On the other hand, Mrs. Fang couldn't bear to look at Miss Jun and rushed her to tidy up her appearance.
The girls were all driven out of the yard, and everyone listened intently to hear what was going on in the hall.
"The young lady and the young master had a quarrel in the house..."
The sound of white peony root came from the house.
Miss Jun, who was sitting nearby and had simply tidied up her appearance, smiled.
"I can't argue anymore?" she said.
"Who is quarreling with whom? It's obviously the young master who is quarreling with our lady." Liu'er immediately shouted, pointing to the inner room, "You don't have the nerve to do that kind of thing and not let anyone talk about it."
"Then you can't say it now. He's not in good health, so he can't take it easy." Mrs. Fang stood beside Fang Chengyu in the inner room and said anxiously.
Miss Jun laughed again after hearing this.
"Now that we know that he is not in good health, then what he just did can't be slowed down?" she said.
"It's just like a hungry ghost in sex..." Liu'er said.
Mrs. Fang patted the table.
"Shut up, shut up." she shouted.
Liu'er curled her lips and stood behind Miss Jun. Mrs. Fang wiped her tears and caressed Fang Chengyu, while Miss Jun held up the tea.
Shopkeeper Song was a little puzzled.
"What kind of thing did Chengyu do?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing happened."
Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang said in unison with great understanding.
Here are three hundred taels of silver.
Shopkeeper Song frowned, and then heard Miss Jun's master and servant sneer at the side, and he looked over with a bit of sternness.
"Let's not talk about anything. As Chengyu's wife, don't you know that you and Chengyu are closely related?" He said, "How can you talk like this?"
Miss Jun smiled and glanced at him from below.
It was a very impolite action to look at from the bottom up. Shopkeeper Song's face was very ugly.
Although I had heard that this Jun Zhenzhen was arrogant and rude, I had never come into contact with him. Now that I saw him, he was indeed well-deserved, and his gentle and quiet appearance was really lost in vain.
"You inferior person, it's your turn to teach me a lesson." Miss Jun said.
Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, and merchants were indeed lower class people, but no one said it so bluntly.
Shopkeeper Song almost fainted from anger.
"You!" he said, not knowing what to say.
No wonder Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang didn't teach this Miss Jun. It's really impossible to teach this kind of person, I just want to be out of sight and out of mind.
"Second uncle, please calm down." Old Mrs. Fang said with an embarrassed look, then glared at Miss Jun, "Don't be rude."
"Did you hear that? Don't be rude." Liu Er looked at Shopkeeper Song and said with a snort.
Miss Jun smiled and said no more, drinking tea with an attitude of "I won't care about you."
It's simply unreasonable.
Shopkeeper Song stood up with a puff of sleeves.
"Let me see Chengyu." He said and walked into the inner room.
Mrs. Fang followed in without stopping.
"Second uncle," Mrs. Fang said while wiping her tears and giving way.
Shopkeeper Song had a serious look on his face, but his eyes were full of care, and he leaned over to look at Fang Chengyu.
"Chengyu, Chengyu." He shouted softly.
Fang Chengyu's originally fair complexion was covered with a layer of gray due to his illness, and his lips were completely colorless. He closed his eyes tightly. If his chest wasn't still heaving, he would have thought he was dead.
Hearing the shouting, his eyelids moved, but he seemed unable to open them.
Mrs. Fang, who was standing behind Shopkeeper Song, couldn't help crying and hurriedly covered it up.
Mrs. Fangda began to cry without concealment.
"Why is it so heavy all of a sudden? I was in good spirits when I saw him in the first month." Shopkeeper Song Da said anxiously, turning to look at the crying mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, "What happened? I heard that he was abused by his wife.
, is this possible?"
"No." Mrs. Fang choked up and said.
"How could he be abused?" Old Mrs. Fang also said, "His mother and I are not dead yet."
Shopkeeper Song didn't say anything and looked at their expressions.
Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang's sorrow poured out wantonly, and Mrs. Fang's face was not only sad, but also angry.
Angry for what?
Shopkeeper Song frowned slightly.
"Then what happened?" he asked again, "How did it become like this?"
Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang were evasive again and only said vaguely that it was okay.
Any fool who sees this will know that something is wrong.
Just when Shopkeeper Song was about to ask again, there was a girl outside the door who hurriedly reported.
"Doctor Jiang is here."
It's pretty quick. Maybe we'll be waiting outside.
Zhen Zhen's preparation was beyond her expectation. The moment she came in and saw Fang Chengyu, she was so frightened that her heart stopped.
