Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

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  Chapter 47 Die without having anything... bah bah bah
  In the past half decade, the night market has become more and more lively.

In just these few days, tax revenue has increased by several points year-on-year.

Just as Yin Ma was waiting for an opportunity, something suddenly happened in Mingyuan.

Yuan Ying fell ill.

After getting the news, Yin Ga hurriedly left the night market and rushed home.

"Young Master, I don't know what's going on. After dinner in the evening, Madam said she was tired and wanted to rest. She didn't even take a few bites of food. When I came to see you again, Madam was so weak. Already..."

Putao, Yuanying's personal maid, was standing beside the bed, crying so hard.

Yin Ma stretched out his hand and gently probed Yuan Ying's neck, and found that the temperature was very high. He thought he had a fever, but the specific symptoms were not clear.

"Have you asked the doctor?" Yin Gao asked.

Putao nodded quickly and replied: "General Manager Qi has already gone to invite you and is on his way back."

"Others, please go down first and bring me a basin of well water. You stay and tell me what my wife did today."

Yin Gao waved his hand and signaled the other servants in the room to leave, leaving only the grapes.

With tears in his eyes, Putao reported everything Yuanying had done today to Yin Gao in detail.

After hearing this, Yin Ga felt relieved.

At this time, Yuanying had a high fever, but her face was still rosy and there was no sign of poisoning. During this period, her workload was more than usual. She even woke up every day and was busy with personnel management and accounting books in Mingyuan. of.

There is basically not much time to rest.

Yin Gao naturally knew the reason why she worked so hard. Looking at her sleeping at this moment, her phoenix eyes were lightly closed, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a few drops of imperceptible sweat appeared on her jade-like mutton-fat skin. I think it was a serious illness and I couldn't sleep well.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't be nervous. Madam is probably tired. Just wait until the doctor comes to see you." Yin Gao said to comfort Tao Tao who was still crying at the side.

In the original plot, Yuanying did fall ill once after marrying Yin Zheng. Yin Zheng was not sure whether this time would be the same as the original plot, so when he heard the news, he did not rule out the possibility of being poisoned.

But depending on the situation at this time, it shouldn't be poisoning.

"This slave did not take good care of my wife, please punish me, young master." Putao's cry gradually became smaller, but the guilt in his heart remained undiminished.

Yin Lao shook his head secretly and didn't say anything more to her.

Not long after, another servant came over with a basin of cool well water.

Yin Ga rolled up his sleeves and was about to wet the towel.

"Young Master, let me come." Putao saw it and wanted to take action.

"No, I'll do it." Yin Lao shook his head, quickly wetted the towel, wrung it out, and gently wiped away the sweat on Yuanying's face and palms.

At the same time, it can also achieve a physical cooling effect.

Soon, General Manager Qi came with the doctor.

"Young Master, the doctor has invited us." Manager Qi saluted.

Behind him, there was an old man carrying a medicine box.

Yin Ga nodded towards them: "Thank you."

Butler Qi did not dare to neglect and immediately bowed again.

He had just been transferred from the Internal Affairs Department not long ago, and he didn't know much about Yin Gao and Yuanying's temperaments and hobbies. He heard that the Eighth Young Master had only one maid to serve him before, so even if he wanted to inquire, he couldn't do anything.

The most important thing is that he was transferred from the Internal Affairs Department to Mingyuan because he offended his immediate superior.

I thought it was a hard job at first, but now I see that the Eighth Young Master is very kind, and the uneasiness in my heart these days has gradually let go.

"Your Highness, the Eighth Young Master, I need to check Madam's pulse."

The doctor looked normal, and after saying something, Yin Gao invited him to the bedside.

There is no such weird thing as hanging silk pulse diagnosis. After the doctor took the pulse, he nodded slightly and said to Yin Gao: "Mrs. Eighth is overworked and lacks energy and blood. Just have a peaceful sleep. I can give you a prescription." , it is mainly used to calm the nerves. On weekdays, the eighth young master also urges the young lady to eat more nutritious meals."

Yin Lao nodded and said, "I understand." After a while, the doctor prescribed the prescription. Yin Lao handed the prescription to Butler Qi and asked him to grab the medicine. He also took out a silver ingot and handed it to the doctor.

"Eight, eight young masters, this..." The doctor looked at Yin Gao in surprise. The silver ingots in his hand were heavy, with as many as twenty taels.

With his reputation and medical skills, although he was well-known in the capital of Xinchuan, the highest medical fee did not exceed ten taels!

Yin Ga smiled and said, "I'm really sorry to trouble you so late at night. I'll treat this money as my heartfelt wish."

As he said that, he glanced back at Yuanying lying on the bed without leaving any trace, his eyes full of worry.

Unfortunately, this look was caught by Putao.

She was very touched. In this world... there was such a good man as the young master? !

Woohoo...

Young Madam, you will die without anything... Bah, bah, bah!

"So... thank you so much, Eighth Young Master." The doctor sighed, and then put twenty taels of silver ingots into his pocket.

"You're welcome."

Yin Gao smiled faintly, and then said to Qi's butler, "Old Qi, help me deliver it."

"Yes! Young Master!"

When Butler Qi heard Yin Zhang's name, he was stunned for a moment, and then his heart surged with passion.

Originally, he just sent the doctor to the gate, but he suddenly shouted out his emotions of sending the enemy troops to the west.

"You should go back and rest, I will watch you tonight."

After Butler Qi and the doctor left, Yin Lao looked at Putao, whose eyes were red from crying, and said.

Putao shook his head repeatedly: "No, young master, I want to take care of my wife here."

Yin Lao sighed and said, "Okay, I'll wait there. I'll call you if I need you."

Putao was about to say something, but when he saw Yin Ga holding the basin of well water and carefully and gently wiping Yuanying's face and hands, he didn't want to say anything anymore.

Then he silently retreated to the door and looked at the moon in the sky.

very nice.

She thought so.

……

The next morning, it's 6 o'clock.

"Ah, madam, are you awake?!" Putao exclaimed, his face full of joy.

Hearing the sound, another maid, Pomegranate, also ran over.

Yuan Ying looked weak, looked at it a few times, and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's almost eight hours!" Putao replied.

Yuan Ying was startled and said in shock: "So long? I haven't finished reading the account books yet..."

As he said that, he wanted to get up.

"No! Madam, you have to stay in bed, otherwise the young master will definitely punish us when he comes back." Putao hurriedly helped Yuanying lie down again.

"Little Lord?"

Yuan Ying's eyes flashed, "He...has he been here?"

Putao nodded heavily: "Yes! You were sick yesterday, and the young master rushed back. Not to mention how anxious he was, he even paid the doctor several times more for your consultation! He stayed here with you all night long, and just now When I left the house, I said I was going to cook the medicine for you."

When Yuan Ying heard this, his heart suddenly shook.
  seem……

Something is broken.

(End of this chapter)