Regarding tuberculosis, Qi Huan had heard a little about it. In modern times, tuberculosis can be cured, but in ancient times, one could only await death.
The effective medicine for treating tuberculosis should be prescription drugs, and logically speaking, her express courier service did not have any.
However, she still asked the system.
"In response to the host, this system can only recognize drug names, but cannot identify the effects of the drugs, unless the drug name contains the two characters 'tuberculosis,' otherwise the system cannot recognize it."
As it spoke, the system played a slideshow of various medicine boxes in her mind, making her feel dizzy.
Going through the instructions of these medicines would take time.
Qi Huan could only shake her head: "I haven't discovered any for now, but if I see any prescriptions for this in the future, I'll let you know, Nanny."
Upon hearing her words, Xu Nanny couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but quickly rekindled a glimmer of hope.
Since Miss Qi didn't dismiss it outright, it meant there was still a possibility in the future.
The Song family treated people generously, and she had been with the family for decades, already regarding them as her own family, genuinely caring for each and every one of them.
The talented and extraordinarily handsome young master, due to his physical condition, could not take the imperial examination and could only stay confined in the courtyard, how could one not feel heartbroken?
Xu Nanny wiped away her tears and said to Qi Huan, "This old servant has lost composure, please don't take it amiss, Miss."
"It's alright."
After saying so much, Qi Huan felt a little thirsty, so she took a few sips of warm tea, called for a server, and arranged a meal for Xu Nanny and the two maids.
After the noon meal, Qi Huan brought them to visit the graves of her parents.
The newly renovated graves were built with gray bricks, and a stone tablet was erected in front of the graves. Although not grand, it was still quite decent. In her heart, Xu Nanny developed a bit more fondness for Qi Huan, as Miss Qi was truly a filial and good girl.
They set out the sacrificial offerings, burned some paper money and clothing, and Xu Nanny and the maids kowtowed several times to express their grief.
After paying respects to Qi Huan's parents, Qi Huan took the initiative to inquire about their lodging. Xu Nanny gave the name of an inn, and the carriage rolled toward the inn where they had stayed the previous night.
On the way, Xu Nanny carefully chose her words as she recounted the interrogation from the previous night, expressing her concern:
"Those people were very strange, half of their faces were covered. At first, they were terrifying and threatened us in various ways. But later, after Ruo Lan explained that we were people sent by the Song family in the capital to find you, they quickly let us go..."
They didn't rob us of our possessions, nor did they... take Ruo Lan and Ruo Zhu's... virtue, they only asked us a few questions, which is truly baffling.
Qi Huan felt guilty and sheepishly touched her nose, deflecting: "They probably caught the wrong people. After confirming that you weren't the bad people they were looking for, they let you go. It seems it was just a false alarm."
Unable to think of any other reason, Xu Nanny could only nod in agreement.
When they arrived at the inn, Xu Nanny and the other two quickly packed their simple luggage and got on the carriage.
However, Qi Huan did not take them back home.
If Xu Nanny were to see that she was sheltering three men and two children, explaining it would be troublesome.
So she sent them to the welfare institution.
Upon arrival, Xu Nanny exclaimed in surprise: "Miss Qi has established a charitable institution?"
"A charitable institution?" Qi Huan only then learned that welfare institutions were called "charitable institutions" in ancient times.
"That's right, it's a charitable institution."
"No wonder we've heard so many praises about Miss Qi along the way. Miss Qi is truly benevolent."
Qi Huan did not refute it, simply smiling in response.
After settling Xu Nanny, concerned about the patient at home, she urged Yan Wu to hurry up.
Upon arriving home, Qi Huan entered the courtyard and saw Yan Qinghe standing on the roof, sweeping away the snow. Snowflakes were falling and hitting Heizi's body.
Heizi shook his doggy head, shaking off the snow on his body, and ran happily in the snow, leaving a trail of paw prints.
