Chapter 91: Chapter 61 Visiting Fan Mansion_4
Madame Zhao’s brow furrowed, "To relieve me of worry?"
Lu Tong lifted her head, "Did madame instruct someone to purchase Renxin Medical Hall’s ’Xianxian’ in hopes of slimming down?"
"Nonsense!" Madame Zhao denied without a second thought. "Why would this lady need such a dubious remedy?"
Lu Tong remained silent.
Madame Zhao’s complexion looked somewhat unpleasant.
She was extremely proud of her appearance and particularly sensitive about her figure. The female doctor’s words struck precisely at her insecurities, how could Madame Zhao possibly show her a good expression?
Without waiting for her to speak again, the woman in front of her softly continued, "If madame does not mind, although ’Xianxian’ is quite famous in Shengjing and those who have used it highly praise it, in truth, the most effective formula for slimming within our Renxin Medical Hall is not ’Xianxian’."
At these words, Madame Zhao was startled and asked subconsciously, "What is it then?"
"This."
As Lu Tong spoke, she had already taken out a long cloth from her medical box.
On the cloth, golden needles were neatly arrayed.
Madame Zhao questioned, "What’s this?"
"I have studied the use of Golden Needles for acupuncture," Lu Tong explained. "Madame wishes to become slimmer. Herbal teas offer only a temporary solution, treating merely the symptoms rather than the cause. If supplemented with Golden Needle acupuncture, not only will the effectiveness be doubled with half the effort, but it will also nourish the skin, preserve beauty, and maintain youth."
"Preserve beauty and maintain youth..." A flicker of interest flashed in Madame Zhao’s eyes.
What woman in the world would not want her beauty to last forever, especially Madame Zhao who cherished her appearance above all? She worried day and night about keeping her husband’s affection, fearing that she might carelessly lose him to some enchanting temptresses outside. Lu Tong’s words struck right at her heart.
She looked at Lu Tong, "Is what you’re saying true?"
Lu Tong nodded, "I dare not deceive madame."
Madame Zhao huffed, "I imagine you wouldn’t."
She scrutinized Lu Tong’s face and dress, barely concealing her longing. If what this female doctor said was true, and if she could also be as slender and frail as this woman, wearing thin silk dresses, wouldn’t she be just like a fairy? Perhaps her husband’s captivated heart would soon return to her.
With this thought, Madame Zhao smiled charmingly at Lu Tong, "In that case, I’ll give you this opportunity. Administer the acupuncture. If it proves effective, I will surely reward you handsomely. But if you dare to deceive me..."
Her smile vanished abruptly, "Do you know the consequences of deceiving the wife of a Judicial Commissioner?"
Lu Tong replied respectfully, "I wouldn’t dare."
Seeing Lu Tong’s obedient demeanor, Madame Zhao seemed quite satisfied. She was about to speak when suddenly, a maid announced from outside, "Master has returned—"
Madame Zhao’s face lit up with joy, and without giving any further thought to Lu Tong in the hall, she rose to welcome him, asking, "Why have you come back so early today?"
Lu Tong and Yin Zheng stood in the hall, hearing the footsteps moving outside, along with Madame Zhao’s warm greetings as somebody entered the hall.
Lu Tong looked up.
It was a middle-aged man in his early forties, possibly even younger, in official’s garb, exuding an air of authority with each gesture. With thick brows, direct eyes, and a yellow beard, his gaze was quite intimidating.
This man should have been a very imposing official, but his short stature and corpulent figure gave him the appearance of a weasel in official robes, a stark contrast to the beauty beside him.
Compared to Madame Zhao, he looked more in need of that slimming tea.
The man caught sight of Lu Tong in the hall, and his steps paused, "Who is this...?"
Lu Tong looked up for just a moment before lowering her head.
Fan Zhenglian.
The very Judicial Commissioner who had convicted and imprisoned Lu Qian, the beloved Lord Qingtian.