Chapter 27: Rescue on the Mountain Waist

  Not far north of the beehive tree, there is the mountain stairs leading to the Upper Temple of Great Compassion. On the stairs, a bamboo sedan chair with a canopy covered in green velvet was being carried by four servants, swaying as they walked upwards.

  The bamboo sedan chair was surrounded by a group of people in front and back, including maidservants, servants, and more than ten family guards.

  The most eye-catching was a young gentleman standing beside the sedan chair, holding the pole. This young man had a face as white as jade, slender and tall, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, deerskin boots on his feet, peach blossom eyes, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, white teeth and red lips, with a spirited and lively expression. He wore a crimson purple woven silk robe with a cross collar and a large red satin cloak draped over it, which was particularly dazzling in the mountains.

  This young master is none other than the only legitimate grandson of the current Grand Preceptor, Feng Zong'e, the only maternal nephew of the Empress Dowager, and the treasured son of the Feng family, Feng Shaochen. The old lady with white hair in the sedan chair wearing luxurious clothes is the wife of the Grand Preceptor, the mother-in-law of the Emperor, and the first-rank noblewoman, Feng Liangshi.

  Madam Feng came to the Temple of Great Sorrow today specifically to offer incense to the Bodhisattva, saying that the Empress's body was out of harmony and she had come especially to pray for her safety. If it hadn't been for that large swarm of bees that flew in out of nowhere, this would have been a very good thing.

  It's just that things didn't go as planned, and a large swarm of wasps flew in, buzzing, and seeing those painted and powdered servant girls, they pounced on them. For a time, it was chaotic.

  The women shrieked and scurried about, covering their heads, while the servants brandished their weapons and chased after them. But how could those clumsy weapons possibly drive away a swarm of wasps?

  Feng Shaochen was a spoiled young master, and his body naturally had no shortage of cosmetics. The scent on him was even more fragrant than that of the maidservants, making him the favorite target of bees.

  "Ah ah ah - it hurts! It hurts so much!" Feng Gongzi clutched his head and spun around in circles.

  "Master, hurry up and squat down! Master, over here! Master..." The servant girls beside him held handkerchiefs while chasing after him and shouting.

  "Xuan'er! Xuan'er!" Old Lady Feng couldn't help herself, stretching out her hand to grab hold of her precious grandson.

  "Old lady! Old lady be careful!" The servant girls who were protecting Madame Feng quickly untied their bundles and went to swat at them.

  The family servant carrying the sedan chair was also stung by the hornets, and his face suddenly felt painful. He subconsciously dodged, causing the sedan chair to start shaking.

  The maids were in a state of panic, shouting in unison: "Old lady!" The maid was immediately frightened out of her wits, "Be careful! Don't bump into the old lady... Ah! Old lady..."

  Yao Yan and Cui Wei were running hand in hand when they saw the bamboo sedan chair tilt to one side, and just as they watched, the old lady inside fell out of the sedan.

  "Ah!" Yao Yan exclaimed in fright.

  "Old lady!" The people on the mountain steps were also frightened to death, and one by one, they didn't care about the bees stinging their faces anymore, and they all rushed forward to support Old Lady Feng. At this time, Old Lady Feng had already fainted and was unconscious.

  "Grandma! Grandma!" Feng Shaochen suddenly burst into tears.

  Yao Yan rushed forward in a flurry, pushing aside the chaotic crowd of people, and pulled Feng Shaochen away, anxiously shouting: "Don't touch her! Don't touch her yet!"

  The crowd was shocked, and the guards immediately surrounded Yao Yanyu, pointing their weapons at her.

  "She's had a stroke! Any movement will be dangerous!" Yao Yan said, not bothering to explain much, and then turned around to call Cui Wei: "Cui Wei! Cui Wei! Bring me my silver needle!"

  "What are you doing? What do you want to do?! Get out of my way!" Feng Shaochen saw this crazy girl squatting in front of his grandmother, still asking for silver needles, and immediately became anxious, stepping forward to push her away.

