"What does it matter to you if my wife is sick or not? Besides, haven't you heard that doctors don't have autonomy?"
The girl stood inside the door, looking at the aggressive man at the door. She did not show any weakness in the face of questioning.
"You want to treat the disease, but we don't want to treat the disease. Is it possible that we still owe you something? Do you want to see it?" The girl hummed and pointed to the door, "Move the door, don't block the entrance of our house.
Door!"
The eldest father-in-law has grown up and no one except his own father has ever trained him like this, so he blows his beard and stares in anger.
"My nephew, please stop making trouble and delaying Yun Niang's treatment. Whose fault is this?" the old lady said from the side.
The elder brother-in-law even held his breath.
Whose fault is it? It's his fault that his sister is like this?
"I want to follow you in." He gritted his teeth and said.
"Isn't this good? Let Chenlang follow." The old lady said.
The son behind him immediately stood up and urged four men to carry the coffin covered with black cloth and go inside.
"No, your mother-in-law's son has a foreign surname, so my sister naturally wants me to accompany her," the eldest father-in-law said with a sneer.
The girl from the Cheng family over there turned around and went in first.
"Only one person can come in to accompany you, carry him to the main room and then leave," she said.
Although it is summer, when walking in this courtyard, the cold and damp air permeates the air. The elder in-law wears sandals and walks carefully, fearing that the moss on the cobblestone path will slip on him.
When the coffin was carried into the main room, the girl immediately rushed the people out and stopped the in-laws who were about to enter the room.
"You wait outside, my wife doesn't see anyone else when she's treating her illness," the girl said.
What kind of rules are these? The elder in-laws stared at him.
He just stared, and the girl also raised her head and put her hands on her hips, then walked in and slammed the door.
After all, the in-laws are a gentleman, and they can't let in uninvited, let alone a woman's residence.
There were sounds of moving around in the house, but no one spoke.
I am nagging about whether I am a witch or a doctor.
The eldest father-in-law was pacing in the yard with his hands behind his hands.
What is this!
The old lady and others outside the door did not leave either.
"Mom, are you telling the truth?" the son asked in a low voice.
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief and ignored him.
"Old Madam." The wet nurse came over uneasily, then fanned herself and whispered, "Is this possible? If not..."
"No?" The old lady looked at the small wooden door. A screen wall blocked her view, making it difficult to see the scenery inside. She tightened her cane and squeezed out words through her teeth, "If it doesn't work, go and sue her as a quack doctor for murder."
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How can we not deal with foreigners, a master and a servant, who are not familiar with the place? Besides, it’s no wonder she was the one who had to jump out to cause trouble.
The in-laws stomped around the yard twice before the door was opened.
"Go and ask someone to carry it away." The girl came out and said.
"How is it?" the in-laws asked anxiously, looking into the house.
The coffin was still placed in the main room, and no one else was seen.
Is there really Mrs. Cheng in this room? Could it be that this girl is the only one pretending from beginning to end?
As if to answer his suspicion, the thought flashed across the room. The sound of wooden clogs was heard in the room, and then a figure appeared behind the screen. This was the figure of a woman. Because she was wearing a large robe, it was not obvious that she was fat or thin.
Young, he only stood for a moment, then the woman sat down, and the girl blocked his view.
"Hey, call someone here." The girl said unhappily, as if she was unhappy about spying on her wife.
The eldest father-in-law looked away.
"Is it cured?" he asked.
"It's basically ready, all we need is a medicine introduction," the girl said.
The four rough ladies carried the man to the bed and left.
The old lady and the men and women of the in-laws gathered around and looked at the woman on the bed.
The woman was still wearing a robe, her hands and feet were tied with straw ropes, and she closed her eyes quietly, just like she was in a coffin.
The people in the room couldn't help but shudder.
"Would you like to change your clothes?" someone couldn't help but ask.
What to change, if you don’t live, you will have to pretend to be buried again!
The old lady did not answer but turned to look at the eldest father-in-law.
"What kind of medicine do you want?" she asked.
"Yun Niang's usual mirror for combing her hair." The elder in-law frowned and said, not knowing what expression to make.
The old lady didn't care how weird the introduction to the medicine was. She had already told strange things that even dead people would dare to say it could cure. What else could surprise her?
Immediately, a maid brought the mirror that Madam often used. It was a moon-shaped brass mirror with lotus carvings and edging with green dots.
"Put it on your chest." The elder brother-in-law said, his tone a little anxious and helpless.
The two maids hurriedly and carefully lifted the bronze mirror to the lady's chest.
"Mirror facing down." The elder in-laws thought of something and added.
The two maids turned around, pressed the bronze mirror down on the lady's chest, and stood up.
Watching this dead man really made me feel cold all over.
There was silence in the house.
"Then what?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"Wait." The eldest father-in-law said angrily.
The room became quiet again, barely even breathing could be heard, and everyone's eyes fell on the woman on the bed.
A quarter of an hour passed, and the people who were holding their breath could no longer hold it in and let out a collective sigh.
The woman on the bed was still lying there, motionless.
"Go and see if you are angry again?" said the eldest father-in-law.
A servant girl hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood beside the bed with a bit of fear, and cautiously stretched out her trembling hand to feel under the woman's breath.
"No..." the servant girl retracted her hand, shook her head and said tremblingly with a pale face.
Everyone in the room changed their colors.
"Madam! Enough has happened!" the eldest man shouted, his accumulated anger burst out again, he grabbed the tea cup and was about to smash it on the ground.
At this moment, a woman's gasp sounded in the room.
The breathing was heavy and long, as if someone had been holding their breath for a long time.
"Oh, it's crushing me to death! What's that thing? Move away quickly! It's crushing me so much that I can't breathe!" After exhaling, a hoarse female voice said.
The servant girl standing by the bed froze when she started to gasp, and her skin was covered with goosebumps for a moment. After hearing this, she didn't even look back, she let out a scream, and rolled out.
Pounce.
"It's a fake corpse!"
The girl walked briskly into the house, her silk shoes not making much noise on the wooden boards.
"Madam, I'm really awake." She shouted, with surprise in her voice.
As she spoke, she turned around the screen and saw the woman leaning on the low table looking at the screen in trance. The moment she saw the woman's expression, the joy on the girl's face suddenly disappeared.
The woman can only be described as a girl. She is fourteen or fifteen years old. She is wearing a plain skirt and a large dark cloth robe, which almost covers her whole body. She looks thinner and smaller. Her complexion is as fair as jade and her hair is as black as ink. At first glance,
The beauty is beyond words.
However, her eyes had very few black pupils and too many white pupils. In addition, she was staring blankly at the screen, making her look like a ragdoll without a soul.
"Madam!" The girl immediately knelt on the ground, grabbed the woman's robe that was spread on the ground, and fell to the ground sobbing, "Madam, wake up, Madam, don't scare Banqin!"
As she cried, the girl's eyes gradually moved, and her dull eyes gained a hint of life.
