Chapter 243: Chapter 105 Lady Zhao Ning_2
"A snap."
The night rain chattered outside the window as the wind caused it to creak slightly.
Lu Tong’s hand touched the icy quilt, and she came back to her senses, slowly clutching the cotton quilt beneath her.
She would find out the truth, she must seek justice for the Lu Family.
No matter what means she had to use.
No matter if it was the Qi Family or anyone else.
...
The rain stopped the next day.
It was late for daylight in winter; by the time Du Changqing arrived at the Renxin Medical Hall, Yin Zheng and Lu Tong had already been busy for quite some time.
Ah Cheng was sweeping up the fallen branches that the storm had blown down the night before when Du Changqing turned his face towards Lu Tong, leaned in close to take a good look at her, and said thoughtfully, "You look quite well, Doctor Lu. For someone who appears frail, you certainly recovered quickly."
Previously, Yin Zheng had told him that Lu Tong had caught a cold and needed to rest for a day, which was convenient for Du Changqing’s sneaking off to the Yuxian Tower, so he had not been suspicious.
As he brought out the abacus to tally this month’s income and expenses, he was only halfway through when he heard Ah Cheng at the door calling out, "Lord... Lord?"
Looking up, Du Changqing saw a handsome young man in a crimson official uniform walking in.
Perhaps because he had woken up too early, Du Changqing’s mind wasn’t fully clear yet. Before he could even call the man’s name, Lu Tong, who had come from the inner shop, was already standing behind him and spoke out, "Marshal."
Marshal?
The color drained from Du Changqing’s face all at once.
Truth be told, his impression of this Commander was far from good. A few months ago, it was Pei Yunmeng who led a bunch of bastards from the Military Inspection House to turn the medical hall upside down. Pei Yunmeng’s meaningful demeanor at the time nearly made Du Changqing suspect that his medical hall really did hide a corpse.
Seeing this man again now, the old resentment rushed to his heart, along with a touch of nervousness, fearing that Lord Pei would throw another scandalous accusation at the medical hall.
Du Changqing put on a forced smile, "May I ask what important business brings Lord Pei to our modest hall?" He then glared at Ah Cheng, "Why aren’t you going to make tea for the Lord quickly?"
Pei Yunmeng glanced around, then sat down at the table in the inner shop, behaving as comfortably as if he were in his own home.
He said, "I’ve come to get some medicine from Doctor Lu."
Du Changqing asked confusedly, "Get medicine?"
"Treasure Bead and my sister are almost out of their medications, and since I was passing by today, I thought of dropping in and asking Doctor Lu for more," he answered while his gaze shifted towards Lu Tong.
Du Changqing enlightened.
It was for Princess Wenjun Pei Yunshu.
Although Du Changqing was not keen on having Lu Tong get involved with the murky waters of Prince Wen’s Mansion, given her level of skill and bravery in taking on this mess, she had already offended those who were to be offended. Now all that was left was to cling tight to Pei Yunshu’s coattails, no, it should be Pei Yunmeng’s, and rely on the power of the Pei Family to keep Prince Wen’s Mansion from causing trouble.
With this in mind, Du Changqing’s gaze towards Pei Yunmeng softened somewhat and he even peered into the inner shop, "What’s taking Ah Cheng so long to pour the tea? That’s outrageous, I’ll go hurry him along!"
With those words, he lifted the curtain and entered the shop, even pulling Yin Zheng with him, thoughtfully leaving Lu Tong and Pei Yunmeng alone in the medical hall.
Pei Yunmeng looked at Lu Tong and smiled, speaking naturally, "Doctor Lu."
Lu Tong remained silent.
Having encountered Pei Yunmeng the night before at Yuxian Tower, she had guessed that with Pei Yunmeng’s craftiness, he would have surely noticed something amiss. But he hadn’t asked anything at the time, and the two of them shared an unspoken understanding of each other’s secrets.
Lu Tong hadn’t expected him to show up at Renxin Medical Hall so early today, so overtly, and she wondered what he was plotting now.
After a moment of silence, Lu Tong walked to the long table in the shop, picked up the prescription paper and brush, and started writing the prescription, saying, "The prescription will remain the same this time. After these doses are finished, we will switch to a new formula."
Pei Yunmeng watched her movements, pondered for a moment, then stood up and walked over to the table.
The scribbled characters on the white paper were a stark contrast to her beautiful and graceful appearance and were difficult to decipher without careful scrutiny.
He looked down at the prescription and said, "Why is the handwriting so messy?"
Lu Tong replied, "That’s how all doctors write."
Pei Yunmeng shrugged, "The rain was heavy last night, Doctor Lu left in a hurry, didn’t catch a cold?"
Lu Tong’s brush hesitated, and a drop of ink flowed from the tip, spreading a large, dark blot on the paper. She paused, looking up at the man before her with a warning in her eyes.
"What exactly are you trying to say, Lord Pei?"
She didn’t want to discuss this matter with Pei Yunmeng in the medical hall; Du Changqing might seem flippant at times but was exceptionally astute in these matters.
Pei Yunmeng remained unfazed, speaking as if to provoke her, "I wonder if Doctor Lu knows, Fan Zhenglian is dead."