My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

There is still another son.

Qin Liuxi’s lips curved into a smile, but there was a different meaning to it, as if she was mocking someone’s foolishness, or perhaps their naïve ignorance.

Seeing this, Song Ye’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling quite uneasy.

However, Song Liu, fearful that Qin Liuxi would not believe her, continued, "I still have another son who is currently studying at the State School in Ningzhou City. He is also sixteen this year."

Qin Liuxi bent her finger and tapped on the table, remaining silent for a while before speaking, "I have a piece of honest advice, not something pleasant to hear. If I speak it, my Lady may not be able to tolerate it."

Song Liu’s heart jumped, and she frowned at Qin Liuxi, "What do you mean?"

She had an intuition that Qin Liuxi’s words were not what she wanted to hear, and her intuition also told her to leave immediately, otherwise, if she stayed too long, she would fall into a deep abyss.

But Qin Liuxi just smiled and shook her head, "Nothing, perhaps I have misjudged. Let me first write you a prescription, then perform acupuncture to relax the blood vessels and boost the yang energy, coupled with medicinal soup, and you will slowly recover."

This was obviously a diversion from the topic.

Song Liu was a person who would not give up until she hit a dead end; seeing this, she said, "Doctor, you have something to say, just say it. My health is like this, what can’t I hear? Is it that my illness is actually incurable, and you’re just deceiving me?"

"It’s just a collapse, although your body is weak, it is not to the point where medicine and stones are ineffective. As long as you follow the prescription and cooperate with the doctor’s treatment, you will quickly be able to recover," Qin Liuxi added another sentence, "Of course, if one insists on mistreating oneself, then even an Immortal would find it difficult to save."

Even a God cannot save a person who is bent on seeking death, let alone a mortal.