Returning to Shu's Mansion, the two settled the black slaves, paid greetings to Shu's mother, and then returned to Qinxi Courtyard.
Shu Yao was sitting in the yard, teasing the little squirrel. She looked at it for a long time. This little guy was really beautiful!
It has noble purple fur, as smooth as oil, and small, pointed ears that stand on its round head.
The peach-shaped face is inlaid with a pair of big comic-like eyes and a big fluffy tail that is always tilted upward, making it look particularly beautiful.
"Little cutie, let me give you a name!" Shu Yao curled her lips, leaned over and touched the adorable little squirrel, and said, "Hey! I have it, how about I call you Cuihua?"
The squirrel was eating with gusto. When he heard the name Cuihua, he suddenly stopped holding the pine nuts with his little front paws. Shu Yao looked at it funny and said, "Does it look like you don't like it?"
Seeing the mischievous smile on his owner's face, the squirrel rolled his eyes at her and shook his head desperately.
Seeing its resistance, Shu Yao thought for a moment, smiled slyly, and said, "Well, let's call you Saipan?"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." When the squirrel heard this, his purple fur suddenly popped up, and he bared his teeth. Oh my God! Master, are you serious? What the hell is this name?
The little guy was so cute and cute despite his strong resistance. Shu Yao couldn't help but laugh, "You don't like it? You're quite picky, you little one!"
As soon as she finished speaking, an idea flashed in Shu Yao's mind and she had an idea. She said, "Hey? How about I call you Xiaoxian?"
On the squirrel's exquisite little face, a pair of sparkling little eyes blinked. Suddenly, its huge tail stood up, accompanied by a faint sound of stomping feet. Obviously, it was very unhappy at this time.
"Hey, are you angry when you look like this? Then I'd better call you Cuihua. Then I will adopt another pet and name it Simba. Cuihua goes with Simba, eh! Beautiful!"
Shu Yao was peeling chestnuts and talking to herself. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the little squirrel's disgusted look, which was both funny and fun.
"You have purple fur, and you look like a mouse, so it's quite fitting to call you purple sweet potato!" Shu Yao said, tutting her tongue and saying, "It's delicious."
When the squirrel heard this, he was a little dejected. He looked at her with a pair of resentful eyes, complaining secretly that he, the squirrel, had paid by mistake after all!
"If you don't like the name Cuihua, then it's better to call it Small Sample!" As she said that, Shu Yao brought the peeled chestnuts to the squirrel and deliberately teased her, "Small Sample?!"
Yeah! So many chestnuts! It loves to eat them most.
The squirrel's bright little eyes turned around, and it shook its tail excitedly. Then it climbed onto Shu Yao's body again, held the chestnuts in Shu Yao's hand with its sharp front paws, and kept feeding them to its mouth.
But I was complaining secretly in my heart:
"For the sake of the master peeling chestnuts for me, I reluctantly agree! Alas! It sounds better than Cuihua and Saipan! Master, the name you gave me is really too earthy and does not suit my squirrel temperament at all."
If there is no objection, does this mean it accepts the new name?
The little guy is quite easy to coax, and a pack of chestnuts will do the trick! It seems that when he is angry, he will stamp his feet and erect his tail, when he is happy, he will wag his tail frequently, and when he is frightened, he will explode his fur. It’s interesting!
At this time, Feng Chen walked in from the outside. Seeing Squirrel's resentful eyes, he hurriedly leaned over and touched it, "Brother Rat, why do you look so hopeless?"
The squirrel stood upright, put its front paws in its arms, and let out a few grumbles, "squeak, squeak, squeak..."
Shu Yao almost laughed when she saw the squirrel crying out for injustice, "You bastard, why don't you sue me?" Shu Yao scolded and patted the squirrel's little head.
Isn’t it?!
Seeing this, Feng Chen was a little confused, frowned and looked at Shu Yao, and asked: "Boss, is this the name you gave Brother Mouse?"
"Yes! Doesn't it sound good? It fits your brother Shu's temperament very well." Shu Yao giggled.
Feng Chen shook his head and said seriously to the squirrel: "Old-fashioned, Brother Rat didn't protest against you? He must not like it."
Shu Yao was overjoyed and said sweetly: "Protesting is useful? Never mind it! As long as I like it."
In the evening, everyone in Shu Mansion was in panic.
At this time, a servant came to report at the door, and Shu's mother suddenly fainted.
When Shu Yao heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and boundless worry and fear spread in her heart. She hurriedly turned around and ran towards Shu's mother's yard.
As soon as she entered the inner room, she saw Shu Wanwan shouting with tears streaming down her face: "Mother, what's wrong with mother? Wake up quickly!"
Without thinking too much, Shu Yao hurried forward, leaned in front of Shu's mother's bed, and called softly: "Mom, it's Yao'er, please open your eyes and look at me."
Shu Yao looked at Shu Ting who looked worried and asked: "What disease did mother have? She was fine during dinner, but why did she suddenly collapse? Have you seen a doctor?"
"I've looked at it, and Doctor Du didn't find anything wrong. He just said that he suspected that he might have eaten something by mistake, and he is still checking the food that my mother used."
"Before, my mother had a problem with both qi and blood, and she had been taking medicine to maintain her health. Since my sister came back, my mother's condition has improved a lot, and she has not suffered from syncope again..."
"But...it didn't take long before I fainted again." Shu Ting's face was full of sorrow, and he lost his sense of direction for a moment.
