Lady Zhao

Chapter 18

It was night, gradually deepening, the crescent moon was hidden in the clouds and it was dark.Qingfengjuli coughed from time to time, seemingly patiently, but each sound became hoarse.Zhao Wenwan, who got the news, rushed there immediately. Before leaving, Baochan, who went to inquire about the whereabouts of the luthier, reported that he was not bumped into by anyone, and that he escaped cleverly before the person came, so he was at ease, but at this moment, he took another breath in his heart. Looking at Zhao Yuanli's weak appearance, he felt so guilty that he even tormented the doctor who was seeing the doctor.

About the big brother's illness, I asked him inside and out, but this doctor is just an ordinary doctor, he can treat a headache and brain fever, but he can't take it anymore. Back then, the old lady invited the imperial doctor to see him. Zhao Yuanli At that time, I was still immersed in grief and refused to let it go, and then it was nothing.

The old lady was not in good health, so she left it to Mrs. Ye to take care of her. The eldest brother's illness was okay if he didn't say it was cured, but it was not good if he said it was good. In exchange, Mrs. Ye seemed to be serious, but he only found quack doctors, so the eldest brother was still unwilling to talk about it, making the old lady and father think that he was just sick.

Zhao Wenwan realized early in the morning that Zhao Yuanli's illness was delayed for more than ten years, and he only had a thought in his heart, thinking that if he had the opportunity, he must ask if there is any good doctor in this dynasty, maybe the elder brother can give it a try recover.

"My eldest son is deficient in Qi and blood, his body is cold, and his liver and stomach are full of fire... It is the root of the disease. No matter how he takes care of it, he can't make up for it. The prescription prescribed by the old man treats the symptoms but not the root cause. According to the rules, you can't take much. Time is useless again." Doctor Yuan wrote the prescription on a piece of paper with a pen, handed it to Xueyan, and couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Wenwan darkened her eyes when she heard the words, the body will become immune after taking the medicine for a long time, and such gentle therapy is just a delay.If he hadn't begged himself, the elder brother wouldn't have supported himself... Zhao Wenwan blamed himself more and more as he thought about it, and stood on the side of the bed without saying a word, his eyes slowly turning red.

A cold hand held hers, Zhao Wenwan raised his eyes, met Zhao Yuanli's gentle gaze, couldn't help the tip of his nose sour, and cried "big brother".

"I don't blame you, it's me who didn't live up to it." Zhao Yuanli smiled and comforted him, "Ahem... Although I'm sick, I'm really happy. It's been a long time... I haven't been so happy after a cough."

"Big brother..."

"Don't be afraid, Wen Wan, I'll be fine. I'm just tired today, so I'll be fine if I rest." Zhao Yuanli said, closing his eyes slowly as if unable to hold on, just holding her hand , still conveying the power of peace of mind in an endless stream.

Zhao Wenwan sniffled, put his hands back under the quilt, pulled it carefully, and closed all the ventilation windows, leaving only enough gaps.Fearing that his fever would not cool down, Xueyan asked Xueyan to take a basin of ice cubes, soaked two veils, and alternately cooled Zhao Yuanli's forehead without pretending to be other people's hands.

In the early morning of the next day, accompanied by the creaking sound of the door, Zhao Wenwan, who was lying on the edge of the bed, straightened up reflexively, and looked at the door with sleepy eyes.

Xueyan took the toilet and put it down lightly, afraid of waking up the person on the bed, she said in a low voice, "Young Master, the fever is gone, Miss, why don't you wash your face and go back to rest?"

Zhao Wenwan stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Yuanli's forehead, and sure enough, the heat subsided, probably because the room was lit with Ningshen incense. Zhao Yuanli slept quite peacefully, and the terrifying paleness on his face also recovered a little.

"Brother, the yard is deserted. You will stay here to help take care of it for the next few days. I'll talk to grandma later and send some people." Zhao Wenwan covered her lips and yawned, and ordered.

"It's Miss." Xue Yan responded quickly.

