Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again Chapter 428: Not the Kind of Unwelcome That a Child Would Feel

Chapter 428: Not the Kind of Unwelcome That a Child Would Feel
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After Liu Shimei examined A’fu’s pulse once more and successfully completed the second round of acupuncture treatment, she knew she could not go anywhere as the source of the infection. So, she decided to sit in the room and wait.
While waiting for the needles to be removed, Shu Jun arrived at the door. “Master, the Medicine Lord has personally brought a congratulatory gift!” “Medicine Lord?” Liu Shimei was taken aback. Although she had arranged a trade with Mu Jiangli after their conversation, it was just a deal involving some rare medicinal herbs for her medical hall. There hadn’t been any further interaction.
Yet, someone of his status coming to personally congratulate her on her new medical hall was quite an honor!
“Have Xu Xian set up tables and chairs in the courtyard, prepare some tea for our guest. Ask Lord Mu to wait for a moment.”
It wasn’t that Liu Shimei did not value this guest, but she was currently under quarantine. If someone wanted to meet her, they would have to undergo disinfection. Furthermore, she should avoid unnecessary movement to prevent spreading the infection to others.
If it weren’t for Mu Jiangli insisting on seeing her, she would not have agreed to meet this guest.
Well, it seemed she needed to prioritize developing disinfectants using alcohol and sterilizing solutions!
When Liu Shimei emerged, roughly cleaned up and in a fresh set of clothes, Huangfu Lingyao had already returned.
Hearing that Mu Jiangli had arrived, he hurried to the courtyard.
“Why did you come?”
His face still wore that childish expression, and his tone sounded like that of a child. However, Mu Jiangli knew: His unwelcomeness was not the kind a child expresses when they’re upset.
Tables and chairs were set up in the courtyard, along with refreshments. Mu Jiangli sat in a chair, his usual silver mask on his face. He set down his tea cup and said, “Of course, I’m here to contribute to Shimei’s medical hall.”
He gave Huangfu Lingyao a meaningful look, as if saying: You were the one who initially approached me to cooperate with Liu Shimei, asking me to support her on this path. So, isn’t it natural for me to come?
Huangfu Lingyao’s heart sank, and he had nothing to say.
He was irritated that Mu Jiangli addressed his wife by name, but for now, he could not afford to pick a fight with Mu Jiangli.
After a while, Liu Shimei approached.
Huangfu Lingyao instinctively reached out to hold her hand, but she withdrew it, saying, “Lingyao, until I’m sure I’m not infected, let’s avoid any physical contact.”
“What happened?” Mu Jiangli had just come out of the Thousand Butterfly Valley and was unaware of what had transpired here.
Liu Shimei gave him a courteous nod from a distance but didn’t approach. She explained, “I received a leprosy patient, and they also have advanced liver disease. I had direct contact with this patient, so to minimize the risk of spreading leprosy to others, I should quarantine myself.”
She looked apologetic and added, “So, Lord Mu, I can’t stay here much longer. I apologize.”
“Leprosy?” Mu Jiangli’s expression changed slightly.
He wore a mask, so his expression was hidden, but the change in his demeanor revealed his concern. “Eldest Miss Liu, even though you are a physician, as the owner of the Fusheng Pavilion, you don’t need to personally handle everything.”
“I came for the opportunity to make a name for myself. I seized it,” Liu Shimei said candidly.
Mu Jiangli understood. “It seems you’re confident.”
Then he furrowed his brow. “But this is still too risky.”
Liu Shimei smiled and said, “In a way, it’s a matter of saving a life.”
“Have you thought about who might be behind this?” Mu Jiangli asked.
Liu Shimei fell silent..