White Hedge Dream

Chapter 29 Heard

"Sick?"

When Mrs. Dongyang Hou heard this, she pushed away the tea handed by Huang's mother.

Xue Liu lowered her head and said humbly: "I brewed the medicine before dawn. Madam, would you like..."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou's expression changed, and she interrupted Xue Liu: "Did she ask you to come and invite the doctor?"

Xue Liu hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, the young lady didn't tell anyone, she just made the Bupleurum soup herself, maybe she didn't dare..."

He looked a little disappointed when he said this.

"If you are sick, you should see a doctor. Don't delay. Sickness comes like a mountain, and it will be worse if it's too late. Our lady back then..."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou's face changed for a moment, and she gritted her teeth: "Why do you want people to see me, an evil mother-in-law, trying to tease my daughter-in-law?"

Xue Liu hurriedly said: "No one has said that about Madam. Madam is safe. No one knows Madam's character. However, there are gossips about her, saying that she is not in good health. I wonder if she has any weakness..."

After hearing this, Mrs. Dongyang Hou felt at ease and almost stood up.

Yes, this daughter-in-law was married by Zhou Jingyun himself. He didn't have a serious matchmaker, and he couldn't inquire about the family background. He didn't know any details.

This Zhuangli is very thin.

And both parents are dead.

Will there be any hidden diseases?

She couldn't sit still any longer.

"She even dares to enter my house. Why can't she dare to take medicine? Instead, she has to sneak around? Who are you showing off to?" Mrs. Dongyang Hou shouted and called Huang's mother, "Go to the Imperial Medical Office and ask for a doctor to treat the young master. Madam, take a look and tell her not to worry, our Dongyang Marquis Mansion is not the kind of place to tease your daughter-in-law."

Mother Huang glanced at Xue Liu, swallowed what she wanted to say, and answered yes.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou thought of something again and asked Hongxing to take out the post from the Marquis.

"Please ask Dr. Sun to come for a visit," she added.

That was an important medical order to treat the nobles in the palace. The madam and the Marquis easily refused to invite this person. He actually sacrificed his face for the young madam. Xue Liu was not jealous at all, but laughed proudly in his heart...

Madam suspects that there is something wrong with the young lady's health and wants to see the imperial doctor for a detailed check.

This is really embarrassing.

Since she wanted to ask for a doctor's order, Huang's mother had to go there in person and hurriedly and solemnly accepted the post.

But he came back half an hour later and did not invite Dr. Sun.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou looked a little ugly: "Why, our family can't invite him now?"

Mother Huang waved her hands, her face a little solemn.

"It seems something happened in the city, and Dr. Sun was asked to leave before dawn," she said.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou sat up immediately: "What happened?"

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…

"Young lady is sick?"

Aunt Mei asked in a low voice while looking inside.

Chunhong frowned: "Where did my aunt hear this?"

Aunt Mei whispered: "Everyone is saying..."

Chunyue opened the curtains and walked out of the room, interrupting her: "Young madam, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Aunt Mei pretended to breathe a sigh of relief: "This is a seat selection." Although she said this, her eyes flickered and she looked indoors.

It's all her fault for making the medicinal soup recklessly. Who would have thought that such gossip would spread so quickly. Chunyue wanted to go and inquire immediately, but Zhuang Li stopped her and asked Aunt Mei to come in.

Maybe he wanted her to see it with her own eyes, so as to quell the rumors. Chunyue held back her temper and said, "Come in when my aunt is here."

Aunt Mei hurriedly responded, followed Chun Yue in, and took a sniff first. There was no medicinal smell in the room, and it was light and fragranceless. Then she saw Zhuang Li sitting on a rocking chair, with his eyes slightly closed, looking a little lazy.

"Thank you for your concern, auntie. I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well." She said softly.

Aunt Mei breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the small stool: "It's fine that the young madam is fine. I was shocked when I heard that the madam is going to ask for an imperial doctor."

Chun Yue was startled: "Madam, you know?" She suddenly became a little nervous and looked around subconsciously, gritting her teeth and secretly hating, Xue Liu!

"Why didn't the imperial doctor come?" Zhuang Li asked.

What she said was just to tell Zhuang Li that someone had reported to Madam and she was angry. Why did Madam ask the imperial doctor? Aunt Mei was stunned for a moment. She really wanted to see an imperial doctor?

It is not a glorious thing to be someone's daughter-in-law and be sent to the imperial doctor by her mother-in-law.

"The Imperial Physician... The Imperial Physician seems to be busy." Aunt Mei could only reply, her eyes lit up when she said this, "Young Madam, something happened outside."

Zhuang Li opened his eyes and asked, "What happened outside?"

"Do you still remember that time when Li Julang bought a concubine, then lost it, and was finally unwilling to lose his heart?" Aunt Mei said with joy.

