After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved-Chapter 19 - Does This Girl Understand Chinese

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Does This Girl Understand Chinese Medicine?

Chapter 19 -19: Does This Girl Understand Chinese Medicine?

Old Mr. Fu thought, that evening the Fu Family was hosting a banquet, Lu Sheng should have already met Fu Chen outside.

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*Could it be that she’s not satisfied with Fu Chen, doesn’t like my grandson?*

Lu Sheng raised her eyes and said, “What I mean is, even though there’s an engagement, Grandpa, you can’t just demand that Fu Chen marry a stranger like me.”

“And I’ve heard that Fu Chen is already dating my sister, and Mrs. Fu has approved of her as the ideal daughter-in-law, so…”

At the mention of Lu Qianrou, Old Mr. Fu frowned, “The sister you’re talking about, is she the one named Qianrou?”

“That kid Chenchen, he’s been dating someone without telling me. I only found out about his relationship with your sister after I had someone deliver the engagement gifts to your Lu Family.”

“I’ve met that girl. From the first glance, I felt she had a bad heart. She and Chenchen came to see me a few days ago, and she used such words to try to curry my favor, but her eyes weren’t truly pure, showing scheming intentions.”

“Chenchen may not see it, but Grandpa, I am the best judge of character. Someone who doesn’t click with me right away won’t be allowed through the Fu Family’s door.”

Old Mr. Fu held Lu Sheng’s hand tightly, saying firmly, “Nannan, don’t worry. I’ll have Chenchen break up with that girl in the next few days, and have him try to get along with you. After all, you are the granddaughter-in-law I’ve chosen.”

Old Mr. Fu was a typical member of the old generation, accustomed to being authoritarian. Once he made up his mind, he wouldn’t change it easily, no wonder Mrs. Fu started approaching it from her side.

Lu Sheng said, “Grandpa, no matter what, you can’t force Fu Chen to break up, and Qianrou is my sister, making it difficult for me to face her like this.”

“…That’s true,” Old Mr. Fu frowned deeply, seeming to have a headache, “Then Nannan, what do you want to do?”

Lu Sheng said, “How about this, Grandpa, don’t interfere with Fu Chen’s decision anymore.”

“If he and Qianrou have relationship problems and break up later, then it’s not too late to talk about these things. For now, let’s just let it be.”

“Alright, let’s do as you say, Nannan, uh…”

Old Mr. Fu had just agreed when he suddenly coughed a few times and wiped his nose with a handkerchief.

Lu Sheng quickly went over to pat his back, only to see a hint of blood on Old Mr. Fu’s handkerchief.

“Grandpa, is there something wrong with your health? I see blood on this handkerchief… Did your nose bleed?”

“Oh…” Old Mr. Fu recovered, sighed, and said, “It’s nothing, just that as people get older, their bodies tend to have issues.”

“Are you saying your nose bleeds often?” Lu Sheng asked.

“Yes, though I’ve been to the hospital for exams, they found nothing.”

Lu Sheng slightly furrowed her brow upon hearing this, “Grandpa, may I take your pulse?”

“…Nannan, you can take pulses?” Old Mr. Fu looked surprised.

Pulse-taking is a diagnostic method in traditional Chinese medicine. This young girl can understand traditional Chinese medicine?

Lu Sheng seemed to catch Old Mr. Fu’s doubt, “My mother had an old friend who knew traditional Chinese medicine. I learned quite a bit from him when I was young. Grandpa, if you don’t mind, let me examine you?”

This wasn’t something Lu Sheng made up.

Her mother’s old friend was actually a renowned master of traditional Chinese medicine, Feng Guolin.

More than ten years ago, Feng Guolin visited Duran’s rural home, took a liking to the original protagonist, and accepted her as a Closed-door Disciple, teaching her traditional medicine.

Even when the original protagonist went to a boarding high school in town, she didn’t give up learning about traditional medicine and often spent time in the library reading ancient medical texts.

Duran also agreed to her daughter learning this. Although Western medicine was dominant at the time, understanding pharmacology was seen as a useful skill, even if it wasn’t needed to save lives.

