Thanks for adding more updates. I haven’t updated for a long time, and I feel bad about it. One of the plots I wrote is always unsatisfactory, so the speed has been very slow recently... I hope to get over this hurdle soon.
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Chang Yuncheng looked up at Mr. Xie in astonishment.
"Mother, why do you say this?" he asked, "Of course I listen to my mother..."
Xie looked at him and sneered.
"What did you do today?" she asked.
Chang Yuncheng hesitated...
"You enjoyed going out with that woman, didn't you?" Ms. Xie asked with a sneer, "It's not your father who forced you to do this, right?"
"No." Chang Yuncheng said hurriedly, "I...I just want to go to Qianjin Hall to have a look. After all...after all, this matter is related. I'll go see if there is anything else to do next.
, Yueniang, she wanted to go after hearing about it. She and Dr. Liu have shared weal and woe, and I have no reason not to let her go..."
Mr. Xie looked at him with a scrutinizing look on his face.
"Really?" she asked.
That's it...that's what he thought.
Chang Yuncheng nodded heavily.
"Don't go there in the future." Mr. Xie's face softened a little, and he stretched out his hand to pull him up and said, "What's so good about a drug store and a medical clinic? Those untouchables are like blood-sucking flies. Once they get stuck, you can't get rid of them. You can't get rid of them."
Further."
Chang Yuncheng stood up.
"Mother, they are okay," he said.
This child just said what he wanted and would not talk nonsense just to suit himself. Mr. Xie was not angry after hearing this, but felt more at ease, so he would not lie to himself.
"Your father has always done ridiculous things, but you always have to bear the consequences." Xie sighed and said, motioning Chang Yuncheng to sit down, "That woman didn't make trouble for you, right?"
Chang Yuncheng smiled unnaturally and shook his head.
"No, how dare she? Besides, what's there to cause trouble for?" he said.
"Is she the kind of person who knows what's appropriate?" Ms. Xie sneered disdainfully.
Chang Yuncheng touched his nose.
"Mom, actually, Yueniang, she...she..." he hesitated and said.
"She, I have my own plan, don't worry." Ms. Xie said, looking at Chang Yuncheng's tangled expression, she felt very distressed.
Because of this lowly servant, Chang Yuncheng couldn't have a comfortable life at home.
"It's almost the New Year, and I can't leave. You haven't seen your grandfather and the others for so long since you've been back, so why not go there as a New Year gift?" Ms. Xie said.
Chang Yuncheng nodded and said yes.
"When I first came back, I went to see my grandmother. She was not in good health, and I missed her very much," he said.
Speaking of her mother, Xie's expression became softer.
"Yes, she is older. If you can see her more often, just do it. I don't know next time..." she sighed.
Chang Yuncheng also looked a little sad. His grandmother's health had been not good. If...that woman went to see if she could be cured...
Will her mother like her more like that?
Chang Yuncheng's expression instantly became cheerful.
"I'll go get ready right now," he said.
"It's like when I was a kid, I would get anxious when I was told to go to my grandma's house." Ms. Xie said with a smile.
Chang Yuncheng touched his nose and resigned with a bit of embarrassment.
Mrs. Xie then reached out to look at the calendar book, discussed with Su's mother which day to go, and finally decided to leave the day after tomorrow.
"Go and talk to the Second Madam." Xie put down the book and said.
Mother Su was stunned for a moment. What did the prince say to the second lady when he returned to his grandmother's house? But she didn't ask any questions and went out.
Here, Chang Yuncheng returned to the yard and Qi Yue was already asleep.
".. The young lady and sister Aru were very tired and went to sleep when they came back..." Qiuxiang looked at Chang Yuncheng's face and said carefully, fearing that the young lady would be angry because she didn't wait for him.
Chang Yuncheng glanced at the hanging curtain of the compartment over there.
"Have you eaten yet?" he asked in a low voice.
Qiuxiang was stunned for a moment when she was asked.
