I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 339: One shot and two break up

White mist rises from the bronze incense burner with a crane head, and the plush jacquard felt blanket under your feet is loose and soft. Luo Qianhuai followed the female envoy around a screen embroidered with deer and cranes in spring, passed through the empty main hall, and walked to the inner room separated by a bead curtain.

"The husband is inside. Madam Jing, please enter by yourself." The envoy stopped.

Luo Qianhuai hesitated for a moment: "Does Mr. Lang have some physical inconvenience?"

Otherwise, why would you choose to meet in your own courtyard, or even in your inner room?

Even for a blind date in a previous life, there was no reason to set the location in the boy's bedroom. The Cui family is a family of officials with many generations. Although they are military generals rather than civil servants, they should not understand this truth.

When the female envoy heard this, she looked up at her in surprise, as if she didn't expect that she would ask such a question.

Just this glance made Luo Qianhuai understand that being a concubine was not the worst part of this marriage. Cui Jiulang was ill, which was something Aweng and his stepmother had kept hidden from her.

If she was really an ordinary little lady, she would probably be despairing at this moment and would either accept her fate or resist.

But as a doctor, Luo Qianhuai will never refuse to see patients at any time.

She opened the bead curtain and entered the inner room, where she saw the young man half lying on the couch.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, his skin was an extremely unhealthy bluish-white color, and his half-opened and half-closed eyes were full of thick black, with no trace of light visible at all.

Luo Qianhuai's eyes fell on his lower body, which was covered tightly with a brocade quilt, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It is impossible for such a good young man to lie on the bed in this early spring, showing such a haggard appearance.

Luo Qianhuai had forgotten the purpose of his visit today, and only regarded the other party as an ordinary patient. He walked quickly to the bed and used his right hand to grab Cui Jiulang's wrist vein.

Cui Ge had been looking at her silently since she entered the room.

The first reaction was surprise. Unexpectedly, Jingyuan, a eunuch, could give birth to such a daughter in his early years. She was really beautiful and beautiful, and her country was fragrant.

His appearance is just that, his demeanor and manners are elegant, and he doesn't look like someone who was raised in the countryside.

The wealth of the Cui Mansion, which Mrs. Jing must have seen for the first time, is the beaded curtain in front of the door. They are all made of round southern beads of the same size. If you take out any one, you can replace it with several. A thousand pieces of five pieces of gold, not to mention the various exquisite ornaments in this inner room, the carved ivory three-layer craftsmanship ball alone is already worth thousands of gold.

But Mrs. Jing, who had just been picked up from the countryside, was not moved at all. She just ran up to him with straight steps, and, well, she even tried to touch him.

So her true identity is probably not as simple as it appears on the surface. Although my mother loves her son very much, she is really too soft-hearted. She dares to comply with any request and dares to send anyone to his side. Cui Ge subconsciously twisted his body to avoid Luo Qianhuai's hand. Luo Qianhuai was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, and retracted his hands into his sleeves angrily, not knowing what to say.

Cui Shi looked away and said in a calm but straightforward tone: "I already know Madam Jing's family affairs, so I forgive Cui for not interfering. I agree to see each other today just to make my mother happy. I bothered Madam Jing all the time for nothing." But I can only say sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the female envoy waiting outside the curtain had already entered the room: "Ms. Jing, please come back."

This Mr. Cui Xiaolang had a clean and neat temperament, and Luo Qianhuai had a good impression of him. She didn't mention the meeting, and her eyes always fell on the brocade quilt: "My daughter is actually a doctor, but Cui Langjun has a disease in his leg. Can you let me check it out, and maybe we can find a way to cure it. "

Just as Cui Ge frowned, the female envoy grabbed Luo Qianhuai. She had practiced martial arts and had great strength in her hands. He pulled her so hard that she couldn't break free for a while.

"Cui Langjun!" Luo Qianhuai was dragged five or six steps away by her, thinking that this young gentleman had understood what was going on. It would be a pity if he was ill and could not be cured, so he still wanted to try again: "Let me, little girl. Let me help you take a look first. If it can’t be cured, that’s it. What if it can be cured? Don’t you believe in my little girl’s medical skills? In fact, Dr. Shao from Shouhe Hall can testify.”

Cui Ge didn't give the slightest reaction, but the two guards who had been guarding outside the house also came in and pushed Luo Qianhuai out expressionlessly.

"What Mr. Lang dislikes the most is hearing people mention his leg injury." The female envoy glared at Luo Qianhuai hatefully, waved her hand and went into the house, slamming the door in front of her.

Luo Qianhuai didn't feel dissatisfied, and turned around to ask the two guards nicely: "May I ask how Cui Xiaolangjun's leg was injured?"

The two guards looked at each other, and one of them said: "Lang Jun fell from a horse three years ago and broke his legs. The family head sought out famous doctors to set the bones and heal his injuries, but afterwards he still lost feeling in his legs. This matter has long been spread throughout Xijing City. .”

"No consciousness?" Luo Qianhuai murmured to himself: "It may be that the lumbar nerves were injured, or it may be that the spinal nerves were severed."

While she was deep in thought, she heard another guard sneer and say: "If you want to get close to the young man by using the excuse of healing his wounds, Mrs. Jing is the first one. She is really ingenious - leave quickly before the young man is angry." Bar!"

Luo Qianhuai's good intentions were treated like a donkey's liver and lungs. Although he was a little annoyed in his heart, it was not too much. She was still thinking about Cui Jiu's injury. If the lumbar nerves were compressed and the sensation in the lower limbs was only slightly stronger, if the lower body paralysis was caused by the severed spinal nerves, there was no way it could be cured in the previous life. Saying it makes people happy.

What's more, this kind of treatment is definitely long-term, and both doctors and patients must have a high degree of trust. In this case, there is no need to mention it at all.

The old woman was waiting eagerly at the entrance of the courtyard. She originally thought that Luo Qianhuai would be valued by her husband because of his good looks, but she didn't know that she would be kicked out so quickly. She also heard what the female envoy and the guards said, so she would not misunderstand Cui Ge's attitude, and she was no longer as warm to Luo Qianhuai as before.

Among the nine husbands of the Cui family, only Cui Dalang and Jiulang were born from Cui Xiaoben's main wife, so Mrs. Cui's love for her youngest son was particularly strong. She originally thought that if Mrs. Jing could make Jiulang happy even a little bit, she would accept her mother's request.

Cui Xiaoben always obeyed her words. In her opinion, the trivial matter committed by an official with 400 kilograms of gold was nothing. To her husband, it was just a piece of cake.

But since Mrs. Jing can't catch Jiulang's eyes, there's no need to mention anything. What's more, this little lady is still ignorant and actually mentioned her youngest son's injuries in person.

Mrs. Cui couldn't help but feel a little angry, and Luo Qianhuai's treatment plummeted.