"Who dares?!"
But it happened that the Old Madam was present today. The moment the First Madam's maids and servants moved, the Old Madam's sharp gaze fell upon them.
She strode forward with imposing authority, frowning at the First Madam and scolding, "You, the mistress of the household, are causing such a commotion over a few bamboo stalks. Do you have any regard for rules at all?"
She then looked at Song Yuan, "It's just a few bamboo stalks. Are they more important than your son's life? If cutting them could truly wake your son up, what does it matter?"
Song Yuan had always been filial to the Old Madam. Hearing her words, he nodded repeatedly, "Mother is right. It's just that these bamboo stalks were planted by Yang'er and his father when Yang'er was young. Before Yang'er fell ill, weren't they here too? Why are they suddenly a problem now that he's sick?"
At this point, Granny Yin, who was beside the Old Madam, stepped forward and bowed to Song Yuan, "My Lord, may this old servant speak?"
Song Yuan naturally gave her face.
Granny Yin then said methodically, "This old servant can see that everyone is agitated because they are concerned about the First Young Master's illness. However, this old servant believes this matter is not difficult to resolve. This old servant sees that a female physician has arrived outside. Why not call her in to take a look and see if the bamboo can be cut?"
She specifically looked at Song Chaoyu, "If these bamboo stalks cannot be cut, then perhaps Fourth Miss has received incorrect information. Miss should apologize to the First Madam and the First Young Madam, and then arrange to replant the bamboo!"
"Hmph, these bamboo stalks are not so easy to replant!"
The First Madam glared at Granny Yin with dissatisfaction, but Song Yan Jiao tugged at her arm, and she said no more.
Song Chaoyu looked towards the door and realized that Tiaohong, who had gone back earlier, had indeed brought Fan Jiangyue! When Song Chaoyu had sent her back earlier, she had given her a meaningful look without explicitly stating anything. She hadn't expected this clever little maid to understand Song Chaoyu's intentions.
Upon entering, Fan Jiangyue bowed to Song Yuan, "Female Physician Fan Shi greets Lord Song."
The First Madam seemed to lack trust in the youthful-looking Fan Jiangyue, "What can a young female physician understand? It's better to have Doctor Zhou take a look."
While others said nothing, Fan Jiangyue confidently raised her head, "Replying to Madam Song, my Fan family has served in the Imperial Hospital for many years. If this humble daughter lacks the ability to examine the First Young Master's current condition, it would be a disgrace to the Fan family's reputation. I am willing to smash my medicine chest and never touch medicine again!"
Although Fan Jiangyue was only a female physician, she had always been a person of integrity. Otherwise, she would not have become the first female physician to enter the Imperial Hospital in the future.
Her words indeed made Song Yuan nod, "Good! You are indeed a daughter of the Fan family. Imperial Physician Fan teaches his daughter well. You may go in and examine Yang'er! And see if planting these bamboo stalks has any effect on Yang'er's health."
Fan Jiangyue nodded and, as she walked into the room, she also looked at the bamboo stalks, "This humble daughter has been serving in the Song family for two days and has heard of the First Young Master's illness, which is severe wind-illness. Let alone wind-illness, even ordinary ailments are not recommended to be treated with so many bamboo stalks planted in the courtyard. They block sunlight, preventing the patient's recovery from escaping through the doors and windows, and also make the room perpetually cold and damp."
Her conclusion made the First Madam's face flush with embarrassment, "How is that possible? So many families in the capital have bamboo planted, and only the bamboo in my Yang'er's courtyard is problematic?"
Fan Jiangyue calmly explained, "If this courtyard only had a few stalks, like in other homes, it would be fine. But now there are clusters of bamboo, naturally blocking out the sky and sun, which is not conducive to the First Young Master's recovery."
With Fan Jiangyue saying this, the First Madam had nothing to refute.
Before going to examine Song Jiayang's pulse, she did not forget to glance at the First Madam, "If Madam Song does not believe this humble daughter, you can casually ask any doctor or imperial physician. I believe their answers will be the same as this humble daughter's."
Saying this, she even sneered, "This kind of matter, the doctor originally responsible for the First Young Master should have reminded everyone. I don't know why he didn't say anything, which has led to today's situation. It is likely his dereliction of duty."
Doctor Zhou had served the Song family for many years, and now that he was looked down upon by Fan Jiangyue, even Song Yuan's expression was somewhat displeased.
Fan Jiangyue confidently entered the room and began to examine Song Jiayang's pulse.
Because she had a general understanding of Song Jiayang's condition, her demeanor was relatively relaxed at first.
However, as she continued, Fan Jiangyue's brows began to furrow, and then they furrowed deeper.
After a long while, she released Song Jiayang's wrist and then looked up at the young servant attending to Song Jiayang, "Bring me the dregs of the medicine your young master usually takes."
The servant hurried down, and Song Yuan was startled by Fan Jiangyue's expression, "What? Is there a problem with Yang'er's illness?"
Fan Jiangyue nodded without reservation, "There are some aspects that this humble daughter cannot confirm. However, this humble daughter believes that the reason the young master has remained unconscious and unable to wake up does not seem to be solely due to the severity of the wind-illness."
She looked at Song Yuan fearlessly, "Although this humble daughter has some confidence, she knows that Master Song will not fully believe this humble daughter. Therefore, Master Song can take his calling card and invite my father to the Imperial Hospital, or invite other imperial physicians, uncles, and aunts. This humble daughter is not afraid."
Song Chaoyu liked Fan Jiangyue's personality more and more!
Song Yuan muttered awkwardly, "When Yang'er first fell ill, I also invited many imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital to visit, but they all said it was just wind-illness. Now how can this be..."
He finally had his personal attendant go to the Imperial Hospital to find someone, "Go, invite Imperial Physician Fan and Doctor Zhou!"
The attendant hurried down, and on the other side, the medicine dregs were brought over.
Regarding Song Jiayang's condition, the First Madam no longer dared to say anything more to Fan Jiangyue.
Song Chaoyu also stepped forward and said to Song Yuan, "Father, let sister-in-law come in! She has been kneeling outside for who knows how long. If the imperial physicians arrive soon and see our family in such a state, it might not be good."
"Yes, let Madam Nie come in!"
Song Yuan finally remembered that Madam Nie was still kneeling outside the door.
He quickly let Madam Nie enter the room. Song Chaoyu then brought a stool for her grandmother and said to Concubine Liu, who was standing in the outer hall, "Aunt, please go back first. You are pregnant and it is not convenient to stand here for so long. Moreover, there are too many people here, and it will be inconvenient for the imperial physicians to do their work when they arrive."
Knowing that Concubine Liu was worried, she squeezed Concubine Liu's hand and whispered, "Aunt, go back and wait for me. I will take good care of myself."
Concubine Liu felt that her daughter was becoming more and more sensible. She was both happy and a little worried about her sudden change, but she still followed Song Chaoyu's words and got up to take her leave.