mature and that all the ingredients are safe, but..." They have never heard of 'diabetes', but the royal physicians have said that this medicine would do no good to the madame's illness, and would not harm her. "

The old mistress heaved a sigh of relief. As long as it was harmless, she could give it a try. She said to Mu Bingyue, "Little Seven, you've just arrived at the mansion, so I haven't arranged a place for you to rest. How about this, you'll stay here for the next few days. How about you move out after your yard is cleaned?"

Mu Bingyue pretended not to understand her words as she said obediently, "I will listen to the madame's arrangements."

As long as the madame was willing to take her medicine, she would be able to stand firmly in the first step of Mu Family.

After returning to her room to wash up, Mu Bingyue took a nap. During dinner, she once again checked the old mistress' pulse before returning to take an early rest.

While Mu Bingyue was sleeping soundly on one side, Prince Qingling's mansion on the other side was the complete opposite.

The sky had turned completely dark, but the lights in Prince Qingling's residence were bright as day.

Countless royal doctors and famous doctors from the capital were coming in and out of Prince Qingling's bedroom, looking extremely nervous.