It was dark at night, and Chang Yuncheng walked into the house. The lights had already been lit, but it seemed empty and cold.
Qi Yue was not at home and took three girls with her.
Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but look back at the yard, which also felt empty.
Qiu Xiang, who was following him, watched his words and expressions.
"The young lady is not coming back tonight. She and the eldest lady have all stayed in Qianjin Hall, and the girls have already sent their bedding there." She said in a low voice.
Chang Yuncheng turned his head.
"Did I ask you this?" he said with a grimace.
Qiuxiang lowered his head, not afraid.
"..Your Majesty, I know you are worried about Yan'er. Miss Yan'er's surgery went very well. Just now when the girls came back to get things, they said that they had... um... um... recovered from anesthesia... Anyway, they just woke up.
Yes..." she said with a smile.
If you don't say this first, Chang Yuncheng glanced at this girl, said nothing, and just hummed.
He stood looking at the house for a moment, then turned and went out.
"Your Majesty." Qiuxiang, who was about to help him take off his cloak, shouted in confusion.
"I'm going to the study." Chang Yuncheng said and strode out.
In Qianjin Hall, right next to the operating room is a newly decorated ward.
"I call one, two, three, and everyone lifts it together," Qi Yue said.
"Young Madam, let me do it." A disciple said, wanting to take the mid laner from Qi Yue's hand.
"No, it's the first time. I'll do it. You can do it in the future." Qi Yue said.
Although it was a simple bed move, Hu San, Coffin Boy and Zhang Tong, each holding a corner, were also slightly nervous.
With Qi Yue saying one, two, three, Yan'er was steadily moved to the gurney.
Chang Chunlan was already waiting in the ward. Watching her sleeping daughter being pushed in, she couldn't help but shed tears.
Once again, the bed was moved by the middle bed, and Aru took Quezhi and Ahao to help Yaner cover Yan'er with a quilt and place the blood pressure monitor and thermometer.
"Will it hurt a lot?" Chang Chunlan choked up and asked Qi Yue.
Watching the operation with her own eyes, Chang Chunlan didn't know how she survived. If she had known it was so scary, she would have preferred not to have the operation...
"The ugly silkworm chrysalis can turn into a beautiful butterfly only after the pain of breaking out of the cocoon." Qi Yue said with a smile, "Anesthetics were used during the operation. It won't hurt. It's just after the operation..."
Chang Chunlan looked at her with tears in her eyes.
"But pain is also a good thing. Only when it hurts can we grow. It's bitter first and then sweet, first painful and then happy." Qi Yue smiled and patted Chang Chunlan on the shoulder, "Okay, you can stay here with me in bed at night.
It’s here, don’t worry, you’ll be able to see a new Yan’er in half a month.”
After walking out of the house, the disciples in the courtyard had not dispersed. Liu Pucheng was directing several disciples to sterilize instruments and indoors. Doctor An was watching carefully and occasionally asked a question or two.
Everyone quickly stopped when they saw Qi Yue coming out.
"Thank you for your hard work." Qi Yue looked at everyone, smiled, and then clapped her hands habitually.
Everyone was a little panicked when he said thank you for your hard work.
"What are we working hard for..."
"Young lady, thank you for your hard work..."
Some disciples reacted and said in confusion.
"Surgery cannot be done by one person." Qi Yue said with a smile, calling to Hu San, "Hu San, go and see which restaurant is still open. A table will be reserved for a dinner. I'll treat everyone to a midnight snack."
They had never been treated like this before, and the disciples didn't know how to react for a moment. Hu San already knew Qi Yue's temper, so he responded loudly, changed his clothes and ran out.
"Ms. Qi, you will make it impossible for me to do anything from now on." Liu Pucheng shook his head and smiled.
Qi Yue laughed.
"It's okay, teacher, you do what you can, and I'll do the rest." She smiled.
Liu Pucheng shook his head and smiled.
Dr. An, who had been sitting quietly aside, smiled slightly when he heard this.
Qi Yue came over.
"Doctor An, it's getting late, you should go back and rest quickly," she said.
"I only regret that my disciple is disabled and cannot serve the master..." said Dr. An.
Qi Yue chuckled.
"Dr. An!" she shouted in a loud voice, "are you serious about this?"
Dr. An smiled, just listening to those words, this girl, yes, it is a girl. In his impression, this girl is a vulgar, ignorant and dark woman. When he saw it with his own eyes, although the words he heard were still arrogant and sharp, but
I feel cheerful, frank, and open-minded.
What a strange feeling.
"Young lady is tired today, I'll take my leave first." He didn't answer, but said, cupping his hands.
Qi Yue didn't take it seriously, smiled and nodded and said hello.
She said that she had always been a polite person. As long as the other party was polite, Dr. An was polite from beginning to end. This old man gave her the same feeling as Liu Pucheng. As for Dr. An...
"Can't Doctor An leave yet?" Qi Yue asked hurriedly, "Have you made some sugar water for him?"
Dr. An was a little exhausted. Qi Yue felt that it shouldn't be due to fainting of blood. After all, he was a doctor. Even if he wasn't a doctor specializing in trauma, it was impossible that he had never seen blood, so he was frightened.
A disciple hurriedly replied that he would eat it even after he had boiled it.