In reality, though, even if the original protagonist hadn’t studied, Lu Sheng also understood traditional medicine. After all, she was a Flower Demon, innately familiar with all plant and herb properties.

Old Mr. Fu didn’t dismiss Lu Sheng’s words because of her youth; he simply extended his wrist for Lu Sheng to feel his pulse.

Lu Sheng lowered her head and quietly felt the pulse for five minutes.

Then she looked up seriously and said, “Grandpa, I see that your face is flushed, breathing heavy, tongue is red with yellow coating, and the pulse is tight and strong. This suggests liver qi transformed into fire, wood fire attacking metal, causing nasal bleeding due to lung meridian damage.”

“This kind of lung heat and liver fire damaging and obstructing the meridians wouldn’t show up in hospital examinations, but the body feels uncomfortable nonetheless.”

“Let me write you a prescription. You can have someone prepare a few doses of medicine, about five doses.”

“Based on my prediction, by taking one or two doses, the nosebleed should stop, and by the end of five doses, it should be completely cured, with the cough improving as well.”

Old Mr. Fu hadn’t expected Lu Sheng to be so knowledgeable about traditional medicine and pharmacology, which sparked his curiosity, “Is traditional medicine really that magical?”

“You’ll know if you try it.” Lu Sheng smiled, found pen and paper from the room, and swiftly wrote down a prescription—

[sea clam shell 20g, scutellaria baicalensis 10g, gardenia 8g, peony bark 8g, Chinese figwort 8g, fresh rehmannia 12g, white bamboo root 12g, Chinese madder 12g, raw rhubarb 10g, hemp leaf 10g]

While writing, she explained to Old Mr. Fu, “Grandpa, look, the sea clam shell is salty and cold, scutellaria baicalensis is bitter and cold, combined to clear lung heat; raw rhubarb and cape jasmine directly quell liver fire.”

“Rehmannia, Chinese figwort, and peony bark cool the blood and nourish yin; Chinese madder, white bamboo root, and hemp leaf specialize in cooling the blood and stopping bleeding, directing heat downwards. Together, these herbs help you clear the lungs, drain the liver, and stop bleeding by cooling the blood.”

Old Mr. Fu listened in a haze, not grasping the details, but found it trustworthy.

Seeing his chosen granddaughter-in-law was not only beautiful and considerate but also knowledgeable about traditional medicine, left him feeling very gratified.

He immediately called someone over to take the prescription and instructed them to get the medicine prepared the next day.

“It’s getting late, so Grandpa, you should rest early, I won’t disturb you further.” With this, Lu Sheng stood up to leave.

“Alright, alright,” Old Mr. Fu repeatedly reminded before Lu Sheng left, “Nannan, now that you’re in Jiang City, Grandpa is your support. If you suffer any grievance at the Lu Family, come talk to Grandpa, I’ll stand up for you.”

“I understand, Grandpa, don’t worry.” Lu Sheng nodded.

However, what Lu Sheng didn’t know was that the servant carrying the prescription had just left the room and ran into Mrs. Fu.

“Wait a moment,” Mrs. Fu frowned, staring at what the servant was holding, “What do you have there?”

“Madam, this is a traditional Chinese medicine prescription Miss Lu Sheng wrote for Old Master, claiming it can cure his persistent nosebleed condition.”

“A traditional medicine prescription?” Mrs. Fu frowned deeper and directly extended her hand, “That little girl knows traditional medicine? Let me see.”

Mrs. Fu couldn’t understand it either, scoffed with disdain, and said, “Has Old Master really gone senile?”

“What could such a young girl possibly know about traditional medicine? He actually dares to use the medicine she prescribed, isn’t he afraid of it causing issues?”

“Madam, do you mean…” The servant was at a loss, uncertain about what to do.

Mrs. Fu initially intended to throw the prescription away but suddenly had a different thought.

The hand that was reached out to the trash bin paused mid-air and retracted.

“What’s wrong, Madam?” The servant asked, confused.

“I’ll first consult someone knowledgeable about the herbs in this prescription,” Mrs. Fu suddenly said, “If there are no problems, I’ll return the prescription to you, and then you can prepare the medicine.”