TNIBFT -Chapter 310 Poisoned

At this moment, outside the Apothecary Hall.

The Apothecary Hall was the first traditional-style hospital designed and planned by Ye Tian, located in the eastern part of the city.

Today was the grand opening of the hall, and even just the unique architecture of the building was enough to create a sensation throughout the city.

“This courtyard is really impressive! The main gate has nine doors!”

“I heard that anyone seeking treatment or medicine can enter. Should we go in and take a look too?”

“What’s this? A gastroenterology specialty? And obstetrics as well…”

“There are even female doctors in the Apothecary Hall?”

The townsfolk clustered together, shocked and excited, chattering endlessly, craning their necks to catch a glimpse inside.

It was a beautiful day—gentle sunlight and a light breeze.

The entire Sifang City, and even many traveling merchants from other regions, had gathered at the gates of the hall, completely crowding the entrance. Everyone’s faces were bright with celebration, laughter and chatter filling the air.

Among the crowd, a few young women wore indifferent expressions. They exchanged glances, then discreetly split apart.

Hiding in the corners, they were practically invisible unless someone was paying close attention.

Someone asked, “When will the Divine Doctor Qiu arrive? I came all the way from the imperial city to Sifang City just to seek treatment for my son’s strange illness…”

“Who hasn’t…”

“I heard that Divine Doctor Qiu was delayed on the road and might arrive a day or two late. But I also heard that his disciples possess exceptional medical talent. Even seeing one of his personally trained disciples for treatment isn’t a problem…”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Make way!”

“Excuse me, please!”

Ye Tian flicked his whip, driving the luxurious carriage to the gate of the Apothecary Hall.

Those seeking treatment watched eagerly from the doorway. Curious eyes scanned the carriage. Wasn’t the driver… the city lord himself?

The townsfolk of Sifang City immediately knelt and bowed in respect.

Ye Tian exchanged a few polite words but quickly found it troublesome. He wasn’t used to these ancient customs; after all, having seventy- or eighty-year-old men and women kneel before him—wasn’t that just absurd?

“Lord Ye?”

“Has my junior martial uncle arrived?”

“Where is my junior martial uncle?”

The disciples of Medicine King Valley, upon seeing Ye Tian’s carriage, rushed out of the hall to surround him.

All of them wore uniform white cotton robes with square white headscarves—embodying the compassion and integrity of healers.

Even just from their attire, they commanded respect.

Among those gathered at the Apothecary Hall, aside from the curious townsfolk, most were here specifically seeking treatment from Qiu Feibai.

Upon hearing the elderly leader repeatedly call him “junior martial uncle,” the crowd’s gaze toward the carriage immediately grew more reverent.

“He’s here, in the carriage!”

Ye Tian jumped down from the carriage, immediately met by the disciples who took the reins.

Everyone’s eyes anxiously followed the deep blue curtain.

The curtain was pushed aside by a pair of snow-white hands, and in the next moment, a young woman in practical attire leapt down from the carriage.

Once her appearance became clear, everyone present gasped, hearts skipping a beat.

Could there really be a woman in this world so stunningly beautiful?

Qin Fengyi’s expression remained calm. She lifted the curtain, first picking up the eldest child and carrying him down from the carriage.

Ye Shuangxue jumped down from the other side of the carriage by herself.

Xiao Jiang wrapped his arms around Qin Fengyi’s neck, refusing to let go, even pouting his lips to plant a kiss on her cheek.

The five members of the Ye family entered the Apothecary Hall.

Seeing Xiao Jiang, the Medicine King Valley disciples accompanying them followed behind into the hall.

As soon as the disciples left, the scene erupted with excitement. Someone asked, “Who’s the junior martial uncle? Is he Divine Doctor Qiu’s personally trained disciple—the one driving the carriage?”

“From what I see, it should be that fairy-like woman…”

“I think so too!”

“And there are three children—aside from the two young people, it can’t possibly be those three little rascals, right?”

Everyone burst out laughing.

“Please, everyone, watch your words!”

Hearing this, the disciples of the Medicine King Valley outside the gate immediately grew serious. Everyone fell silent. One disciple said, “The little rascals you’re talking about are the direct disciples of the Divine Doctor Qiu—they are precisely our Junior Uncle.”

“Though Junior Uncle is still young, his character is noble, and his talent extraordinary. None of us mediocre folks can compare!”

“And no one is allowed to casually judge Junior Uncle. If the Valley Master hears of it, those who mocked him might never receive medicine from the Medicine King Valley in their lifetime.”

Faces turned pale, and many quickly cupped their hands in apology.

They had only heard that Divine Doctor Qiu valued this disciple, but they didn’t expect it to be taken so seriously.

Today, anyone who caught the eye of this ‘Junior Uncle’ might as well have tied themselves to the Medicine King Valley.

The atmosphere outside the gate became somber.

Inside the courtyard, a sweet fragrance lingered. Xiao Jiang turned and earnestly said to Qin Fengyi, “Mother, have some ginger jujube tea. It’s sweet and also warms you up.”

“Does Dad want some too?”

Xiao Jiang’s big dark eyes turned to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian said, “No.”

“Then pour some for your older brother and sister, let your second sister replenish her strength. Otherwise, how will she have the energy to scold you later?” Ye Tian chuckled slyly.

The little overprotective flower pouted, rolling her eyes at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian laughed: “It’s past noon; can we go home now? I’ll go check inside—do you want to come?”

“Hmph!” Ye Shuangxue crossed her arms and turned her head, ignoring Ye Tian.

Xiao Jiang was busy and shook his head to refuse.

Seeing that his younger siblings didn’t want to go, Ye Yunting, who needed to look after them, also shook his head.

Qin Fengyi said directly, “I’ll stay with the children. You go ahead and handle your work.”

Alright then!

Ye Tian walked into the courtyard, looking over the ancient-style hospital, checking if it would work.

…

Meanwhile, disciples of the Medicine King Valley brought ginger jujube tea to Xiao Jiang. Sweet and fragrant, the three little ones drank it with relish. Qin Fengyi smiled, watching her easily satisfied children, thinking these three were truly heaven-sent treasures—so adorable!

The mother and her four children shared a warm, tender moment.

Outside, however, someone grew restless. A voice shouted, “Something’s wrong!”

“Someone’s vomiting blood! It’s… it’s this… this bowl of ginger jujube tea. My mother drank it, and now she’s vomiting blood!”

Qin Fengyi’s expression changed instantly.

Seeing Xiao Jiang holding the bowl, about to drink again, she snatched it away: “You cannot drink this!”

Xiao Jiang was startled.

At that moment, a large group of Medicine King Valley disciples poured out of the courtyard.

Xiao Jiang guessed something serious had happened. His face full of fear, he asked, “Mother, what’s wrong?”

“Looks like something happened outside. Let’s go check.”

Qin Fengyi shook her head, stood up, holding her three children tightly, anxiously asking, “Are any of you feeling unwell?”

“Tell me if you feel unwell. No, I must find a court physician!”

Qin Fengyi’s nervous rambling continued. She kept rubbing Xiao Jiang’s hands and anxiously cupped her daughters’ little faces. Seeing no apparent problems, she still couldn’t relax.

Crying could already be heard from outside the gate—more than one person…

Things didn’t look good.

But why hadn’t she reacted at all, even though she drank the ginger jujube tea herself?

Hearing the commotion, Ye Tian hurried down from the second floor. As soon as he reached the courtyard, he saw Qin Fengyi’s terrified expression as she repeatedly checked the three children. He stepped forward: “What happened?”