The Female Supporting Role Shows Out

Chapter 146

Translator: thornling | Editor: thornling

The Marchioness of Wu'an had been ill for a long time, and, having heard of Wu Xuancao's reputation, naturally pinned her hopes on her. However, at this time, the other party had a difficult expression and was speechless for a while; she clearly had no grasp over the situation. She immediately became nervous and tentatively asked: "Xuancao, this disease of mine isn't that serious, is it?"

Wu Xuancao immediately returned to her senses and opened her mouth with difficulty, "To answer Madam, I can't figure out your illness. I'm really sorry."

"You can't figure it out? How could that be?" The Marchioness of Wu'an had a hard time accepting reality. Her limbs had been getting more and more numb and signs of paralysis had gradually been appearing. If things continued like this, she would probably become handicapped. If one could live well, who would want to be a half-dead cripple? It was difficult for her to imagine such a scene, and the dread in her heart was even worse than the discomfort in her body.

"Please check again," she said imploringly.

Wu Xuancao could only check the pulse again, then shake her head with a solemn expression.

The rims of the Marchioness of Wu'an's eyes flushed, and tears almost fell on the spot.

In order to cover up her own embarrassment, Wu Xuancao immediately beckoned several resident physicians: "All of you, come take a look. Madam's illness is very strange. Let's all put our heads together. Maybe we can find a solution."

Several people immediately gathered around and took turns to check the Marchioness of Wu'an's pulse. Each one's expression was weirder than the previous. After the last one was finished, the whole room was actually completely silent. No one dared to start speaking.

No matter how slow the Marchioness of Wu'an's reactions might be, she could see that there was a problem. She hurriedly opened her mouth, "Respected doctors, what illness do I have? Don't be shy. Just tell me, I can accept it."

The group of people huddled together and muttered for a spell, then shook their heads and said, "Madam, it's not that we can't find out what disease you have, but that you don't have a pulse at all. This is the first time we have seen this kind of strange illness in our decades of medical practice. Without a pulse, a person should be dead, but you are still alive and well. This is truly unimaginable."

Wu Xuancao's vision was broader than theirs, and naturally knew that not having a pulse wasn't that odd, but she couldn't express her suspicions. If she didn't say it, she could pretend that she couldn't cure it and then wash her hands of the matter; if she said it and the other saw hope, wouldn't they pester her and try to force her to treat it? She was a general surgeon, so she had no idea how to perform these types of operations. Even if she could do them, there was no way to actually implement it with the current conditions..

Thinking of this, she waved her hand regretfully: "Madam, I'm very sorry. We can't cure your illness. Please find someone more qualified. The imperial doctors in the palace are quite experienced and knowledgeable; perhaps they will have a cure."

"But the imperial doctors have already been treating me for more than a month. There has been no sign of improvement; that's why I came to find you. If even you can't cure me, who else could I look for?" The Marchioness of Wu'an's face was full of anxiety and unease.

Wu Xuancao was left speechless, but an apprentice standing behind her murmured, "You could go across the street to Xing Lin Spring. Little Physician Lin's medical skills are very good. She may have a solution."

"Xing Lin Spring?" The Marchioness of Wu'an had been ill for quite a bit, and she hadn't had any interest in news about the outside world. Naturally, she didn't know about Lin Dan, who had only recently gained fame.