Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 229: Rescue Alliance (1)

When several people arrived at Zongzheng Prefecture’s separate residence at Lan Court, where Tinglan lived, several servants were anxiously looking around, and inside, an elder was ceaselessly wiping sweat from his forehead, now checking the eyes, now sitting down to feel the pulse. This is what Feng Xuxu saw upon her arrival at Orchid Garden.

When the elder in the room turned and saw his own Family Head, he came forward excitedly, "Family Head, the young mistress, she... I fear she might." The elder’s crisscrossed face was filled with deep furrows, and he looked at Zongzheng Zehang with shame.

Upon hearing "I fear," Zehang became so agitated he could hardly calm down, grabbing the elder’s arm and demanding, "You’re deceiving me, aren’t you?" His eyes wide open, he looked back and forth, refusing to miss even a hint of hope in the old man’s eyes.

Feng Xuxu had no time to watch the two of them having a pointless conversation, and walked past them to the bedside, where she saw a small face without a hint of color or life, and felt a pang in her heart.

"Holy Maiden, please, save our young mistress!" Nayu, the maid beside Tinglan, her eyes swollen from crying, knelt before Feng Xuxu with tears in her eyes, begging pitifully.

Feng Xuxu couldn’t bear it and softly said, "Quickly get up, take the medicinal herbs I brought and have the physician prepare them, and then bring them here once ready."

"Holy Maiden, my sister." The Zongzheng Family Head suddenly thought of the Holy Maiden and immediately let go of the elder, rushing toward the Holy Maiden.

Dugu Chen’s face turned dark, and without a moment of doubt, he stepped forward and held Feng Xuxu, keeping her away from Zongzheng Zehang.

"Your sister isn’t dead yet." Dugu Chen glanced at the person on the bed, and although her breath seemed increasingly weak, there was still a glimmer of hope for salvation, assuming there were no further delays.

"Yes, yes, please, Holy Maiden." Seeing this, Zongzheng Zehang could only retreat further from the Holy Maiden, lest his sister indeed be beyond hope.

Feng Xuxu had learned some skills in poison and medicine from the Poison Elder and the Medical Elder, and she knew how to take a simple pulse.

Touching Tinglan’s delicate wrist quietly, she noticed a faint heartbeat, instructed people to help Tinglan sit up, and took out an exquisitely designed bottle from a delicate box. She removed the stopper from the bottle, ready to feed it to Tinglan.

"Wait, what is this?" Zongzheng, always concerned, couldn’t help but ask when he saw a mysterious substance about to be administered to his sister.

Feng Xuxu looked at Zongzheng Zehang with displeasure, "You come to me knowing full well I don’t practice medicine, is it not because of the miraculous medicine I presented at the Empress Dowager’s birthday feast? Now that I am willing to use precious ingredients to save your sister, you still doubt me? If so, why did you seek me out?"

Zongzheng Zehang, unable to respond, awkwardly said to Feng Xuxu, "I’m just too concerned about my sister, please don’t take offense, Holy Maiden."

Feng Xuxu snorted softly, turned around, and fed the Spiritual Spring Water from her space, wiped the corner of Tinglan’s mouth, and only then did she sit down with relief.

"It’s ready, the medicine is ready." The elder, with trembling hands, brought in the bowl of medicine into the bedroom.

Zongzheng Zehang took the steaming hot bowl of medicine, scooped up a small spoonful, and blew on it gently to cool it down before feeding his sister, repeating the process until, after half an hour, the bowl was finally empty. Half an hour later, the elder checked the pulse and finally showed a smile that had been absent for a long time, "Family Head, the young mistress is alright now."

"Really, ha ha ha, that’s wonderful!" Zongzheng Zehang, upon hearing this, laughed out loud in joy.

"Since Tinglan is alright now, we’ll be going back," Feng Xuxu said after hearing this, feeling a wave of relaxation, and only then did she realize how tired she was.

"Holy Maiden, please accept Zehang’s bow." He bowed deeply to Feng Xuxu.