White Hedge Dream

Chapter 86 Feelings

Mrs. Xue's room was filled with the aroma of medicine, and the maids and maids came in and out, but there was no previous panic and noise.

"I'm fine, please go back quickly." Mrs. Xue sat on the bed and looked at Mrs. Dongyang Hou in front of her, "You are also a member of a big family."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou took the medicine bowl from the servant woman's hand and tried to warm it first: "Master Hou is at home, supervising Brother Cheng and the others. Mother Huang takes Aunt Yang to take care of the house. The whole family is missing me. It won’t cause chaos even if it doesn’t starve to death.”

She handed the spoon to Mrs. Xue.

"But I only have one sister."

Mrs. Xue smiled and drank the medicine without saying anything.

Zhuang Li walked in from outside, holding a bowl of sweet soup: "Auntie, go and remove the bitterness."

Seeing her, Mrs. Xue smiled even more, and said with a bit of gratitude: "Ali, thank you for saving my life."

Zhuang Li said with a smile: "It's the work of Dr. Wu and Dr. Zhang, I just helped."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou looked at her with a complicated expression and swallowed back what she wanted to say. She stood up and said, "Sit down."

There was no elder who would give up his seat to a younger one, so Zhuang Li hurriedly wanted to refuse.

Mrs. Xue smiled and patted her side: "Come, sit here with aunt."

Zhuang Li sat down as instructed and fed Mrs. Xue a few mouthfuls of sweet soup.

"Although you say how dangerous it is, I don't know at all." Mrs. Xue said, "I don't know how happy I am in my dream! I can do whatever I want to do!"

When I said this, I felt ashamed and inexplicably excited when I thought of slashing my mother-in-law with a knife.

His face was red and his eyes were shining.

"I still dreamed about my mother. She was always with me, looking at me and telling me not to be afraid."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look around, with a bit of sadness.

When I woke up I couldn't see my mother.

"It's been so many years since my mother passed away, and this is the first time I've dreamed about her."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou grabbed her hand: "Life is born to suffer, sister, don't be greedy for everything in your dreams and leave me alone." She cried as she spoke.

Mrs. Xue smiled and patted her hand: "Don't worry, I'm awake now."

Zhuang Li said from the side: "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies and butterflies and Zhuang Sheng. To Zhuang Zhou, the butterfly dream was an illusion. To the butterfly, Zhuang Zhou was the illusion. Therefore, my aunt who suffered hardship before was just a dream. Now that I have woken up, you are a dream. The one who makes things go his way.”

Mrs. Xue was stunned for a moment, then smiled, looking at Zhuang Li and nodding solemnly: "You are right, it was a big dream, and when I wake up, everything will go well for me."

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Dr. Wu walked into the Taiyuan Hospital feeling a little tired. Two doctors stood in the corridor drinking tea and greeted him when they saw him.

"Come and have a cup of ginseng tea."

Doctor Wu came over, took the tea brought by the disciple next to him, took a sip, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you just come back from the Xue family?" an imperial doctor asked, "Who is Mrs. Xue..."

Previously, Imperial Physician Wu sent Mrs. Xue's medical records to let everyone see if there was any solution, but the acupuncture methods and medicines proposed by several imperial physicians were similar, and there was no improvement.

The disease was so severe that it took another night, and the qi and blood were blocked, and there was no way to use acupuncture or medicine, unless Mrs. Xue could wake up on her own and give the medicine a chance to ventilate the qi and blood.

But how can people wake up if medicine is ineffective?

No solution, no solution.

Now that three days have come, the person is finally dead.

"So a person's health is good or bad." Another imperial doctor sighed with emotion, "Mrs. Xue has almost never consulted a doctor for medicine. Suddenly her illness turned out to be incurable. Mrs. Xue had to ask an imperial doctor once every three to five days. There are constant minor illnesses, but the serious ones are gone. Now I have to send my daughter-in-law first.”

Dr. Wu, who was drinking tea here, came to his senses when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "No, no, Mrs. Xue woke up, the injections and medicines were used successfully, and her life is safe."

The two imperial doctors were very surprised: "He didn't wake up?!"

