Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 371 - 369: Painkiller_1

Chapter 371: Chapter 369: Painkiller_1

“The Little Divine Doctor has been summoned, and here is Miss Su.”

Mo Lianyong, having lived for over two hundred years, had seen all sorts of patients and illnesses, dealt with peculiar family members, and endured the arrogance and rudeness of royal relatives throughout his medical practice.

At this moment, he merely listened to the maid’s complaints without much reaction, exhibiting an admirable level of equanimity.

“Is it her?”

The maid glanced down at where he was looking, only then noticing two children standing beside him, one tall and the other short.

Her scrutinizing gaze fell upon Su Qingluo, surveying her from head to toe.

After a moment, her brows furrowed menacingly, and she harangued him in a sharp voice.

“Valley Master Mo, my mistress is the most beloved concubine of the prince. We traveled a long distance from Qi Kingdom for her treatment, and is this how you treat honored guests?”

“Miss Su’s medical skills are superb; she is one of the rare life-saving divine doctors in the world. You mustn’t block the way any longer, delay in her illness treatment may have serious consequences that no one can bear.”

Provoked by her sarcastic words, Mo Lianyong, displaying a flare of anger, pushed her aside and proceeded to the sickroom with Su Qingluo.

“Miss Su, you have arrived.”

Just as Mo Canglan received the news, he arrived at the scene, his gaze towards the maid carried a hint of anger as well.

When he turned his head and saw Su Qingluo, his expression transformed into surprise and joy.

“When will you break through your barrier and reach the standard I set, if you don’t focus on your cultivation?”

Seeing him hurrying over, perspiring all over, Su Qingluo’s features lightened up with a touch of playful hint.

“Eh.”

Mo Canglan choked slightly, scratching the back of his head with a hint of embarrassment, his ears tinged red.

“Ah…”

From the sickroom, a woman’s painful wail echoed again. Su Qingluo felt a tightening in her heart. Her playful mood disappeared as she lifted the curtain to enter the room.

Inside the room were two female doctors, treating a woman of high standing who had contracted a private gynecological disease.

Both Valley Master Mo and Mo Canglan were not allowed to enter, with only the Little Prince, who was ignored due to his age, followed his sister and tiptoed his way inside.

“Little Divine Doctor.”

The two female doctors’ eyes brightened upon seeing Su Qingluo, greeting her with joy.

“Her disease… ”

One of them began describing the patient’s condition almost impatiently.

“No hurry, let’s first relieve her pain.”

The woman was suffering from a gynaecological ailment -endometrial hyperplasia and the growth had punctured her internal muscles, causing bleeding and infection. Her womb was unusually crampy, causing unbearable pain.

Having already roughly understood her condition through the letter, Su Qingluo took one look at the woman writhing and howling in pain on the bed, and immediately formulated a plan.

She took out a newly developed analgesic pill from her Storage Ring and handed it to the two female doctors to administer to the woman.

The two doctors followed her instructions, fed the pill to the woman with water, and tried their best to soothe her and alleviate her pain.

The effects of the painkiller were immediate. Within the span of half a tea’s time, the woman’s abdominal pain significantly reduced.

The woman, who had been suffering for a whole day and night, was worn out both physically and mentally. As the drug took effect, she relaxed and became drowsy.

“Let her rest for a while, don’t disturb her.”

As the woman closed her eyes, Su Qingluo activated her Inner Vision Technique to examine her illness; her brow creased with concern.

“Hmm.”

The two doctors, who had spent the day and night with the patient, were on the verge of collapse. They breathed a sigh of relief at the news.

The room without the painful wailing finally offered some respite.

As Su Qingluo was taking the woman’s pulse, the Little Prince watched with wide eyes. When his sister retracted her hand, he stretched out his own to feel the woman’s pulse as well.

Lowering her head, Su Qingluo spoke in a hushed whisper, instructing him on the spot and asking him about the pulse he sensed.