Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 52: Chapter 28 Half a Day of Leisure in a Fleeting Life_2

Gu Changsheng thought about the current economic situation for a moment, waved his hand, and approved!

Little Meat Bun, Gu Ze, said he wanted to set up a swing on the pagoda tree so he could play with Han Mo.

Gu Changsheng thought for a while, approved, but let him and Han Mo find the wood themselves.

So, after breakfast, everyone was busy; Gu Changsheng squinted under the eaves, watching his son turn into a little carpenter and expertly grab a piece of wood, hammering here and there, with Han Mo standing behind him, occasionally giving him small suggestions when he scratched his head, not knowing how to proceed.

Uncle Song, after cleaning the medical hall and the front yard, lingered at the entrance of the backyard.

Seeing him from afar, Gu Changsheng waved to signal him to come in.

Uncle Song hesitated for a moment but still walked in, bowing deeply to the Young Master from a distance and walking a long way around to avoid him, as he was currently a patient and absolutely couldn’t get close to the Young Master.

“Your servant has seen the lady,” Uncle Song stopped three steps away, bowed with his hands in front of Gu Changsheng.

“Uncle Song, no need for such formality, do you feel better today?” Gu Changsheng waved his hand, signaling him to stand up, then asked.

Uncle Song touched the cloth on his face, visibly excited, and quickly replied, “Thank you for your concern, madam, I coughed much less last night and felt quite a bit lighter this morning.”

This relentless cough had troubled him for a long time, but now he had finally had a peaceful sleep, the most comfortable he had felt in a long while.

Gu Changsheng nodded, ran over to wipe the sweat from Little Meat Bun’s forehead, and teased with a smile, “Son, you’ve been busy all morning, and you haven’t even cleaned off the bark; it seems you don’t have the talent to be a carpenter.”

The little carpenter, Little Meat Bun, looked up, brandishing his small knife, “Not true! I will be a good carpenter.”

Gu Changsheng nodded, indicating his support for his great ambition, then turned to Uncle Song, “Uncle Song, did you come here to say something?”

Seeing this, Uncle Song quickly asked in a low voice, “Madam, do you really think Doctor Hu will come?”

“Uncle Song, in this world, there are always those blinded by greed and solely motivated by profit, how could he resist the opportunity before him? Besides, it’s only about making them lose some face. Uncle Song, have you ever heard the saying, ‘A shameless person is invincible’? I think Doctor Hu is not far from being invincible,” Gu Changsheng replied unhurriedly.

At this, Uncle Song’s old face twitched involuntarily; the lady’s first half of the statement was quite accurate, but towards the end, it went off-track; weren’t they currently seen as the piece of fat in other’s eyes?

“Then, madam, what do you think we should do about this matter?” Uncle Song brushed aside his thoughts and asked diligently.

“Well…” Gu Changsheng touched his chin, shrugged, and replied rather roguishly, “they say it’s good to be prepared, but your lady here isn’t one for fortune-telling; I prefer to tackle problems as they come.”

Uncle Song couldn’t help coughing twice before continuing, “In that case, this servant will wait in the front yard. If they come, I will inform you immediately, madam.”

Gu Changsheng shook his head, “No need, go find our medical hall’s usual pharmacist to probe their intentions; Hu Yihai won’t be coming this morning.”

Uncle Song looked up at Gu Changsheng, puzzled, wondering how the lady knew they wouldn’t come this morning.

“Hu Yihai isn’t a fool. Yesterday, they were too anxious, and I neutralized their tactic softly yet firmly; even if they are resolved today, they will still bide their time. The world is never short of clever people, Uncle Song underestimates the opponent too much.” Gu Changsheng never underestimated any enemy, as it was the only way to ensure her unassailable position.

She wanted to live peacefully in Liuzhou, opening a medical hall to heal people, but she couldn’t just watch others step all over her and still be obsequious.

If that were the case, she wouldn’t be Gu Changsheng.

Hearing this, Uncle Song promptly retreated as commanded.

Now that Gu Changsheng had some peace, she went inside to fetch a medical book and sat under the eaves, deeply engrossed in it.

Her grandfather was indeed talented in nourishment, using warming tonics that deserved mention.

Gu Changsheng was captivated as she read the book; from time to time, she picked up a pen to correct deficiencies in the prescriptions and then continued her reading.

“Madam, the Hu Family Medical Hall has sent someone,” Han Qiu came back from the front yard to report.

“Oh?” Gu Changsheng looked up indifferently and asked in a cool tone, “What did they say?”

“They said Doctor Hu would visit this afternoon and hopes that you will honor the agreement.”

“Tsk tsk… it appears I overestimated Hu Yihai, to double-check such a trivial matter; it seems we are quite tempting as that piece of fat,” Gu Changsheng sighed and said, “Go send them away.”

Han Qiu nodded and stepped back.

Little carpenter, Little Meat Bun, Gu Ze, looked up from the tree bark, puzzled, and asked softly, “Mommy, how did we become the fat? None of us are fat.”

Gu Changsheng glanced at him, disinterestedly replied, “We’re not fat, but we can pretend to be fat if needed.”

“No!” Little Meat Bun protested; getting his face swollen would hurt, he didn’t want that.

Gu Changsheng rubbed her forehead, frustrated, “Son, I’m really worried about your intelligence; how will you get married in the future like this?”

“Madam, the Young Master is to marry a wife, not to be married off,” Xiao Cui, who was digging nearby, protested.

“Getting a wife and forgetting one’s mother, and being married off, aren’t much different,” Gu Changsheng gave Xiao Cui a disdainful look.

Everyone: “…”

Arguing with the madam invariably led to one outcome: the madam advocated for you to argue, but no effort was spared in rebutting!

Having spent a peaceful morning, Gu Changsheng administered acupuncture to Uncle Song after lunch, just as she finished pulling out the needles, Han Qiu reported that Hu Yihai and his party were already waiting in the medical hall’s main hall.

Gu Changsheng carefully put away the silver needles and then led everyone to the front yard; a tough battle was about to begin…