In order to avoid trouble, she often went to her mother, especially her mother who came back from shopping early this morning and told her a big news.

Aunt Mei touched her palm.

"That concubine turned into a water ghost and demanded her life!" Chun Yue, who was standing aside, was startled.

Water ghost? Claiming your life? Real or fake?

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…

The sun was shining brightly, and Dr. Sun stood in the hall, yawned, and then stretched out his hand to thump his waist.

It's really terrible. He hasn't gotten up so early in many years. He has already reached the position of medical order in the Imperial Medical Office, so there is no need to suffer such a crime.

He looked up and looked around. This hall was extremely luxurious.

However, Li Chengyuan was so kind to the emperor that if his grandson had an accident, he would be taken out of the Imperial Medical Office for consultation and prescription of medicine.

Dr. Sun was muttering in his mind, and turned around to see his apprentice tiptoeing to the large bed.

Li Juro was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, and if his chest wasn't still heaving, he would have died.

The apprentice did not look at Wenwenqie, but stretched out his hand to lift the quilt and look at Li Julang's naked legs and feet.

Sure enough, I saw a circle of bruises on my left ankle.

"It's really a ghost hand-" He couldn't help but lose his voice.

Doctor Sun gave him a slap in the face, "What nonsense are you talking about, you idiot!"

There were many people in the house before, including the imperial doctors, people from the Li family, men and women, and there was constant chaos.

The disciples forgot all the words that came and went during the discussion about the illness. Only some strange words were remembered clearly.

Li Julang died of coma due to drowning.

Li Julang actually has very good water properties.

And there were several servants who were also very good at water following him.

However, Li Julang drowned. Such a big man sank into the water, and four or five people couldn't pull him up, as if he had heavy stones tied to his body.

Finally he was pulled up, but the delay was too long and he was unconscious.

"...It's a water ghost, grabbing Li Julang..." The apprentice scratched his head and scratched his head when he heard it. At this time, he finally saw it with his own eyes. He grabbed Sun Yiling's sleeve and whispered in a low voice, "It's not nonsense, Master, you are stupid." Look…”

Dr. Sun shouted in a low voice: "It was entangled in water plants, reins, and other debris. What's so strange? There are many people drowning like this. Don't be embarrassed and say stupid things!" He kicked his apprentice, " Go out and make some medicine."

The apprentice walked out holding his buttocks, muttering, "You can't get in much of the medicine even though you've boiled it."

As soon as he walked to the door, he jumped back as if he had seen a ghost and hid behind Sun Yiling.

"General Li is here." The apprentice whispered.

As they spoke, several people walked through the door. The leader was extremely tall, blocking the daylight and making the room dark.

Doctor Sun looked at the man wearing a purple robe, leaned over and saluted: "General."

General Li Chengyuan is sixty years old this year. He has a red face, tall features, and a strong beard. Although there are wrinkles all over, he still has a majestic air.

He went straight to look at Li Julang in the inner room, leaned over and called out several times, but Li Julang didn't respond. He checked his breath and pulse again, and turned his head with an angry face.

"Sun Yi Ling, how is my grandson's condition?" he asked.

Dr. Sun ordered: "I don't have to worry about my life..."

Li Chengyuan interrupted him: "I asked him when he would wake up?"

Dr. Sun's face paused slightly.

"I haven't taken today's medicine yet," he said, "I'll see after you take it..."

Li Chengyuan interrupted again: "Don't tell me these prevarications today and tomorrow, just tell me directly, will my grandson wake up?"

Hearing what he said, Sun Yiling sighed and said: "General, maybe soon, maybe ten or eight years, he suffocated for too long and hurt his brain, and it is unknown whether his mind will return to normal after waking up..."

Li Chengyuan's chest rose and fell for a moment: "Then this grandson of mine is alive and dead." After saying this, he suddenly patted the cases next to him.

The red sandalwood tree suddenly cracked and fell to the ground.

The apprentice hiding behind Sun Yi Ling shivered in fright.

Li Chengyuan was the murderer who dared to kill Empress Chiang with a single blow in front of the late emperor.

You won't kill them too, right?

Li Chengyuan didn't say anything more, settled a few cases, and strode out.

"Bring all the people on that boat who harmed my grandson! I don't care if they are Wang or Shangguan, they will pay for my grandson's life!"

Dr. Sun stood indoors and watched, and his apprentice poked his head out from behind him and said with fear: "Master, the capital is about to become a river of blood."

Dr. Sun sneered: "They are all playboys from famous families, and they are not cheap slaves and concubines who were bought to play with at will. How can they be beaten and killed at will?"

What I mean by "Jiao Niang's style" is that the pace is slow, so everyone must write articles in a timely manner according to their preferences.

(End of chapter)