"You're worthless, Madam Qi, don't pay attention to him." Old Doctor An shook his head and said, "Brothers, please help me carry him to the car."
Since having Qi Yue, the disciples of Qianjin Hall feel more and more respected. The more and more things they used to do are being added with the word "please, thank you, thank you." It feels so...
alright.
Several disciples laughed and hurriedly went away.
At the corner of the street, Chang Yuncheng has been standing for a long time. The lantern hanging outside Qianjin Hall is swaying in the wind, just like his heart. Go in? Not go in! Not go in? Go in!...
The person who performed the surgery was his niece, so it was only normal for him as an uncle to visit!
Chang Yuncheng finally raised his feet, but heard a sound, and the door of Qianjin Hall opened. He hurriedly hid in the shadows, and saw two disciples carrying a man into the carriage, and then pushing out a wheelchair.
Then he saw the figure of the woman.
Chang Yun's heart couldn't help but beat wildly twice. The smiling expressions of this and that woman were reflected under the red lantern...
As if she hadn't seen him for a long time, Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but stare at her face and couldn't bear to look away...
It was quiet again until the carriage left in front of the Qianjin Hall.
The woman said something to Liu Pucheng with a smile, and the smile on her face never faded from the beginning to the end.
Is she...so happy...not at all sad about what happened today? Or is she hiding it in her heart?
Chang Yuncheng stood in the shadow, wrapping his clothes tightly to avoid being blown by the night wind.
Qi Yue and others quickly went in, and the door was closed again.
Chang Yuncheng slowly walked out and walked to the door. In the night wind, he seemed to hear laughter coming from inside. He raised his hand, but in the end he did not drop it.
I don’t know how long I stood there, but I heard a burst of excitement, and several people came running from the other side of the street, laughing and joking.
"...I told you to replace that dish with roasted pig head, but you didn't listen..." Hu San complained, suddenly stunned, "Huh?"
He looked towards the road.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" The other disciples hurriedly followed, but all they saw was the dark night and the dim streets.
"I seem to see someone..." Hu San said with a frown, looking up.
"Fortunately we are here now and not in Yizhuang, otherwise my legs would be shaking from fear..." The other disciples laughed.
"The one who was trembling with fear was my nephew." Hu San said with a glare. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he hurriedly urged everyone in, "Hurry, the food has been delivered, hurry up and clean up the place..."
Everyone answered the door and entered. Before entering, Hu San glanced at the other side of the road.
"It seems to be the prince?" He said to himself. Someone called him from inside, so he answered and hurriedly went in.
Following closely behind was a car filled with food boxes, followed by no less than seven or eight waiters, who began to enter the Qianjin Hall in a noisy manner, and the whole street became agitated and lively.
Chang Yuncheng stood up from the shadow in the corner of the room, glanced at Qianjin Hall again, turned around and strode into the night.
Chang Yuncheng rested randomly in the study all night. When it was just dawn, he called the boy in and handed him a letter.
"Go..." he said.
The boy happily took it over before he finished speaking.
"It's for the young lady, right? Send it to me right now, and no one else will see it." He said with a smile on his face.
Thank God, the prince finally wants to apologize to the young lady.
Chang Yuncheng's face suddenly turned black.
"Get out!" he shouted, and kicked the boy, "go give it to Mr. Fan in the capital."
The boy was kicked and sat on the ground, his face turned pale with fright. He was obedient, he guessed wrong...
He didn't dare to say anything more and got up and ran away.
Chang Yuncheng's sullenness lingered all night and became even more depressing.
Why do you think he should bow to that woman?
He stood at the door of the study sullenly.
"Your Majesty." Two young men came over and bowed respectfully.
This was Dingxihou's messenger, Chang Yuncheng said yes.
"The Marquis asked you to pick up the young lady and bring her back," the boy said.
Chang Yuncheng said nothing with a sullen face.
The boys didn't say anything, they just stood still with their heads lowered and respectfully.
After a long time, Chang Yuncheng hummed.
The boys still stood still.
"Anything else?" Chang Yuncheng asked.
The boy raised his head and smiled awkwardly.
"Master Marquis, let us accompany the prince," they said.
Accompany? Just escort me!
Chang Yuncheng's face turned dark again, he clenched his fists, and finally loosened them, and took a step forward.
Well, this was not of his own free will!
The two boys heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the prince didn't hit them.
The two of them hurriedly followed.
Not far after walking out, I met the housekeeper. The housekeeper looked at Chang Yuncheng and smiled happily.
"Are you free? What are you doing here?" Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but asked angrily.
Is everyone waiting to see the excitement of bowing to that woman?
The housekeeper was still smiling and was not at all frightened by Chang Yuncheng's bad attitude.
"No, no, let me see if they are lazy. They always fail to clean the corners." He replied seriously.
Chang Yuncheng snorted coldly from his nose.
"Thank you so much for coming all the way here to check!" he said, emphasizing the words "here" and "here".
The butler saluted respectfully.
"It's not hard work, this is what an old slave should do." He said seriously.
What a housekeeper should do! What a housekeeper should do is to care wholeheartedly about the quarrel between the young master and his wife and their failure to reconcile!
Chang Yuncheng strode over with a blue face.
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Recommend Yu Fang's "East Bed"
A story about a female supporting character turning into a female protagonist*** (To be continued)
