There are not so many people in Cheng Silang's courtyard during the day.
Mrs. Cheng couldn't bear the crying anymore. She was still taking the medicine and was forcibly sent away by Mr. Cheng.
All the nearby doctors have been invited, and the doctors far away are still on the way. All available methods have been used, and we can only leave it to fate.
The girl outside the corner door took a paper package from a woman.
"Chunlan, do you really want to do this?" The woman held her hand again and asked in a low voice, her face tense.
Chunlan nodded.
"What if..." the woman said in a trembling voice, "even if they plead guilty, you will not be able to escape the charge of being bewitched and harming your master."
"Mom, don't worry, that girl will come over when I give the medicine. If something happens then, others will also witness it. They just say that the medicine was taken while we were not paying attention and it has nothing to do with us." Chunlan whispered, "
Have you burned the prescription?"
"Burn it." The woman nodded and said, "I asked the people at the drug store. This recipe is what is commonly used. There is nothing strange about it."
"It's whatever she says it is," Chunlan said.
The woman looked hesitant.
"Why is she helping you like this?" she asked in a low voice, "Isn't it doing her any good at all?"
Chunlan pursed her lips.
"Why is there no benefit? All she wants is a good life." She whispered, "How can I have a good future by following that fool? You helped me this time. If it happens, I will remember her kindness in my life.
Even as parents, you will take care of her in private, and I still know what she is thinking."
The woman nodded.
"Mom, I'm going." Chunlan said.
"And this medicine introduction..." the woman whispered hurriedly, taking out a mask from her wide sleeves.
"I picked the ugliest one in the shop on the street," she said.
Chunlan reached out and took it,
The woman held her daughter's hand firmly for a moment, then reluctantly let go, and watched her daughter go in with a worried expression.
Chunlan was sitting in the small room looking at the gurgling medicine pot. She heard some excitement in the yard, and her heart was beating fiercely. She stood up and looked over, and sure enough she saw a girl looking into the yard.
"Where are you from?" A girl saw it and asked.
"My wife asked me to come and see the Fourth Young Master," Banqin said.
Since the Fourth Young Master became ill, many people came to visit him. Although the brothers and sisters could not come every day, they would always send their maids over.
Is this the girl in front of some lady?
"Why haven't I seen it before?" the girl asked.
Before Banqin could answer, Chunlan came out from the house carrying medicine.
"Xia Ju, help me look at the stove," she said.
The girl responded yes and left Banqin alone.
"I'll draw the curtain for my sister." Banqin hurriedly walked a few steps and said with a smile.
Chunlan hummed, and the two of them entered the house one after another.
"Oh, by the way, help me take a look, I'll get the medicine introduction." Chunlan said again just as she entered, turned around and came out, walked around the kitchen, and said a few words to the girl who was looking at the stove.
Seeing Chunlan's cautious and nervous look, Banqin in the room curled his lips.
What's there to be nervous about? The medicine prescribed by my wife can even revive a dead person. A lovesick person is nothing.
She looked around the room with some ease.
It's not like the Cheng family has no money, and this house is not shabby at all. She turned her eyes to the bed and couldn't help but groan.
Chunlan and the other two girls walked in and were startled by her.
"Keep your voice down." The girls scolded.
Banqin covered her mouth with her hand and looked at the person on the bed.
It's that young man!
Happy at the same time.
The lady was indeed right, she was the son of the eldest son of the Cheng family.
The room was gloomy, but this girl was smiling. Several other girls were very unhappy.
"Go back, the doctor said, our young master needs to rest," they said.
Banqin said oh and left.
"Which lady's girl is so unruly?" The girls whispered with dissatisfaction.
Now, I must be deeply impressed by this girl.
Chunlan thought that Banqin's reaction just now was intentional. Such sincerity made her feel more certain about this prescription.
"Hel the young master up and give him medicine," she said.
Cheng Silang was helped up. He could no longer open his eyes and could barely feed him the soup.
The night gradually fell, and Cheng Silang lay on the bed like a dead man.
Because of the rumors of being haunted, the girls in the house were very scared at night and hid out whenever they could, making it look even more gloomy and gloomy.
Chunlan stood by the bed, her palms were sweaty and her body couldn't help but tremble.
The medicine has been given. Whether it will work or not depends on the introduction of the medicine at night.
In this life, people always have to choose a path and overcome obstacles.
"Master, Master." Chunlan shouted in a low voice, "Master, I'm here to see you."
Cheng Silang always felt very tired, so tired that he wanted to take a breath, but couldn't. But not long ago, he was given a bowl of medicine, and the feeling of tiredness was relieved a lot, but was replaced by weakness and weakness.
They all seemed to be floating.
The calling in my ears became clearer and clearer.
"Sir...I'm here to see you."
Come to see me? Who comes to see me?
Cheng Silang tried hard to open his eyes, just like he wanted to do in the past, but this time, he actually opened them.
The night light is dim and the vision is blurry.
"Master!"
The sound suddenly grew louder, causing Cheng Silang's eyes to focus on one spot, and a tattooed ghost face came close to him.
Cheng Silang screamed in fright, rolled his eyes and fainted.
Knowing that Cheng Silang was in trouble, Mrs. Cheng Er hurriedly wanted to go over, but Cheng Qiniang held her arm and refused to let her go.
"Mother, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, don't go," she cried.
Mrs. Cheng Er was angry and helpless, and had no time to properly comfort her daughter, so she had to ask all the servants and wives at home to come and accompany Cheng Qiniang.
He hurriedly came to Cheng Silang's place in the outer courtyard and heard crying inside.
"Isn't it possible?" she asked, her heart skipping a beat.
Nowadays, it is difficult to raise children, and if such an old son is said to be gone, the family will feel as if a piece of flesh has been cut out.
Mrs. Cheng Er walked into the house and Chunlan was kneeling on the ground crying and trembling.
"What on earth are you talking about? Where did this thing come from! What are you going to do!" Mr. Cheng shouted, slamming something in his hand to the ground.
The mask shattered on the ground, splashing painfully on Chunlan's face.
Chunlan cried and kowtowed.
What's going on? Mrs. Cheng Er was a little puzzled, and while she was making a fuss outside, Mrs. Cheng's cry came from outside.
"Why did you alarm Madam again?" Mr. Cheng asked angrily.
The son here is doing something good and bad, and if the wife can no longer bear it, the family will not be able to survive!
"Do you have to wait until my son dies before I can even see you for the last time before you can feel at ease?" Mrs. Cheng cried weakly as the servants carried her in.
Mrs. Cheng Er hurriedly went over to comfort her. Mrs. Cheng cried and was helped to Cheng Silang's bedside.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't think about it." Mr. Cheng said.
Mrs. Cheng looked at her son who was as motionless as gold paper on the bed.
"Son, you are so scary..." she rushed towards me and cried.
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Silang sighed.
"It scared me to death!" He shouted loudly, and when Mrs. Cheng pressed him down, he instantly lifted his body up.
Mrs. Cheng and the servant girl standing nearby screamed and fell backwards.
It’s so scary!
This sudden change made everyone in the room stunned.
Mrs. Cheng stared blankly at her half-sitting son.
"Son, you...you..." She trembled and was speechless.
Although Cheng Silang's face was pale, his eyes were not dull, but he couldn't stand the heavy pressure of his mother and fell back with a cry.
Chunlan, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up.
Oh my God! Oh my God!
It’s really good! I’m really awake!
This recipe is real!
She got lucky!
"Master, Master," Chunlan rushed over, knelt beside the bed and cried loudly, "You are indeed awake! I am willing to die!" (To be continued)