Because he was too surprised, his voice was a bit loud. Dr. Sun walked in from outside and frowned when he heard it. As a doctor, what kind of words did he say? Are you not surprised when the patient dies?

He coughed heavily and said, "What are you talking about?" The three imperial doctors looked around hurriedly and were startled when they saw Sun Medical Ling and the person following Sun Medical Ling, Zhang Ze.

"Tell me about Mrs. Xue's condition." An imperial doctor stumbled slightly and looked at Zhang Ze again.

Zhang Ze didn't look at them, he was talking to the entourage beside him, his face was gloomy.

Another imperial doctor couldn't help but explain why he was shocked: "Mrs. Xue is awake."

Sure enough, Dr. Sun was also a little surprised: "Are you awake?" He couldn't help but look at Dr. Wu and asked, "What medicine did you mix?"

Doctor Wu shook his head: "Neither Dr. Zhang nor I adjusted the prescription."

Dr. Sun was puzzled: "Then how can you wake up?"

He had also seen Mrs. Xue's medical records. She was so sick that she couldn't be helped up at all.

Unless there is a miracle cure that has never been found before.

It is true that the doctors in the imperial hospital each have their own secret skills inherited from their families, but Mrs. Xue wouldn't hide her clumsiness first and then make a surprising move, right?

Dr. Wu is also old and there is no need to steal the limelight.

Dr. Wu also saw Sun Yiling's thoughts and hurriedly explained: "Maybe it's because there is an extra medicine guide."

Mrs. Xue was able to wake up. He and Dr. Zhang who were present yesterday were also shocked and couldn't believe it. It wasn't until they observed for another day and night that they were convinced that everything was fine.

Then Dr. Zhang sighed, "The young lady's medicine is truly miraculous."

Although she felt that Mrs. Dongyang Hou didn’t look like someone with medical skills, when Mrs. Xue got better and woke up, the only change in the medicine she used was the incense that Mrs. Dongyang Hou lit.

That's what she said.

He had to admit that the medicine worked wonders.

"Mrs. Marquis Dongyang?" Sun Yiling said, feeling a little familiar.

"Earlier, Madam Dongyang Hou asked the doctor twice for you to treat the young madam." An imperial doctor remembered, "You happened to be away."

Sun Yiling thought about it and became even more puzzled: "Then she knows medical skills?"

Do you always ask the imperial doctor to see you?

"Zhang Shilin is very familiar with Madam Hou of Dongyang and says that she does know medical skills." Dr. Wu said hurriedly, "I think she at least has some medicinal secrets."

Dr. Sun made a sound. Although he was a little surprised, this was not unusual. There were many secrets in folk medicine, so long as they were effective.

He put it aside and stopped thinking about it, and turned around to invite Zhang Ze: "Zhongcheng, please come with me. Doctor Shen is sorting out the medical records of the empress."

Zhang Ze nodded and stepped forward.

It turned out that they were here to see the medical case of the White Lady, and the other doctors were relieved.

Nowadays, Concubine Bai's pregnancy is a major event in the palace. Not only the emperor has warned her repeatedly, but the queen is also very concerned about it and asks questions from time to time. Anyone who can get close to Concubine Bai has been investigated by the Board of Supervisors.

Accompanying Zhang Ze to go inside, Sun Yiling explained to him, "The daughter of Prince Hengyang, the lady who married the Xue family, her daughter-in-law Gao is ill and very dangerous. Unexpectedly, the danger has been saved now."

Zhang Ze had heard their conversation before and probably knew what was going on, but it didn't matter to him that a housewife was sick, died or recovered.

Behind him came the subtle discussions of the imperial doctors.

"Mrs. Dongyang Hou is really quite capable."

"It seems that Prince Zhou did not marry her casually."

"Is the young lady as beautiful as Prince Zhou?"

In fact, these imperial doctors are also talkative women in private, Zhang Ze thought to himself and smiled. He was also an acquaintance of Mrs. Dongyang Hou. He had attended the hasty wedding of Zhou Shizi while he was away, and even drank the tea served by his new wife.

But the next moment, he stopped.

What does Mrs. Dongyang Hou look like?

Strange, why can't he remember?