It's so realistic. If I hadn't known about it in advance, I wouldn't have believed that this was Jun Zhenzhen's method.
Since Zhen Zhen is already prepared, there is no need to worry.
To take a step back, even if Dr. Jiang could really see Fang Chengyu's true condition, there would be nothing to be afraid of.
At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken.
Anyway, she will never let this enemy go.
Mrs. Fang raised her hands to wipe away her tears, her face filled with excitement.
"Hurry, please," she said, and people couldn't wait to go out to greet her.
Mrs. Fangda had already taken it first.
Shopkeeper Song didn't ask any more questions. With the imperial doctor here, Fang Chengyu's body would tell everyone honestly what happened.
The girls hurriedly opened the curtains, and Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang watched a man in his fifties walk in. He was energetic, upright, kind, and very approachable.
Mrs. Fang recognized that this was Imperial Physician Jiang.
A few years ago, she went to the capital in person to treat Chengyu, and met Dr. Jiang through money and connections.
"Mr. Jiang, please look at my son." She couldn't help crying and knelt down to Dr. Jiang.
Doctor Jiang was obviously used to this kind of situation, and he quickly supported Mrs. Fang.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll take a look first." He said kindly.
Many people in the room gathered around, including old women, maids and servants, as well as the old shopkeeper Song who I knew.
As a doctor, Dr. Jiang didn't care about the patient's family. He was about to pass by, but subconsciously felt a gaze staring at him. He couldn't help but look over, past the cluttered women in front of him, and sat on the small table by the window.
A young girl.
He looked over, but the girl looked away and drank tea with her sleeves raised.
"Mr. Jiang, please come over here." Shopkeeper Song said, taking Dr. Jiang's hand, he also caught Dr. Jiang's gaze.
Everyone else greeted them with anxious, excited or worried expressions, but this woman was the only one who sat aside calmly, as if nothing had happened. It was really...
Shopkeeper Song shook his head.
Doctor Jiang also felt a little strange, not because of this girl's attitude. He was used to seeing life and death and the reactions of people facing life and death. He knew that people should not be judged by their appearance, and affection should not be shown on the surface.
He couldn't explain why he only noticed this girl. He always felt that the way she looked at him just now was inexplicably meaningful.
"Please come over here quickly." Shopkeeper Song said without looking at Jun Zhenzhen.
Doctor Jiang no longer stopped and walked inside.
The girls had already set up a stool in front of Fang Chengyu's bed, and Doctor Jiang sat down to take his pulse without even asking a polite question.
Everyone held their breath and kept silent.
Mrs. Fang, Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Song, the shopkeeper, all looked at Imperial Physician Jiang's expression nervously. As for what they were nervous about, only they knew in their hearts.
Dr. Jiang still remembered the Fang family. At that time, he did not come to see the doctor in person. Now he could not help but sigh when he saw it with his own eyes.
Life is death, this sentence could not be more appropriate for this young man.
He quickly retracted his hand and stood up.
"You are all aware of Master Fang's illness, so you should be more open-minded about it," he said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room looked uneasy.
Miss Jun smiled.
It seemed that Jiang Youshu was still not as good as her master. After her master passed away, she returned to the capital. Although she had no direct dealings with him, she heard that Jiang Youshu's skills surpassed her master's.
Just go beyond it. It doesn't matter to her. Her father is already dead.
However, to be able to invite Jiang Youshu, the man behind the scenes really has some tricks up his sleeve.
Miss Jun picked up the tea and took a sip again.
Others were already panicking.
"Dr. Jiang, what do you mean? Is there something wrong with Chengyu?" Shopkeeper Song asked anxiously.
"Of course there is something wrong. Don't you know that his health is very bad?" Doctor Jiang said.
Indeed everyone knows this.
"What about now? He wasn't so bad a few days ago." Shopkeeper Song Da asked.
Since he brought in Dr. Jiang, he has almost replaced the Fang family.
In the past, even half a day ago, Mrs. Fang would have taken this scene for granted, and she would have been full of gratitude to Shopkeeper Song. But at this moment, she only had hatred in her heart.
She wanted to eat the person in front of her alive, so much so that her eyes turned red.
With Fang Chengyu's true condition being concealed, she no longer had to hide her grievances, anger, sadness and pain.
For an old woman who has lost her husband, son and grandson one after another, any reaction is normal.
Doctor Jiang looked at their expressions.
"Now, it's even worse." He said with some pity, "The meridians are stagnant, the five internal organs are damaged, and it's already exhausted." (To be continued)