Chang Yuncheng's actions caused Dingxihou's accumulated anger to explode.

When it comes to women, no matter how angry he is, Marquis Dingxi will still maintain his grace, but when it comes to men, let alone his own son, he no longer needs to be graceful.

"Do you know what you are doing? You idiot, idiot, bastard!" Dingxihou cursed and looked around for something.

Although Ms. Xie was so angry at her son's actions that she vomited blood, she still stood in front of her son immediately.

"He was bewitched by that woman, and it was all you. If you didn't get used to that woman, how could you be here today!" she shouted.

Chang Yuncheng held his mother's shoulders.

"She didn't trick me, it was me who wanted to do this," he said.

Xie was trembling all over and bit her lower lip to avoid any words of reprimand or questioning coming out of her mouth.

She can scold and beat her son, but when someone else wants to beat or scold him, all she has to do is protect her son.

"Why are you doing this? Do you know what you are doing?" Ding Xihou was so angry that he was shaking all over. He grabbed the porcelain bottle and smashed it over.

Chang Yuncheng turned around and stood in front of Mr. Xie.

The porcelain bottle hit his shoulder and rolled to pieces.

"I did this just to show that our Dingxihou Mansion is not a weakling!" He suddenly raised his voice and said.

People who have experienced in the battlefield, once they release that kind of coercion, their aura is really intimidating.

Dingxihou was frightened by the sudden roar and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Let's bet. Can't our Dingxihou Mansion afford it?"

“You’ve just gambled, and you haven’t even decided whether you won or lost, so are you afraid?”

"If we are not afraid of a weak woman, what should we be afraid of?"

Dingxihou couldn't help but take a few steps back and sat on the chair.

Mrs. Xie couldn't help but hold her heart and looked at her son with a bit of confusion.

"If we don't let her in at this time, what will outsiders think? Seeing that our Dingxihou Mansion hasn't even competed yet, we gave in!" Chang Yuncheng regained his momentum and glanced around the room, "I can't afford to lose that person."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent, except for the sound of slightly messy breathing.

"Then... what if we lose?" Dingxihou said with a slightly trembling voice.

"It's not too late to divorce her if she loses." Chang Yuncheng said, "This can be regarded as an explanation for us to the people, showing that our Dingxi Marquis Mansion's attitude towards quack doctors killing people, even our own family members, will never tolerate and protect her."

The courtyard where the prefect's son was once treated became lively again.

"You must wear these gloves." Qi Yue distributed the gloves that Hu San took to everyone.

Liu Pucheng and others nodded and watched Qi Yue demonstrate hand washing and disinfection with gloves in front of her.

"According to Madam Qi, what you said can drive away evil spirits. Based on the last time, I added Sophora flavescens, Phellodendron cypress, Eucalyptus macrophylla and Cnidium monnieri to make a decoction." He added.

Qi Yue nodded and ordered Aru to find a showerhead from the flower room and put the disinfectant in it.

"You spray the house and yard with this regularly," she said.

The other two disciples who followed nodded hurriedly and nervously took the two shower heads.

"There is no other cause for this disease. It just requires a large dose of broad-spectrum antibacterial." Qi Yue said, looking at Liu Pucheng, "Find all the Chinese medicines that can play this role. Teacher, you know better than me. You can see for yourself.

Come and prepare the medicine, increase the dosage, rinse, wash, apply, and pour."

Liu Pucheng nodded, and everyone acted according to the arrangement.

The darkness of night quickly enveloped the Dingxihou Mansion.

When Chang Yuncheng came over, Qi Yue was sitting on the steps outside the door looking at the sky.

"What? The person is going to die?" Chang Yuncheng asked directly, looking at her.

Qi Yue smiled.

"No," she said.

But it’s soon...

Qi Yue stretched out her hand and rubbed her face, smoothing her wrinkled brows.

Those medicines don’t work at all, or they can’t have miraculous effects quickly. Oral administration is naturally inferior to intravenous administration or infusion…

If this continues, she will definitely lose.

Lost?

When Qi Yue found herself standing in a pure white corridor, her first thought was that she was dreaming.

Did I fall asleep? Wasn't I obviously talking to Chang Yuncheng?

Qi Yue stood in the corridor in a daze. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the surroundings became lively. Patients walking back and forth and nurses rushing around turned a blind eye to her.

Qi Yue was no longer panicking. She was dreaming. She couldn't help but exhale and looked up at the corridor.

This is the busiest and bustling place on the first floor of the registered pharmacy.

Qi Yue walked over slowly.

"Doctor Qi is off work?" The nurse walking by greeted her with a smile.

Qi Yue responded and looked over with a subconscious smile.

The nurse has left.

Can't you see yourself?

Qi Yue looked at her back, dreaming.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi." Someone called her next to her, and then put a hand on her shoulder.

Qi Yue was startled by this real sudden increase in power.

A woman a few years older than her was supporting her with one hand and putting on her shoes with the other.

"...These new shoes don't fit, so I put a band-aid on them..." She fixed the shoes without letting go of her hands, looking at Qi Yue and smiling.

"Sister Zhang, are you on day shift today?" Qi Yue asked slowly.

"Yes, an old classmate sent over a relative. I have to take care of him." Sister Zhang said, holding her arm, "Let's go to eat..."

What a real dream, Qi Yue couldn't help but be pulled away by her.

She laughed again when she thought of this. When did returning to modern times become a dream, but in ancient times it became a reality.

Qi Yue suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Sister Zhang asked in confusion.

Qi Yue took two steps back and looked at the door number.

Pharmacy….

Penicillin... Penicillin... Can you... take some of such a real dream back with you?

This ridiculous thought flashed across her mind and Qi Yue could no longer control it. She pushed Sister Zhang away and knocked on the door of the pharmacy.

"Doctor Qi?" Qi Yue rushed in before the person who opened the door asked any questions.

Qi Yue rushed directly to the shelves and started rummaging.

Penicillin..Penicillin…

found it!

Qi Yue looked down and saw that she was wearing a white coat. She immediately took it off and swept off all the penicillin.

"Doctor Qi, what are you doing?" Countless voices sounded from behind, and someone came to pull her away.

"Don't pull me, don't pull me, the money will be deducted from my salary." Qi Yue shouted, picking up the package of medicine and running out.

What was said in confusion behind him.

Qi Yue ignored it and ran out, hugging the medicine tightly.

Wake up, wake up, wake up soon...

She felt like she was running in the corridor, and it seemed like she could never reach the end no matter how hard she ran. Then she bumped into someone and all the things in her arms were scattered.

She didn't care to apologize to anyone and hurriedly picked it up.

"This is from our Chinese medicine pharmacy, don't take it randomly..." a female voice said.

Qi Yue couldn't help but stop her hand and raised her head.

"Cui Xiu..." she murmured.

The woman in front of her smiled at her.

"Qi Yue, I have good news for you." She said, her eyes lined with eyeliner were more charming, and she shook a bottle of injections. "Look, we have stocked up on traditional Chinese medicine injections again."

Qi Yue looked at her and finally controlled the urge to hit the woman's face with the medicine in his hand.

"Then I wish you good luck and never have any adverse reactions!" she said, grabbing the medicine scattered on the floor.
To be continued...