At this time, Shu Shihuai hurried back from outside and saw a bunch of people gathered around the bed, and asked hurriedly: "Madam, what's going on?"
"Master." As a soft cry came, a middle-aged woman in front of the bed who still looked charming walked towards Shu Shihuai, and then she lay on Shu Shihuai's shoulder and choked up:
"After my sister had dinner, she started to vomit, and then... she fainted for some unknown reason. Doctor Du came to diagnose and treat her, but he didn't find anything wrong. Doctor Du is now in the kitchen checking the food that my sister used..."
When Shu Shihuai heard this, a look of worry appeared on his face. He stroked her back with his big hand and asked, "Meiniang, how could this happen? Hasn't Madam's illness improved?"
Aunt Han, named Han Zhaomei, is Shu Shihuai's concubine. She recently returned to her parents' home to visit her seriously ill mother. She just returned to Shu Mansion a few days ago, and Shu Wanwan was fostered by her side.
Han Zhaomei originally had a daughter named Shu Wanrong, who was the same age as Shu Yao, but unfortunately, she accidentally fell into an icy lake when she was nine years old...
Although she was rescued, the root of the disease fell from then on. She was weak and fell ill from time to time. In the end, she was unable to survive a small bout of typhoid. That year, she only lived to be twelve years old. She died three years ago.
Died of illness.
In order to relieve Han Zhaomei's pain of losing her daughter, and to think about Shu Wanwan's pitiful life experience without parents, Shu's mother sent Shu Wanwan to Han Zhaomei to raise her, in order to comfort Han's longing for her daughter.
.At the same time, it also allows mother and daughter to warm each other, take care of each other, and complete each other.
At this time, Doctor Du walked in. He looked at Shu Shihuai, bowed slightly, and said solemnly: "Mr. Shu, do you still have the dregs of medicine that Madam used? Can you bring it to have a look?"
The servant Wang Po who was waiting on the lady quickly responded: "Yes, doctor, please wait a moment."
Seeing Doctor Du's serious face, Shu Shihuai asked nervously: "Doctor Du, is there something wrong with Madam's medicine?"
Mrs. Du took the medicine residue from Mrs. Wang and examined it carefully. After examining it for a long time without saying anything, Shu Shihuai couldn't help but ask: "Doctor, please tell me directly, what's wrong with this medicine residue?"
Doctor Du put the medicine box away, looked at the people in the room, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How can people not get sick after eating whole grains? I'll prescribe some prescriptions and treat them well, and they'll be fine."
Master Du opened the medicine box, took out the ink, wrote down a prescription, handed it to Shu Shihuai's hand, and said softly: "Master Shu, can you lend me a moment to speak."
Shu Shihuai was puzzled. Is there any secret behind this disease? The two of them walked to the door, and Doctor Du said bluntly:
"Master Shu, my wife's pulse condition seems to be weak, and she seems to be poisoned. However, I have seen what she eats, and there is nothing wrong with her. However, I found something wrong with one of the medicines in her medicine residue."
Shu Shihuai felt a sudden change in his heart and asked quickly: "What kind of medicine?"
"It doesn't sound like poisoning, so the silver needle can't detect it, but Xiaomin found a trace of hellebore in the madam's medicine residue."
"Hellebore?"
"Yes, Veratrum is a vomiting medicine, and Ginseng is a Qi-tonifying medicine. The two medicines have opposite medicinal properties, so they should not be used together."
"Veratrum is highly toxic and will cause vomiting when taken orally, while the functions of ginseng are only realized after oral administration. If the two drugs are used together, the toxicity will be enhanced and the vitality will be greatly damaged."
"How could this happen?" After hearing this, Shu Shihuai felt flustered again. He looked at Doctor Du and said vaguely: "Thank you, Doctor Du, what happened today..."
Upon hearing this, Doctor Du immediately understood that wealthy families, especially those who were officials in the palace, were most afraid of having their family scandal exposed.
Therefore, he said very sensibly: "Don't worry, Mr. Shu, Madam just ate the wrong thing, just prescribe some medicine to recover."
"Thank you, Doctor." Shu Shihuai expressed his gratitude and sent Doctor Du away.
Shu Shihuai came to the front hall, called the two servants serving Shu's mother over, and asked sternly: "Bold slave, how come there is a medicinal material like hellebore in Madam's medicine residue?"
Wang Po and Fu Po were frightened and hurriedly knelt on the ground to apologize.
Mrs. Wang was confused by Master Shu's question and defended herself: "Master, I always take the medicine according to the prescription! There is no hellebore you mentioned on the prescription! I really don't know!"
When Shu Ting heard this, he was surprised and said: "Father, what is going on?"
"The doctor just said that your mother was poisoned. Veratrum is highly toxic and cannot be supplemented with ginseng. The two medicines have opposite properties and will increase the toxicity and greatly damage the vitality."
When Mrs. Fu heard this, no wonder she vomited after drinking the medicine. It turned out that it was mixed with hellebore. Mrs. Fu quickly clarified:
"Master, this servant doesn't even know! The servants all get the medicine according to the prescription! But there is no such medicine in the prescription!"
Doctor Du had read the prescription and there was nothing wrong with it. So, it was about the process of cooking the medicine. Shu Shihuai asked again: "Who has been cooking the medicine these days, and whose hands have it passed through when cooking it?"