The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Chapter 214 What kind of miracle doctor is he? He's clearly a fraud.

The servants did not move upon hearing this, but instead focused their attention on Duan Muqing.

Duan Muqing's face darkened as he snapped at his father, "Dad! I told you, this is my honored guest. If you continue to speak rudely, don't blame your son for turning ruthless."

Duan Ru never expected that his son would argue with him for the sake of this girl, and even turn his back on him so ruthlessly.

He is his father; how can a son lecture his father?

I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.

Duan Ru was so angry she could hardly breathe. "Duan Muqing, are you trying to kill your mother? Your mother is already like this, and you still bring shady people to torment her. What are you up to? You don't need to be in such a hurry to divide up your mother's property. You're bringing a greenhorn to deceive people."

Song Shuyue bluntly exposed his true colors, "I think you're feeling guilty, afraid that if I cure your wife's illness, you won't be able to let your mistress into the family."

Upon hearing this, Duan Ru was stunned for a moment, a fleeting look of panic flashing in his eyes as he pointed at her.

He yelled, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Are you looking for death? You dare to frame me? Believe me or not, I'll take you to the police station."

Song Shuyue's eyes were icy and her tone was sharp, "Whether it's nonsense or not, you know it in your heart. If you say another bad word about me, don't blame me for being impolite."

"You! You!"

Just as Duan Ru was about to rush forward aggressively, Duan Muqing suddenly pushed him aside and shouted to the steward, "Steward, take my father away, quickly!"

"Yes."

Duan Ru was furious. "Duan Muqing, you unfilial son! How dare you treat me like this? I am your father! I am your father!"

After the person left, Duan Muqing bowed respectfully and apologized, "I'm so sorry, Miss Song. My father is a little agitated because of my mother's illness. Please come with me, and I'll take you to see my mother."

Song Shuyue nodded.

Duan Muli followed behind the two, but he stayed next to Duan Muqing.

Seeing that he was staring at her, Song Shuyue took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Duan Muli happily accepted it.

Song Shuyue followed him into a dimly lit room. The windows were nailed shut, leaving only a door. The environment was incredibly oppressive, let alone a place to recuperate peacefully.

Before Song Shuyue could speak, Duan Muqing explained, "Miss Song, to be honest, my mother's condition is close to madness, and she may hurt people at any time. Therefore, many people dare not take care of her closely. As a result, we have no choice but to seal the doors and windows. She also hates sunlight and is easily agitated. But don't worry, I have already had her under control. She will not hurt anyone, so Miss Su, you don't need to be afraid."

He felt very embarrassed and guilty as he spoke, “Miss Song, I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. I had my own selfish reasons. I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn’t have come. But I have no doubt about your medical skills. I trust you.”

Song Shuyue nodded. "It's alright, open the door."

Duan Muqing called for someone to open the door, and Song Shuyue went in. She saw a woman lying on the bed, her hair disheveled, her limbs firmly locked to the bed, and her beautiful face devoid of any color, as pale as snow.

He was skin and bones, with not an ounce of fat on his body, and his bones were faintly visible.

Duan Muqing walked ahead and softly called out, "Mom."

The woman on the bed opened her eyes, shook her head, and immediately became agitated, desperately trying to pull at the handcuffs on her body.

Those standing nearby retreated in fear, and then the woman coughed incessantly.

Duan Muqing quickly brought water over, "Mom, don't be afraid, it's me. Drink water, drinking water will stop your cough."

Just as Duan Muqing handed her the water, the woman bit his hand hard. The two servants next to her cried out in alarm, "Ah! She bit him! She bit him!"

Duan Muqing gasped and snapped, "Quiet down, both of you. I'm fine. You two don't need to come tomorrow. Get out."

"Young Master, we..."

"go out."

The woman still clung tightly to Duan Muqing's hand, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.

When Duan Muli saw that her older brother was injured, she was very anxious. "Brother, brother, Mom, Mom, don't bite brother, brother hurts, brother hurts, boohoo."

Duan Muli burst into tears as he looked at his brother's bloodied hands.

Duan Muqing smiled gently and said to him, "I'm fine, don't be afraid, big brother isn't in pain. Be good, why don't you go and play with Aunt Li? Go ahead!"

Duan Muli shook her head, crying, "No, no, I don't want to! Brother hurts, brother, you hurt so much! Mom, don't bite brother, don't bite brother, waaaah!"

The woman seemed to regain her senses for a moment, and was about to slightly relent when, with a "crack!" something outside shattered.

The woman tightened her grip, biting down fiercely and refusing to let go, causing Duan Muqing to wince in pain.

Song Shuyue glanced at the source of the sound behind her, strode forward, reached out and grabbed the woman's chin, forcing her to open her mouth. Duan Muqing took the opportunity to dodge.

The woman bared her teeth and tried to bite, but Song Shuyue pulled out a silver needle from somewhere, pierced the woman's head with the long needle, and then pulled it out. The woman immediately quieted down.

Song Shuyue said to Duan Muqing and Duan Muli, "Please step back a bit."

Duan Muqing pulled Duan Muli back, and Duan Muli cried as she touched his hand. Duan Muqing took a piece of cloth from the table, covered the wound, and looked at Song Shuyue carefully.

Song Shuyue began administering acupuncture. Watching those fine silver needles being inserted one by one into her mother's head, Duan Muqing was terrified.

Song Shuyue pulled out the silver needles one by one, then turned to Duan Muqing and said, "Go open the window, draw all the curtains to let the light in, turn off the lights, and throw all the flowers off the table."

Duan Muqing immediately opened the windows to ventilate the room and ordered the servants to remove all the bouquets. In an instant, the dimly lit room was brightly lit.

Sunlight streamed in, making the room bright.

Song Shuyue looked at Duan Muqing's hand, "Come here, let me bandage the wound on your hand first."

Duan Muqing was taken aback. Just as she said it wasn't necessary, Song Shuyue said, "If she sees the injury on your hand later, she will become even more agitated."

Upon hearing this, Duan Muqing dared not refuse. Looking at the beautiful and aloof girl in front of him bandaging his wounds, Duan Muli smiled and innocently reached out his hand.

"I want a bag too, a bag."

Duan Muqing only came to her senses when she heard her younger brother's voice. She felt hot all over and reached out to tap her brother on the head. "You, if you're not hurt, don't cause trouble. Sit down."

After bandaging him up, Song Shuyue walked to the bedside and said, "Close the door! Unplug these instruments."

Duan Muqing did as instructed without the slightest hesitation.

“I can bring her to consciousness for a moment, but it’s only temporary and doesn’t address the root cause. To completely cure her, further treatment is needed.”