After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

Recently, the business has declined, Cai Ying and Min Zhongke have contributed a lot, and the two are still able to cooperate.

While he was thinking about it, suddenly there was a noise from outside the garden.

"Master, Master, my servant, I beg you, I beg you, help Miss find a doctor."

He frowned slightly, "Tide sound."

Chaosheng immediately reported: "Master, it is the maid next to the young lady who is arguing with the servant at the door, saying that the young lady is ill. It sounds very serious. I hope we can help her find a doctor to take a look."

Get ill?

Not doing well during the day, but getting sick at night?

Or, use this excuse to favor him over?

Heh, Shen Juncheng groaned slightly, listening to Yueluo coming back and talking about her reaction, I thought she was a quiet one, but I didn't expect her methods to be so vulgar.

Yunxiu flicked, "Let Yueluo go for a walk and see if she is really sick. If she is really sick, find a doctor for her. If she is not sick, give me a warning."

He doesn't have the time to deal with such a small trick, and if he is not obedient, he will just get rid of it.

Yueluo led the order and hurried away with Cuiyan.

But after a while, Yueluo came back, "Master, the young lady seems to be really sick."

Shen Juncheng was about to take a bath, when he heard the words, the hand that lifted the girdle paused. Is he really sick?

"What's wrong?"

Yue Luo respectfully said: "The slaves don't know much either, so I kept listening to the young lady's call to be cold, and the quilt was wrapped in several layers, but when I touched her hand, the palm of my hand turned out to be very hot, maybe it was because of the cold and some fever."

Delicate, today it's just a little cooler, and it's just a cold.

After all, he continued to undress, "If it's cold, just go and find a doctor for her."

"Yes, young master." Yue Luo retired.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I suddenly heard the young master's voice: "Hold on."

"You said her palm was hot, so her face was red?"

"Master Hui, it's not red, but it's pale and pale, and it's been shivering all the time."

Shen Juncheng frowned, stopped the movement of undressing, and fastened the tie back, putting on the white gauze covering his eyes, "My young master will come over in person."

Yue Luo was startled, busy leading the way.

Cuiyan piled all the things in the house that could keep out the cold on the young lady. Seeing that the young lady was still screaming cold, her tears fell in a hurry.

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you? Miss, don't scare me."

In the middle of the night, not long after she fell asleep, she heard a thud next door and hurriedly got up to check.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the lady fell down in front of the closet, saying that it was cold and wanted to get the quilt, but it was too dark and she accidentally knocked over the chair.

Cuiyan hurriedly helped the young lady to the bed, went to the closet and took out a winter quilt. The young lady was wrapped tightly, but it was still cold. Cuiyan touched her forehead and hands, it was not cold, even It was too hot, but the arms and even the back were cold.

Where the palms and foreheads are normal, but her body is cold, so she hurriedly went to Qingjingxuan to find her uncle.

Here they are unfamiliar, who can she find as a little girl.

Footsteps sounded at the door, accompanied by a cough from time to time, and the back door was pushed open, Cuiyan turned her head, and when she saw the uncle came, she suddenly knelt forward and kowtowed hard, "Uncle, uncle, I beg You, help Miss find a doctor, Miss is really sick."

Shen Juncheng glanced at the person on the bed and said nothing.

Yueluo rushed forward, pulled up Cuiyan, and said, "Get up, Cuiyan, don't block the young master and help the young lady's pulse."

Cui Yan's eyes were hazy with tears, "Does the young master know the pulse?"

Yueluo explained, "Young master has been in poor health since he was a child, and he is also prone to colds. He has been in contact with doctors a lot, and naturally he has some medical knowledge. Don't make a sound, so as not to disturb the young master."

Cuiyan got up in a hurry and stood aside. My uncle is frail and has been with medicine for ten years. It is understandable to know some medical principles, and the pulse diagnosis is based on feeling, and it is okay to see it.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears and held back her sobbing, for fear of disturbing her uncle.

Shen Juncheng learned from Liang Guangwen, and his medical skills are not bad.

He lit his blind cane and walked forward pretending to be invisible. He also pretended to be weak and coughed twice.

When he got to the bed, he sat down gropingly and grabbed Su An'an's wrist.

His wrists were cold, his palms were hot, and his fingertips were on his pulse, and he understood.

Yu'er fooling around!

It gave her a cold ice powder.

Hanbingsan is a white powder, and it melts into the body immediately upon encountering body temperature. It only feels cold and has no symptoms, but after three hours, the coldness powder melts into the blood, and the attack begins.

Liang Mingyu's father is proficient in medicine, so his daughter can't understand anything. Yu'er is also very talented in using poison, and she often carries some tricking poison on her body.

It must be at noon, and Yu'er will leave.

Shen Juncheng frowned, this poison is well controlled, it will only make people cold overnight, the next day, the poison in the blood will gradually dissipate, it will be fine.

He believed that Yu'er was not so disrespectful, but Yu'er didn't know that Su Anan had a heart attack.

It was also just when she took the pulse for her that Shen Juncheng found out.

She probably brought this heart disease from her mother's womb, and she may have been taking care of it well in the follow-up, and she was also carefree, which caused her to have no heart disease.

It just so happened that the cold ice scattered, like an introduction, caused her heart disease, which made her look so serious now.

If it really happened to her overnight, I'm afraid it would be more fortunate...

But if he were to save him, he would have to waste one of his precious heart protection pills...

Shen Juncheng hesitated, do you want to save it?

It's just an informant of the Liu family, why don't we take this opportunity...

Su An'an's consciousness was already blurred, and her teeth were chattering with the coldness all over her body. She tightly wrapped the thick quilt on her body and curled up together.

In a trance, she felt as if she had returned to Poor Man's Lane again, on a snowy day.

It was so cold that day, no matter how tightly she wrapped the shattered cloak on her body, she couldn't stop the pervasive chill. She was extremely cold and terrified.

It was the feeling of dying, clearly feeling that life was passing by, melting away little by little.

But she doesn't want to die.

She wanted to live so much, wanted to hear Cuiyan calling her to eat hot red bean and barley soup again, wanted to hear her mother Zeng lovingly say, "An An, come on, put on your cape, don't freeze."

A warm scene flooded in her memory, as if she had returned to her childhood, back to her mother.

mother, mother...

Su Anan shouted incoherently, "An An is so cold, so cold, mother, mother..."

Shen Juncheng lowered his eyes and looked at her.

She was pale and tight, curled up into a small ball, looking extremely vulnerable.

Suddenly, the warm colors in the memory faded, and the mother's figure suddenly disappeared.

Su Anan opened his eyes suddenly.

Her pupils were dilated, and she couldn't see everything in front of her at all, but only the whiteness she saw was real.

That smear of whiteness was like the swirling and amorous white snow before her death in her previous life, covering her and burying the filth all over her body.