It was bright outside, and the ensuing noise made Zhao Wenwan in the room frown. Hearing Zhao Zhong's blocking voice at the door, his expression darkened, and he left the room.

"The noise this early in the morning, is it because you don't want the elder brother to have a good rest?" Zhao Wenwan closed the door as soon as he came out, blocking the probing eyes of the people standing outside.

"Sister, what do you mean? Eldest brother is ill, so of course we came to visit with good intentions!" Zhao Wenxuan stood at the front, facing Zhao Wenwan, who stared back uncomfortably, shrunk back uncomfortably. The voice also subsided unconsciously.

Zhao Wenwan looked at Zhao Wenxue and Zhao Yuanrui who were following behind her, even the children of the two aunts' families were among them. Zhao Wenwan didn't know how many of the sparse group of people came to really visit, but she knew best that Zhao Wenxuan came to inquire. Purpose.

"I accept the kindness on behalf of elder brother. It's just that elder brother is unwell at the moment and is not suitable for seeing guests. Please go back." Zhao Wenwan said bluntly, not in the mood to talk to them.

"We are also worried about big brother, we are here, and my sister let us take a look, it's not a big deal, but she is so obstructed, why?" Zhao Wenxuan stood in the crowd and asked provocatively.

"We're here to see big cousin, don't get in the way." Lin Qingyue uttered dissatisfied immediately, the little girl behind him tugged at his sleeve, was grabbed by him, looked at Zhao Wenwan and said unkindly, "Who doesn't know that you are not getting along with your big cousin, you are not taking care of him, you are harming him!"

Zhao Wenwan smiled angrily when she heard the words, and her eyes fell heavily on Lin Qingyue. Who told this child that she and her elder brother didn't get along? "What if I don't let it go?"

"I'm going to go in and have a look." Lin Qingyue rushed forward without hesitation, and Zhao Wenxuan and others followed suit and took a few steps forward.

Zhao Wenwan stood aside and said angrily, "Ah Yue, you can't let yourself mess around in this mansion." While speaking, his eyes swept across the crowd, with no deep meaning.

"I...I'll tell my grandmother!" After all, Lin Qingyue was still a child, and was shocked by Zhao Wenwan's contemptuous attitude, and immediately exploded.

Zhao Wenwan smiled coolly, and said indifferently, "Please stop."

"It's too unreasonable for my sister to act like this." Zhao Wenxuan saw the timing, and added fire to the side, which caused everyone to have a bad impression of Zhao Wenwan.

Zhao Wenwan ran away angrily, and turned to look at Zhao Wenxuan, who was clearly gloating in his eyes, but didn't take it seriously. Instead, he turned to He Jingyuan and the others, and said again, "I'm still the same sentence, I'm sorry, everyone, but brother's health is not good. I'm sick, it's not appropriate to see guests."

Zhao Wenxuan seemed to want to rush in, but Zhao Wenwan made another extremely fast block, pushing the person away with every inch of strength in his hand.Zhao Wenxuan's eyes changed slightly with strangeness, her feet softened on purpose, she staggered and fell to the ground, Lihua immediately groaned like rain, He Jingyuan quickly helped her up, Zhao Wenwan looked at her with a sneer in her heart.

Xixisuosuo's comments made her even more upset, afraid of waking up the people inside, and finally turned cold, and unceremoniously told Zhao Zhong next to her, "I will be the master today. , don’t let anyone in.”

As soon as these words came out, and seeing the generous Zhao Zhong blocking the door, no one stepped forward to annoy them, they all shook their heads and dispersed, but the impression of Zhao Wenwan's domineering was deeply left in the hearts of everyone.

He Jingyuan was the last one, dressed in a light blue silk shirt that had been rained on, his hazel face was covered with cold frost, obviously quite dissatisfied with Zhao Wenwan's actions. "Miss Zhao's family is messing around and acting arrogant and domineering. Jingyuan has seen it today."