"No..." she replied hurriedly.
Chang Yuncheng frowned and looked over there again before going in to change.
Qiuxiang rubbed her eyes. Oh my god, did I read that correctly? It seems that the prince's expression is...a little worried?
Qi Yue woke up in the middle of the night. The charcoal fire in the room was still burning warm. She stretched out her hand from the quilt and stood up by the light of the floor lamp.
Hearing the silence outside, it was obviously late at night.
Because she was used to leaving no one waiting in the house, Qi Yue got up to pour water by herself, then walked over to light the lamp when footsteps came from outside.
"Are you awake?" Chang Yuncheng's voice came from outside immediately.
Qi Yue was startled and watched him lift the curtain and come in.
He walked over wearing a home-style crab shell green tunic, trousers and soft cloth shoes.
"Are you such a light sleeper?" Qi Yue frowned and said, "Then you can't blame me for disturbing you."
Chang Yuncheng glanced at her.
This woman's mind is always different from ordinary people's, what she thinks about!
"Will you have a midnight snack?" he asked.
Qi Yue looked at him and drank some water.
"What are you looking at?" Chang Yuncheng was a little annoyed for no reason and a little panicked by her look. Did she guess that she had made it specially for her? This... this is so embarrassing...
"You're pretty." Qi Yue said casually, raised her head and drank half of the glass of water.
Chang Yuncheng was baffled by this clueless answer.
"I'm good-looking." He said in a low voice.
Qi Yue chuckled.
"Bring me the midnight snack." Chang Yuncheng was a little annoyed and turned around and shouted.
There was a soft sound of footsteps outside the door, and not long after, two little girls on night duty came in holding food boxes, placed them on the table, bowed respectfully and left.
Chang Yuncheng opened the food box, and the aroma immediately overflowed.
Qi Yue couldn't help but sniff, and her index finger moved.
"This is pork ribs and chestnut soup." Chang Yuncheng said as he brought it out.
Qi Yue sat down and rubbed her hands.
"You didn't put any medicine in it, did you?" She raised her head again and looked at Chang Yuncheng and asked.
"It's enough to poison a cow." Chang Yuncheng replied calmly.
Qi Yue laughed, reached out to take the bowl, and took a big bite.
"Hmm..." She raised her eyebrows, not bad, not bad, it tastes better than what she eats in modern times. After all, the meat and chestnuts here are all original and pollution-free, and the ingredients for making soup are also fresh and natural.
Chang Yuncheng sat down and filled a bowl for himself. The lamp on the table illuminated the people on both sides who met to eat happily and sweetly.
"You're not bad as a friend." Qi Yue said suddenly.
Chang Yuncheng's spoon stopped for a moment.
"You don't need to judge this." He said calmly.
Qi Yue curled her lips and stopped talking. She finished her meal in three bites and put down her bowl.
"Eat more." Chang Yuncheng said.
"No, I have to continue sleeping. I can't eat too much." Qi Yue waved her hands and stood up.
Chang Yuncheng lowered his head and bit into a piece of meat.
"Go to Shanning Mansion the day after tomorrow." He said.
Shanning Mansion?
"Your mother's natal family?" Qi Yue asked.
Why do you say it in such a convoluted way?
"My maternal grandfather's family." Chang Yuncheng said with a frown.
Qi Yue said, and stopped talking.
Chang Yuncheng drank the soup slowly. The night wind blew against the window, and the passing wind made the candlelight dance.
There were many people in the house, so this winter night had a different flavor.
The corners of Chang Yuncheng's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
"Hey, um, have you finished eating?" Qi Yue asked, "I want to sleep some more."
Chang Yuncheng stopped his hand and lowered his face.
The little girl packed up her things, re-smoked the incense and left. Chang Yuncheng also stood up and walked to his bedroom.
"Hey, thank you very much." Qi Yue said from behind.