Sniffing his mistress's scent, Heizi quickly ran to Qi Huan and wagged his tail, seeking affection.
Qi Huan patted Heizi's head, but suddenly, a snowball came flying from the corner of her eye. Unable to dodge, it hit her shoulder.
"Yan Qinghe, are you being childish or what?"
"Qi Huan, come have a snowball fight!" Taking advantage of his high position, Yan Qinghe formed another snowball and threw it at her.
As the snowball was about to hit Qi Huan, Li Shuchen suddenly appeared and caught it with his hand, then threw it back, hitting Yan Qinghe's forehead.
Seeing this, Qi Huan clapped her hands and laughed: "Hahaha, it bounced back!"
Seeing her laughing wholeheartedly, Li Shuchen made two more snowballs and threw them at Yan Qinghe's left and right shoulders.
However, Qi Huan had stopped laughing, and she took Li Shuchen's hand, took out a handkerchief to wipe the melted snow from his palms, and pulled him into the hall.
Leaving Yan Qinghe alone in the cold wind.
Why didn't she play with him?
He began throwing snowballs at Heizi, playing a snowball fight with the dog.
Heizi dodged in panic, hiding behind Yan Wu.
Yan Wu had just parked the carriage and entered when he shielded Heizi from a snowball.
After being hit, Yan Wu called over his apprentice Yan Qing and Zhao Man, and they retaliated. The sound of their laughter and banter echoed in the snowy courtyard.
Inside the hall, Li Shuchen looked down at Qi Huan's black hair: "Does your shoulder still hurt? Do you want me to go hit him a few more times for you?"
"It doesn't hurt. Yan Qinghe was controlling his strength and didn't use any internal force. But what about you? Doesn't it freeze your hands to make snowballs? You've just recovered from your illness, yet you don't take care of yourself."
Seeing her furrowed brow, Li Shuchen bent down and brought his ear close to her hand.
Today, when he was about to leave, Zhao Man had clung to his leg and refused to let go, saying, "Brother Li, you can't go out, Sister Qi doesn't allow it."
"My dad said that all women are like mother tigers. If you provoke them, the only way to appease their anger is to let them twist your ears. So, you shouldn't make Sister Qi angry."
Li Shuchen had a cold expression and bluntly said, "I'm going to the restroom," before shaking off the leg accessory.
However, he remembered Zhao Man's words: if he angered his wife, he should let her twist his ear to cool her temper.
At this moment, Li Shuchen quietly waited to have his ear twisted.
"What are you doing?"
"Letting you twist it, to cool your temper."
Qi Huan burst out laughing and touched his earlobe, then withdrew her hand and took out a book from her other sleeve, handing it to him.
The cover of the book clearly displayed three large characters: "Clear Heart Mantra."
"Shuchen, the weather is getting cooler, it's not good for your body to always take cold showers. I understand you, a young man with raging hormones and fiery temperament. So I'm giving you a copy of the 'Clear Heart Mantra'... whenever you have those feelings, recite it a few times to calm your heart and mind."
"..."
Li Shuchen took the book and casually flipped through a few pages. He then raised his eyes and looked at her, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He liked, or merely liked, the delicacy laid before his eyes, yet he could only look but not taste, and had to recite scriptures instead... Li Shuchen felt bitter in his heart.
"If it's too difficult to memorize, there's another way."
"We won't kiss or embrace, so you won't have any feelings, right?"
"It's not hard to memorize!"
Li Shuchen lowered his eyes and carefully read through the first page again, then began to recite its contents: "With a mind as clear as ice, one remains unperturbed even if the sky falls. Steadfast amidst myriad changes, serene and composed..."
Qi Huan was dumbfounded, his recitation speed was faster than an audio player! ...She hoped that their future children would inherit Li Shuchen's learning ability. Their appearance could follow hers instead.
"Host, are you sure? I think the child might want their looks to follow Li Shuchen as well."
"Block!"
