The girl who came to Aunt Lin's yard to report was an unlucky one. On weekdays, Miss Eight was highly valued by Mrs. Lin, and Aunt Lin naturally took good care of her daughter. Therefore, if anything happened to An Yihua, she would be there.
I wanted to come to Aunt Lin to tell her first. But today happened to be the day when An Jingcheng was resting in Aunt Lin's yard. This girl was anxious to report the news to Aunt Lin, crying as she walked, before she arrived at Aunt Lin's yard.
There was a commotion, and before anyone in Aunt Lin's yard could stop them, they heard the girl crying and saying that Miss Eighth was dying of fever. Everyone was frightened, forgetting that the Marquis was still resting at Aunt Lin's place.
An Jingcheng was naturally alert to such loud movements in the yard, and Aunt Lin had just fallen asleep when she was woken up.
Aunt Lin is still a little afraid of this husband, or in other words, there are few people in the entire Jingguo House who are not afraid of An Jingcheng. Because although his fierceness honed on the battlefield for many years is full of admirable and admirable masculine atmosphere, he is also equally
It's chilling.
She hurriedly put on her clothes and wanted to go out and scold those blind servants, but she heard her eldest maid's sharp scolding voice: "What are you doing standing still? Miss Eighth has a fever, why don't you call the doctor quickly! Cry!"
Why are you crying!"
She was startled, took a few steps quickly and asked, "What did you say? What's wrong with Yi'er? What's going on?"
The little maid who came to report the news was crying sadly. She knelt down in front of Aunt Lin and said, "Auntie, go and see Miss Eighth. She, she is talking nonsense..."
Aunt Lin's legs went weak and she almost fell down. She quickly held on to the maid's arm and said, "Quick, take me to have a look!"
There was so much commotion outside, and An Jingcheng came out with a dark face: "What are you doing in the middle of the night!"
Aunt Lin threw herself into An Jingcheng's arms with pear blossoms and rain: "Master Hou, our Yi'er, woo woo..."
An Jingcheng frowned and asked, "What happened?"
"Yi'er, Yi'er, she's talking nonsense!" Aunt Lin looked at An Jingcheng with tearful eyes, she looked so tender and pitiful!
"Go to the outer courtyard and invite Dr. Li!" He said impatiently: "Stop crying, let's go take a look first!"
Aunt Lin quickly stopped crying and followed An Jingcheng to An Yihua's yard.
When they arrived, Dr. Li hadn't arrived yet. Dr. Li was a doctor specially invited by the An family to stay at home. After all, Mrs. Lin was old and often had headaches and fever. It was troublesome to go out to ask for a doctor all the time.
There were hundreds of people, and it would be impossible without a doctor. Dr. Li had good medical skills, so the An family invited him to their home.
An Yihua's place is already full of frustration.
Several girls and Grandma Wang kept changing the water for An Yihua's forehead and wiping her body, but the temperature did not drop at all. They were almost anxious.
When Aunt Lin saw her daughter burned like this, she couldn't help crying again and threw herself at An Yihua's bedside: "Yi'er, my Yi'er, don't scare Auntie!"
An Yihua frowned and murmured intermittently:
"No, don't hit me, please, don't hit me -"
"Princess, please forgive me, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..."
"Father, father, divorce that woman and let her little bitch daughter die, die——!!"