Chapter 17
Qi Rongyue shook his head: "It's not as simple as you think. When the son was knocked off by a crazy horse and fell heavily to the ground, his head hit a stone. If he just broke a hole, it would be luck! But he had a high fever for several days. No retreat, I think the situation is not that simple, we have to wait until he wakes up to see what happened!"

Mr. Zheng was very flustered. This is the only heir of his cousin. If there is any good or bad, the Yongping Hou Mansion's back road will be cut off, and the support of their entire Zheng family will also collapse. This is his last do not want to see.

Therefore, Zhongwen can't have anything to do, absolutely not.

With a sincere expression, Mr. Zheng cupped his hands towards Qi Rongyue and said, "Miss Qi, please cure Zhong Wen, whatever you want, I can give it to you!"

Qi Rongyue shook her head slowly: "Let's talk about the reward after the son is cured, it's too early to say anything now."

Seeing Master Zheng's flustered expression, Qi Rongyue couldn't help sighing: "Don't worry, Master Zheng, I will definitely do my best."

Mrs. Zheng stretched out her hand to grab Qi Rongyue's hand, and hurriedly asked, "How sure are you?"

Qi Rongyue glanced at Zheng Zhongwen who was still unconscious on the bed, talking about it, she and Zheng Zhongwen met each other when they were young, when there was a banquet in the palace, Zheng Houye brought Zheng Zhongwen, who was only six years old, into the palace for the banquet, Zheng Zhongwen was very happy Mischievous, she sneaked into the Ziwei Palace where the queen mother entertained the wives while the adults were drinking and chatting. She was only five years old at the time. But he could only pretend to be proud and watch with cold eyes forever, but in his heart he really hoped to be like them.

Zheng Zhongwen seemed to see her thoughts, and sneaked up behind her, put a flower in a vase on her head, and said with a smile that she was good-looking, like a girl in a New Year painting, and he insisted on pulling Watching her leave the Ziwei Palace and run wildly in the imperial garden for a while, that was the happiest memory in her childhood.

"Seven points, I'm seven points sure!" She replied lightly, as if she was talking about an unimportant matter.

Lord Zheng nodded, seven points is better than those doctors invited from the city who only know how to shake their heads blindly.

"Come here, take Miss Qi to the guest room to rest and take good care of me!" Mr. Zheng shouted to the girl waiting outside.

Immediately, two girls in uniform green clothes came in and led Qi Rongyue and Xue'er out.

After the people left, Mr. Zheng walked to Zheng Zhongwen's bed, stretched out his hand to touch Zheng Zhongwen's forehead, and said pleasantly: "Ma'am, Zhongwen's high fever seems to have subsided a little."

Mrs. Zheng also stepped forward to check it out. As her husband said, the high fever subsided a little, and it was not as hot as before: "Miss Qi's medical skills are really good."

After Sangui heard the words, he said: "The day my son fell, Miss Qi said that if others can't cure it, she can!"

Mr. Zheng sighed: "Yes, it's all because of my short-sightedness. I don't believe what you say. If I had invited her over earlier, Zhongwen would have suffered less."

For the past three days, their husband and wife took care of Zhong Wen in a desperate manner, even more anxious than their own son's illness.

"Sangui, the messenger has already arrived in the capital, right?" Mr. Zheng frowned slightly, and he didn't know how frightened Lord Hou and his wife would be when they got the news.

This is the only seedling of the Yongping Hou Mansion!
Sangui turned his head to look at the snow-white world outside, and said: "I'm afraid I haven't got any news about this heavy snow. If Hou Ye and Madam get the letter, they will definitely bring the imperial doctor to Pengcheng immediately."

(End of this chapter)

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