Chapter 122 Who will stop me when I want to go home
Chapter 122 Who can stop me from going back?
Ding Hao returned to Dingjiazhuang and immediately rushed to the back house. He was now a frequent visitor here, so naturally no one stopped him. Soon he arrived at Ding Chengzong's residence and saw that the courtyard was very lively, with many slaves coming and going, even those he rarely met.
The lady also appeared in the hall with the little girl.
Ding Yuluo was sitting in the hall and was weeping secretly. When she saw Ding Hao, she just called him with a choked cry and broke down in tears.
Ding Hao patiently asked his wife, as if the ladies had finished their greetings, he asked Ding Yuluo softly: "Miss, how is the young master doing?"
Ding Yuluo cried and said: "Brother has always been well. Today, for some reason, when he was walking alone in the courtyard, he suddenly fainted and fell unconscious. Lan'er found him in the courtyard and screamed, big guy.
Only then did I know that now my eldest brother has been carried back to his room, and the doctor Xu Da has not arrived yet. The doctor at the village can only treat some common diseases, and he can't explain the sudden and strange illness."
Ding Hao didn't understand what he heard, and wanted to go into the room to have a look, but now the room was probably full of close relatives of Ding Chengzong, and his identity was really inconvenient. Ding Yuluo saw what he was thinking, so he stood up and said: "You come with me.
"
Ding Haowei followed Ding Yu, walked through the hall and corridor, and turned into Ding Chengzong's bedroom. He saw a huge room, also decorated in the Tang style, magnificent. There was a big bed in the middle, like an Oriental tatami, with curtains rolled up around it.
Ding Chengzong was lying on the couch, his face pale and unconscious. Ding Tingxun sat beside the couch, holding his son's hand and feeling sad. Two lines of turbid tears gently rolled down his cheeks without wiping them.
On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Lu sat sideways. She leaned on the bed and put Ding Chengzong's cold palms on her cheeks. She was crying sadly. In the gloomy mist, Ding Chengye stood behind Ding Tingxun, looking at him sadly.
The eldest brother on the couch lowered his head and said nothing.
Ding Hao entered the room quietly and saw Yan Jiu, the steward of the house, standing aside. In such an atmosphere, the two looked at each other and were speechless. Ding Yuluo walked to Ding Tingxun and whispered: "Dad, Ding
The steward is back from the city."
Ding Tingxun was like a statue, silent for a long time, and then he said in a hoarse voice without looking back: "Ding Hao, you did a good job on this mission... you brought me... good news. But... Zong'er
he……"
Before he could finish his words, tears streamed down again. Although Ding Hao had never had a good impression of him and had no affection for him, he still felt sorry for him when he saw the old man's sad look. He hurriedly leaned over and said: "We will talk about these things later. It's important now."
What’s wrong is the eldest young master’s condition. Xue Liang should be on his way back at this moment. Doctor Xu’s superb medical skills and wonderful rejuvenation skills will definitely cure the eldest young master’s illness. Please take care of your health.”
Ding Tingxun sighed quietly and shook his head silently.
Ding Hao looked at Ding Chengzong on the couch and saw that his eyes were closed tightly and he was only breathing thinly. His whole body seemed to be unconscious. He remembered that he held his hand in the water pavilion and hoped that one day he would call him big brother.
Sincerely, I couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and my eyesight became a little hazy.
When Doctor Xu arrived, Ding Tingxun woke up from his petrified state and welcomed the great doctor in like a savior. Doctor Xu had a good face, a tall figure, a clean face, and three long beards.
, the spirit of immortality. Even under such circumstances, he still showed a calmness in his words and deeds. Being a doctor who can make patients feel at ease is also one of the compulsory lessons.
Doctor Xu stepped forward to take Ding Chengzong's pulse, and everyone from the Ding family, young and old, gathered around him. Whether they really cared about Ding Chengzong or pretended to care about him, everyone in the Ding family was very concerned about the safety of the eldest son, the eldest son of the eldest son of the eldest family member.
Madam Lu cried so hard that her face turned pale. It wasn't until Dr. Xu sat down beside the couch that she sat up straight, her tearful eyes staring nervously at Dr. Xu's face for an instant.
Doctor Xu took his pulse and opened Ding Chengzong's eyelids to take a look. He frowned and was silent. Ding Tingxun couldn't help but asked: "Doctor Xu, look... what kind of emergency did the child have? How is he doing well?
Is the person unconscious?"
Dr. Xu Da said slowly: "It seems... like the symptoms of a stroke. A stroke or not, it is caused by a loss of true energy, excessive yin and cold, and excessive yin and yang, causing the yang energy to surge up and the qi movement to be reversed. Wind and fire
When they are incited, the phlegm is turbid and blocked, causing blood stasis and internal obstruction..."
