Reborn as the Savior of a Short-lived Father and Son

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Gu Qinghe stood in front of the gate of Yao's mansion with the notice in her hand. Two majestic stone lions stared at her silently, as if mocking her for overestimating her own abilities.

When the doorman of the Yao residence learned that she came to treat Aunt Liu, he looked her up and down, but said nothing. He turned around and told someone to report.

After a while, two people came out of the Yao Mansion and led her to Aunt Liu's courtyard.

The servants in the Yao mansion must be very strict with rules. Even though they felt a little strange about the red spots on her face, they quickly covered them up without showing the slightest disgust.

The yard was extremely quiet and lifeless.

Aunt Liu has been ill for quite some time, and the smell in the room is not very pleasant.

But she was also a very clean person, and she would have people light incense inside and outside the house every day. This caused a mixture of various smells in the room, and people who came in would inevitably hold their breath.

The servants spoke to Aunt Liu in an extremely cautious tone. Aunt Liu was lying on the bed, and a bony hand stretched out from behind the bed curtains.

Gu Qinghe stepped forward. Although he had already guessed about Aunt Liu's illness, he was still shocked after taking her pulse.

"My aunt's illness is a bit complicated..."

The bed curtain was lifted, and the thin, lifeless woman on the bed looked at her. She seemed surprised that it was a woman who came to treat her today. She stared at her face for a while, and then moved her eyes to the servants beside her, "Everyone, leave."

It seems that even though Concubine Liu is sick, she still has the final say. Although the servant hesitated, he still retreated.

There were only two people left in the room. Aunt Liu retracted her wrist and said, "Young lady, since you are a doctor, I think you already know what disease I have. This disease is contagious. Young lady, are you not afraid?"

Gu Qinghe lowered her eyes, her face was calm, and she just brushed Aunt Liu's wrist with her fingertips as usual, "Aunt, please don't move. If this disease is delayed any longer, I'm afraid it really can't be cured."

Gu Qinghe's response was an extremely disdainful sneer, as if whether the disease could be cured was nothing to her.

This was an extremely uncooperative patient. After taking her pulse, Gu Qinghe wrote out a prescription for Aunt Liu, took out a jade porcelain bottle and handed it to the servant who served Aunt Liu, and instructed her to apply the ointment in the bottle to the affected area once a day without interruption.

The maid listened carefully.

When everything was over and Gu Qinghe was about to leave, Lord Yao came back.

This gentleman is nearly forty years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looks intimidating without even getting angry. Not only does he not look his age, but he also has a mature and calm charm.

He glanced at Gu Qinghe, and seemed to be bothered by her appearance, frowning, "Is there any way to treat my aunt's sick girl?"

"Of course, I prescribed medicine for you. If you take it on time, you will see the effect within seven days." Gu Qinghe smiled slightly, "But you don't look like you will take the medicine obediently. I'm afraid I need your supervision."

Yao Shiliang's brows relaxed, and he looked at Gu Qinghe carefully. His disgust faded away, and he was filled with a hint of surprise, and of course, suspicion, "Really?"

"I never speak nonsense."

"Okay, okay, if you can cure Aunt Liu's illness, I will reward you handsomely!"

This Lord Yao seemed to care a lot about Concubine Liu. Gu Qinghe felt cold in her heart and sneered. If he really cared about her, how did the person inside get sick?

A man's favor and love are the cheapest things.