Zhao Wenwan squinted her eyes, lingered on him for a while, and then moved away impatiently. She really didn't like this person, and she didn't want to say more.

The latter thought he had stabbed a sentence, but it was as if he had hit the fluffy cotton, and he was very ineffective, and finally left with a tiger's face.

The yard was quiet again, Zhao Wenwan rubbed his swollen forehead, watched Xueyan come out, said that the young master woke up, and Fu entered the house again.

"Brother, did they bother you?"

"It's okay, it's time to wake up, I feel much better, but you, take care of me overnight, let's go back to rest." Zhao Yuanli's voice was still a little weak, and now he was looking at the tiredness on Zhao Wenwan's face, and his voice was trembling. dry road.

"I'm fine. Since the eldest brother is awake, Xueyan, let Bailing make something refreshing and moistening the lungs, and I will use it with the eldest brother." Zhao Wenwan hurriedly ordered, listening to Zhao Yuanli's forced cough, frowned, and followed Xueyan walked out.

The small kitchen of Qingfengju is located not far from the backyard. It is a small room. Because Zhao Wenwan has been running so hard recently, even the people from the food warehouse will bring food here when they deliver it. Now it is no longer empty. The pear and tremella are well prepared.

Zhao Wenwan recalled how to make tremella pear paste, and was about to step into the small kitchen when a smell of medicine wafted into his nostrils. Something was spilled in the pot.

"……clove?"

The thin body standing by the stove suddenly shuddered and panicked for a while, as if frightened, he hurriedly stuffed something into the burning fire under the stove, turned around and saluted Zhao Wenwan. "Miss."

Zhao Wenwan frowned, calmly asked, "Why are you so panicked?"

"Back to miss, the servant was distracted for a while, and the miss suddenly made a sound..." Ding Xiang said stutteringly.

Zhao Wenwan looked at her pale face and guilt-ridden expression, she didn't believe it, but she also knew that she couldn't ask anything, so she simply skipped the people, went to the stove, and started to make tremella pear ointment.

"Miss, let me do it." Seeing that Zhao Wenwan didn't continue to ask, Ding Xiang felt that she had escaped, and said enthusiastically.

Zhao Wenwan glanced at her meaningfully, and said pointedly, "Brother eats fine food, let me rest assured."

Ding Xiang was ignorant, nodded, and continued to take care of the medicine stove.Put the soaked white fungus and pear slices into the pot together, add appropriate amount of water and cook together, when the white fungus is soft and rotten and the soup is thick, add a few pieces of rock sugar, melt and serve.

When Zhao Wenwan was done, he brought the decoction together, and said to Ding Xiang who wanted to help, "I'll bring it together, you go to Xiangzhuyuan to urge Bailing, your hands and feet are too slow."

"...Yes, miss." Ding Xiang reluctantly agreed, and looked at the medicine bowl on the tray a few more times before leaving.

When Clove's figure walked away, Zhao Wenwan handed the tremella pear ointment to Zhao Zhong, and he found a container to fill the black concoction and went to Doctor Yuan.

In the independent small courtyard of the North Wing of the Dingguo Mansion, there are many medicinal materials that Zhao Wenwan can't recognize in the shelves and frames. Doctor Yuan's young apprentice took advantage of the fine weather and took some medical books together. Sun, saw Zhao Wenwan hurried inside to inform the master.

Dr. Yuan was terrified by Zhao Wenwan's tossing around before, but now seeing someone approaching the door, he felt inexplicably flustered in his heart. The latter didn't talk nonsense, and took a container containing medicinal juice and put it on the table, motioning him to look at it.

"Is this the prescription that the old man prescribed to the young master?" Doctor Yuan recognized the familiar smell of the medicine, but then his face changed, "No... there is an extra medicine in it, Qi Hong and Bingjian clashed , This... If this is measured more, it will kill the young master! This old man will never make such a mistake!"

Zhao Wenwan squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and the conjecture was confirmed in his heart, and the emotion in his eyes suddenly turned deep.

(End of this chapter)