  Yao Yan's voice was icy as she stared at Feng Shaochen, pointing at the unconscious Feng Lao Tai Tai on the ground. Her expression was colder than ever: "Do you want her to die?"

  "Feng Shao Chen was spoiled since childhood, and for a moment, he was really shocked by Yao Yan's words."

  "Silver needle." Yao Yan looked down on such a rich young master from the bottom of her heart, who only knew how to shed tears and shout when something happened, completely useless, not even as good as a servant girl.

  Cui Wei, although she was uncertain in her heart, still obediently took out the silver needle box and handed a needle over.

  The wasps were still buzzing around, Yao Yanyu took a look at the wrapped faces of the servant girls and ordered Cuiwei: "Take out those herbs and burn them."

  "Oh, okay." Cui Wei hurriedly took out the herbs that Yao Yan had just picked and lit them with a fire starter.

  A thick smoke with a strong medicinal smell came out, which was somewhat pungent, but fortunately the horseflies dispersed immediately after smelling this smell.

  Yao Yan had already taken the pulse of Mrs. Feng and knew that she was suffering from high blood pressure and hyperlipidemia, and with this fall, it could be a cerebral hemorrhage. In ancient times, this was called apoplexy, which is very dangerous in modern times. Mild cases result in hemiplegia, while severe cases can lead to death on the spot.

  Neiguan, Shuigou, Sanyinjiao, Jiuquan, Zhize, Weizhong and other acupoints are the main points for treating apoplexy. Yao Yanyu used the secret recipe's needle technique to give Feng Lao a acupuncture treatment with a decisive tone, although her hand technique was not particularly skilled, but she remained calm and composed, without any signs of panic.

  But in a moment, Mrs. Feng slowly woke up and let out a long sigh, whispering: "Chen'er? Where's Chen'er?"

  "Grandma!" Feng Shaochen hastily came forward and knelt down on the ground, grasping Grandma Feng's hand in surprise and panic.

  "Xu'er..." Old Lady Feng grasped Feng Shaofeng's hand and tried to sit up.

  "Slow down, old lady, you slow down." The maid next to her helped support Mrs. Feng and sat her up, immediately someone brought a cushion over and spread it out, several women helped move the old lady onto the cushion.

  Feng Shaochen then re-examined the girl in linen clothes and politely bowed his hands: "Thank you, miss, for lending a helping hand."

  Yao Yan smiled lightly and said, "Nothing much, I just happened to meet her. And I just happened to know what's going on with this illness, can't just ignore it. Besides, the old lady is getting older, it's damp and chilly here, better not sit for too long."

  "Yes, the young lady is right." Feng Shaochen hastily agreed with a smile, then turned to instruct the servant women: "Invite Old Madam to rest in the sedan chair for a while, and tidy up this place. We should hurry to Dajue Temple and ask Master Kong to give Grandmother a good examination of her pulse."

  At this time, Mrs. Feng had fully come to herself and also understood the thrilling adventure she had just gone through from the brink of death. After all, she was an elderly person with age, but she was more calm than others, leaning in her granddaughter's arms and beckoning to Yao Yan: "Miss, you come over."

  Yao Yan had long seen that this old lady was of noble status and not an ordinary person. She took two steps forward, slightly bowed her body: "Old Madam."

  "Just now, thank you for saving my life." Mrs. Feng sincerely thanked him.

  "The old lady is being polite." Yao Yan could only smile politely in response.

  The old lady nodded in satisfaction and smiled, asking: "Are you a girl from this mountain? Is there anyone else at home? Since you understand medicine, are you willing to go with me?"

  Yao Yan was taken aback, thinking to herself that it wasn't easy for her to run out, how could she possibly go back? Cui Wei couldn't help but lightly laugh and say: "Old madam, our family's young lady is the younger sister of the third young mistress of Ding Hou Fu."

  "Oh?" Old Lady Feng's eyes lit up instantly, "I knew it, looking at this girl's behavior and speech, she's absolutely not a girl from a humble background. So she's... the daughter of the Governor of the Two Rivers?"

  Digression

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