Mrs. Lu couldn't help but said: "Doctor Xu, I wonder if there is hope for curing my husband's disease. When will he... wake up?"
Doctor Xu shook his head and sighed: "It's really hard to predict whether he will wake up or not. Alas, Madam, Mr. Ding's illness is very difficult. It seems to me that even if he wakes up, he will be paralyzed in bed, unable to move or speak.
, it is difficult to say whether he is conscious or not. This... is just a stroke. Mr. Ling's pulse pattern is very strange, and it is not completely consistent with a stroke. I have been practicing medicine for many years and have never encountered such a case. I can only look at it.
Take the medicine for a few times to test the effect. If the condition does not improve at all, then... it is better to hire someone else earlier, I... there is nothing I can do..."
Ding Hao left the back house feeling depressed.
Although he had not been in contact with Ding Chengzong for a long time, he respected and was close to Ding Chengzong. Seeing this man encounter disasters again and again, and finally ending up in such a miserable end, he felt uncomfortable. But even the emperor was powerless to resist birth, old age, illness and death. Ding Hao
What can I do? I can only shed tears of sympathy for Ding Chengzong's misfortune.
Ding Hao wanted to go where he was going, but he was thinking in a trance. When he woke up, he found that he had arrived at the courtyard of the knitting workshop. Ding Hao stood outside the window of the knitting workshop and stood silently for a while, listening to the faint sounds in the room.
There were the sounds of several women talking. He coughed, and after a while, Dong'er came out.
Luo Donger's heart was now tied to Ding Hao, how could she not hear his voice? As soon as she heard the cough outside the window, she knew that Ding Hao had arrived, so she found an excuse and slipped out.
When she saw Ding Hao, her face turned a little red. She used to be shy, which is the natural shyness of a girl. Ever since the two of them had skin contact, now as long as Ding Hao's eyes stay on a certain part of her body for a moment, she will feel uncomfortable all over.
comfortable.
Luo Donger approached Ding Hao and whispered: "Brother Hao, we are talking about the eldest young master, do you know?"
Ding Hao nodded, Luo Donger was silent for a moment, and then asked: "The things in the city have been taken care of."
"It's done..." Ding Hao said this and felt sad. If... the young master had never been sick and came back now, he would have grabbed me excitedly, drank with me, and talked and laughed. But who knows, God may
Unforeseen circumstances and misfortunes all fell on him one after another...
Luo Dong'er stood silent for a while, looked back worriedly, and said softly: "Brother Hao, I'm going back then."
"Wait a minute." Ding Hao called her and asked: "Then Dong Li...is she back?"
Luo Dong'er nodded and blinked at him. Ding Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "So, can you still find time to come out at night?"
"Brother Hao..." Luo Dong'er called out coquettishly, her pretty face turned red, her eyes widened, and a soft hint of resentment came into Ding Hao's heart.
Ding Hao couldn't help but laugh: "You silly girl, don't think wrongly. I just want to...discuss with you about whether to stay or leave, and...about you and me."
He raised his head and looked at the colorful sunlight falling above the willow crown. He sighed sadly and said softly: "The only person in the Ding family who can stop me from thinking about it is Master Ding. But...he is now suffering from illness. Even Xu Da
The doctors are helpless. The Ding family is so rich, so what? It should be unfortunate, but it should be unfortunate. After seeing the current situation of Master Ding, I feel even more that we should cherish the people in front of us and live this life happily. You know
How am I feeling?"
"Yeah!" Luo Dong'er nodded obediently and whispered: "Then... then I'll find a way to get out. It's still the same place. I'll find a chance to go there."
Ding Hao nodded, turned around and walked out of the weaving workshop. After walking a few steps, he happened to bump into Liu Shiyi walking towards him. When Liu Shiyi saw him, he smiled nonchalantly and said, "Who is it? It turns out to be Ding."
Steward, I heard that Steward Ding has solved a big problem for the Ding family. But he showed his face again."
Ding Hao smiled faintly, and Liu Shiyi added: "It's just... I heard that the eldest young master's illness is very serious, and maybe he will be unconscious like this forever. Alas, the eldest young master is really pitiful. There will be no eldest young master in the future.
I want to support you, what can Manager Ding do?"
Ding Hao glanced at him with disgust and walked away. Liu Shiyi smiled proudly behind him.
"If Young Master Ding is not sick and he sincerely asks me to stay in the Ding family, will I agree?"
