In the 21st century, Chen Qingqing transmigrated to become cannon fodder in Nanshan Village of the Great Ning Dynasty. In a year of famine and a waning moon, her wicked grandmother, to support her ...
Chapter 84 Regret
Fan Tong enjoyed himself for three days.
On the first day, I was very nervous, fearing that the itching would recur.
The next day, feeling refreshed, he completely let down his guard, changed his clothes, and went to Zui Xiang Lou to find two girls and spent the night happily together.
On the third day, the two girls kneaded and massaged him, and they took care of him until every hair on his body felt relaxed.
I couldn't help but pick up my gun and go into battle again. I was so happy.
After this, he was so tired that he felt dizzy and dragged his limp body back home.
After three consecutive days without any itch in his belly, Fan Tong felt that he had completely recovered.
He thought that Chen Qingqing was just fooling him with all those mysterious words, and that she was just trying to get more medical fees.
Thinking of this, he immediately ordered that Chen Qingqing was not allowed to enter the gate of Fan's house again, and if she dared to come to ask for the medical fee, she should say that she had already paid it.
After explaining everything, Fan Tong was secretly proud of himself. He thought he was really smart. Not only did he cure the itching, but he also saved twenty taels of silver. It was really a double blessing!
Unexpectedly, joy can lead to sorrow. Last night, he was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt an itch in his stomach.
After a night of tossing and turning, the itching not only did not ease, but became more and more severe.
At this moment, Fan Tong was lying on the bed, itching so much that he kicked and scratched his feet, and kept shouting,
"Hurry, go see if Miss Chen is here. Let her give me a few injections. I'm itching to death."
Mrs. Fan was sweating with anxiety and kept trying to comfort him, "Master, please be patient for now. I have sent someone to invite Miss Chen. She should be here soon."
"Ouch, I can't take it anymore. I'm dying of itchiness," Fan Tong tilted his neck and shouted to Shi Taishou who was standing beside him, "Come here quickly and tickle me."
Shi Taishou secretly despised him. He didn't even listen to the doctor's words. He deserved to suffer. How could he not be itchy to death?
Although he cursed Fan Tong in his heart, he pretended to be concerned on his face.
"Oh my dear, why did you have to endure this? I'm so heartbroken. I really want to suffer for you." Shi Taishou gently tickled Fan Tong's belly. "Master, how do you feel? Do you feel better?"
Fan Tong frowned and said, "Try harder. It seems to be getting more itchy the more you scratch it."
"Master, is this enough strength?" Shi Taishou increased the strength of his hands.
Fan Tong felt as if countless ants had crawled into his belly. No matter how hard he scratched, it didn't relieve the pain. Every piece of flesh on his belly was itchy and unbearable. He really wanted to uncover his belly and get rid of the hateful itch from his body.
He grimaced from the itchiness and growled impatiently, "Don't scratch it, it's too smelly. Go and see if Miss Chen has arrived. If not, send someone to urge her."
"Okay, okay, sir, I'll go right away." Shi Taishou didn't dare to delay and walked out quickly.
Seeing his father yelling and yelping from the itch, Fan Hun rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, "Dad, just bear with it and stop yelling. It's making my head hurt."
"You little brat, it's easy for you to say that. How can I bear it? It's really easy to talk without any pain in the waist."
"Who can you blame for this? It's all your own fault."
"What did you say, you idiot?" Fan Tong was shaking with anger. "What do you mean it was all my fault? Am I itchy?"
Fan Hun curled his lips in disdain. "Dad, don't be offended. If you had invited Miss Chen in yesterday, you wouldn't have to suffer this."
"Shut up! You're blaming me!" Fan Tong sat up abruptly, his eyes blazing with anger. "Do you think I want to suffer this? I came here to save the twenty taels of silver. You know, this disease is so stubborn. I shouldn't have turned Miss Chen away yesterday."
"Alright, Dad, stop glaring at me when you talk to me. Miss Chen is such a good girl, how can you go against your conscience and not want to pay her the consultation fee?"
Thinking of Chen Qingqing, Fan Hun was intoxicated. Such a beautiful girl, who could also heal illnesses, was really the one he liked. He complained unhappily,
"I told you at the time that I had a crush on Miss Chen, but you said you also wanted to take her as a concubine, and kept asking me to give up the idea.
Since Dad likes her, as a son I certainly cannot compete with you, but you take action now. Instead of doing a good thing, you want to refuse to pay the twenty taels of silver.
Knowing that you are so unreliable, I have to communicate with Miss Chen.
Maybe she has become your daughter-in-law now. With her in our family, why do you have to suffer this? What kind of thing did you do? "
Fan Tongyi was immediately furious when he heard this. "You unfilial bastard, what are you talking about? I'll beat you to death."
"Mom, look at my dad. He doesn't admit what he said and even wants to hit people." Fan Hun hurriedly hid behind Mrs. Fan.
Mrs. Fan glared at her son in disapproval, "Hun'er, your father is already so ill, so stop exposing his shortcomings and embarrassing him."
"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore."
As soon as Fan Hun finished speaking, Shi Taishou hurried in, "Master, Madam, Wang Er, who went to pick up Miss Chen, is back."
Mrs. Fan was delighted. "Great! Please invite Miss Chen in."
"Madam, Miss Chen is not here."
Mrs. Fan was stunned. "What's going on? Why didn't Miss Chen come?"
"Madam, let Wang Er talk to you!" Shi Taishou shouted outside the door, "Wang Er, come in quickly and tell Madam what's going on. Why didn't Miss Chen come?"
Wang Er lowered his head and walked closer. "Your Excellency, Miss Chen said that the master is terminally ill and has missed the best time for treatment. Even if she came, there would be nothing she could do."
"What? This means that the master is dying." Mrs. Fan was shocked when she heard the bad news. Her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She came to Fan Tong tremblingly and started crying with her mouth wide open.
"Master! Your life is too hard. You are going to die at such a young age. You can't just abandon us mother and son like this!"
Fan Tong was completely stunned, almost peeing on the bed with fear. He pointed at Wang Er and said, "You, you, you, don't scare me. What did Miss Chen say? Repeat it again without missing a word."
"Master, I dare not lie. Miss Chen said that even if she came, she would be powerless. Let me tell you, while you can still eat and drink, enjoy the rest of your life!"
Wang Er was worried about being punished, so he fell to his knees with a thud.
Fan Tong's eyelids rolled back and he almost fainted. He regretted it so much. He knew that Chen Qingqing was not lying. No matter what he said, he would not risk his life just to save twenty taels of silver.
"Madam, what should I do now? Am I just going to wait for death at home?"
Seeing Fan Tong's pale face and tears welling up in his eyes, Fan Hun felt a little sad. He said with red eyes, "Dad, you are leaving at such a young age. I can't bear to see you go!"
"Hun'er, Daddy can't bear to leave you either. Daddy doesn't want to die!" Fan Tong pouted and burst into tears...