Chang Yuncheng's footsteps did not stop, and he seemed to leave without hearing the curtain being raised.
This person is really... very contradictory. Qi Yue shook her head and blew out the lamp on the table.
Chang Yuncheng went to the house and closed the door. In the shadow of the lamp, the smile on his lips spread wide.
After waking up this time, Qi Yue looked carefully in the mirror.
"The red thread has disappeared a lot." Ah Hao said while combing his hair.
Ahru came in with some clothes, heard it and came over to take a look.
"Yeah, not bad." She looked at it carefully before nodding.
Qi Yue also looked at her.
"Well, you're not bad either." She smiled, "Sure enough, being young is good..."
Aru coughed.
"Young lady is only one year older than me, don't pretend to be old," she said with a smile.
Qi Yue laughed.
Ah Hao looked at them with envy.
"I plan to teach them suturing today." Qi Yue said to Aru, "You should also learn."
Aru nodded.
"Young Madam." Ah Hao suddenly called out.
Qi Yue and A Ru both looked at her.
Ah Hao was a little timid, but still mustered up the courage.
"I...I want to learn too," she said.
Qi Yue smiled and nodded.
"Okay." She said.
This time when I went out, Ah Hao was taken with me.
"Why are you learning this?" Quezhi asked curiously after hearing this.
"I also want to help the young lady like sister Aru." Ahao said.
Magpie Branch twisted her braid with her fingers, thinking deeply.
"I...want to learn too." She said suddenly.
Ah looked at her in surprise.
"I also want to help young lady." She looked at Ah Hao with a smile and said.
That day she saw with her own eyes how much of a sensation the young madam's magical skills caused...
She saw with her own eyes how arrogant and respectful the Marquis was in the face of such a sensation...
I saw those eyes of awe and adoration...
That feeling might be better than being your own concubine...
This time Chang Yuncheng did not follow, and there were two more girls beside Qi Yue, which attracted curious and shy looks from the disciples in Qianjin Hall.
Ahao stood behind Aru, still a little afraid of meeting people, while Quezhi was much more cheerful and took the initiative to smile at the disciples. Those who only smiled blushed and dared not look at her.
"Okay, okay." Qi Yue clapped her hands and looked at the tidied room. Tables and stools had been set up as she requested, "Everyone, please sit down."
The disciples responded, each holding their own needle-covered leather bags, looking for seats and sitting down one by one.
Ah Ru hesitated for a moment and then sat down with Ah Hao and Que Zhi.
Qi Yue stood on the stage, a little nervous. In fact, she had taken interns before, but this was the first time she was taught this step by step by a teacher. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and recall how the teacher taught her.
"Before we learn to suture, we need to understand many things first, such as human skin, muscles, and the tools we use..." she said while looking at everyone.
Before she finished speaking, she saw everyone standing up in panic, and the sound of tables, chairs and benches being moved interrupted her words.
"Master, how can you stand..."
"Yes, Master, how can we sit down while you are standing..."
Several disciples said in panic.
Qi Yue was stunned for a moment and laughed.
"Don't think so much, this is for the convenience of teaching." She said with a smile. After all, it took a lot of talking to get everyone to sit down, but everyone still couldn't sit comfortably, either sitting in a corner, or simply sitting in vain.
It was more uncomfortable than standing, so Qi Yue finally had to ask them to stand up too.
“…..The purpose of suturing is to bring the wound edges of the tissue that have been cut or separated by trauma to each other, eliminate the dead space, stop bleeding, early healing of the wound, and reconstruct the organ structure…”
"...There are many clinical methods of manual suturing...simple combined suturing..."
Although many words were like heavenly scriptures to the disciples, everyone could not bear to be distracted and wrote hard, carefully recording every word Qi Yue said.
Liu Pucheng walked in gently from the door, holding a sewing machine, paper and pen in his hand, indicating that everyone should not be too polite, walked to the last table, stood up, and began to listen carefully. ***(To be completed