In the front carriage, Ye Ling'er and Fan Ruoruo were talking. "Sorry to bother you about it," said Ye Ling'er, her face suddenly skeptical, "but is he really a student of Master Fei? He looks rather young."
Fan Ruoruo laughed. "I know, one expects a doctor to be older. But he's only having a look today, and after all, even the imperial physicians respect Master Fei's medical skill. Our family has a relationship with Master Fei. It won't do any harm to let him take a look."
Ye Ling'er thought so too. None of the doctors had found a way to treat Miss Lin's tuberculosis. The palace had contacted Fei Jie, but they found that he had gone to the border, and it seemed he would not be returning for a long time. They were still quite lucky to have found one of Fei Jie's students. She thought for a while, until eventually she couldn't bear it any longer. "Ruoruo," she asked, "I heard that yesterday your brother was accused of a crime?"