Ding Hao asked himself a question in his mind and replied: "No! I will not stay in a place like this all my life and scheming with people like Liu Shiyi. At the Zhiqiao Restaurant, I even laughed at Scimitar Xiaoliu and the others for their shallow ambitions.
Now that I think about it, I really don’t blame them. How high and far can a native chicken squatting in a grass nest see the world? The greatest achievement they can think of is to be like that boss Chu and enter the yard three times.
, there are mills to grind houses, donkeys and horses to travel around, and a beautiful woman. If I stay in a place like this, sooner or later I will be like someone like Liu Shiyi and become a bastard who works all day long in a large courtyard.
A scheming bastard.
Ding Chengzong has become so ill that he no longer needs to worry about the affairs of the Ding family. Now that my confidant has passed away, what else is there for me to miss in the Ding family compound? I, Ding Hao, should do it for myself now.
Live a good life for once.
The heavy burden in his heart was thrown away, Ding Hao's mind was clear, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief for a moment. He stopped, turned around and looked in the direction of the back house, and bowed his head solemnly from a distance: "It's time for me to go my own way, but
I hope that with the financial and manpower of the Ding family, we can one day find a master of Chinese medicine to cure your disease. Ding Hao, there is really nothing I can do here, so today... I bid you farewell. Brother, take care!"
Yan Jiu was sitting in the side hall drinking tea. He had just arranged a residence for Dr. Xu. He also tried hard to persuade Mr. Ding, who was ill, to go back to his room to rest. He invited his wife, and the other ladies returned to their respective courtyards.
, arranged for someone to take care of the eldest young master's condition and diet. After all the work, he was really tired. As he got older, his body was really not as strong as before.
Lan'er beat his legs obediently, and Yan Jiu drank a few sips of tea, glanced around Kong Nuo, and asked softly: "Are you ready for the clothes I asked you to borrow from Xi Zhu'er?"
Lan'er raised her face and smiled at him. Her smile was sweet and charming, with a sense of excitement in her bones: "How dare you neglect Master Jiu's instructions? Ding Hao's clothes have already been borrowed from me."
According to Master Jiu's instructions, he was told not to tell anyone that he obeyed the little maid's words and would not dare to disobey him, but I don't know... what does Master Jiu want Ding Hao's clothes for?"
Yan Jiu smiled coldly, leaned forward slightly and said: "I asked you to do it, of course there is a purpose. Please listen carefully. Tonight, you..."
After listening to what he said, Lan'er had a look of shock on her face. Yan Jiu drank the teacup unhappily and said, "Why, you don't want to? Don't forget, who redeemed you from the brothel, and who?"
I gave you an innocent identity and became such a light and delicate maid. What Master Jiu can give you, I can get back from you twice as much."
Lan'er said in panic: "How dare I disobey Master Jiu's orders? It's just... I thought, in fact, there is no need to resort to such means anymore. Speaking of which, the Ding family has always been peaceful, and these ups and downs have only started since last year.
It started at the end of the year. At that time, it was when Ah-Dai faked his death and suddenly changed his temperament. People used to say that Manager Ding was so smart now because he was secretly inspired by the Fox Fairy. But the Ding family became shrewd just after he
After that, accidents happened one after another, and some people said that he was possessed by a monster, which caused trouble to the Ding family. Now that the master is getting older, he is often suspicious. This year alone, he went to the temple four times to burn incense and donated money for sesame oil.
.If we reveal to the master that Ding Hao is possessed by a monster, he will definitely be expelled from the Ding Mansion. Why bother working with Master Jiu so much for a small steward?"
"Hehehe," Yan Jiu chuckled, stretched out his hand to hook a finger on her chin, and said with an evil smile: "Other people don't know the beauty of your mouth. Only Master Jiu knows what your little mouth will do to men."
It's useful, but Master Jiu didn't know until today that your mouth is so smart. But... Master Jiu has his own reasons for doing this, so you just have to follow it."
Lan'er glanced at him, curled her lips, and then said worriedly: "But... why bother to go to such trouble when we could easily drive him away? Ding Hao is very smart now. Although the master has been a bit confused in the past two years, he can
It’s not something that can be fooled easily. If they find out that the eldest young master’s illness is not accidental, wouldn’t it be self-defeating?”
Yan Jiu listened calmly, raised his legs and walked to the window, looked out the window and suddenly giggled, and said softly: "Ding Hao, what can I do if I already know?"
Yan Jiu was silent for a while, with a strange smile on his face: "Sir, now... it's time to let him know."
"Oh?" Lan'er stood behind, with a surprised expression on her face, but her eyes showed a weirder look than Yan Jiu...