"Madam, are you alright?" The maid handed her a clean handkerchief and then gently patted her back.

Fan Yuejia wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, her face as pale as paper. She would never go back into that house again, no matter what.

That's absolutely terrifying!

The maid helped the old lady into the room, where the smell was so strong that it was hard to breathe.

She secretly glanced at the old lady, whose expression remained unchanged, while the maidservant gritted her teeth and endured it.

The doctor sat by the bed to examine Yu Shicheng, whose body was covered with ulcers and swelling, and was pierced with silver needles. His hands, which were hanging limply by the bed, were covered with a handkerchief, and the doctor was taking his pulse through the handkerchief.

Not far from the bed, a servant was squatting on the ground wiping the floor.

The ground was covered with dark red bloodstains, some of which had been there for so long that they could not be wiped off and had turned dark brown.

An incense burner was continuously emitting smoke, filling the room with the stench of death and decay.

The maid glanced at her once, then turned her head away, afraid to look again, lest she end up like the young mistress.

When Madam Yu saw Yu Shicheng's miserable state, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked the doctor who was taking his pulse.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

The doctor opened his eyes, withdrew his hand, and slowly said, "Madam, the young master has reached his limit."

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Madam Yu's eyes instantly. "Is there any other way?"

The doctor shook his head and sighed.

"Madam, please forgive my incompetence. The young master's body has long been hollowed out by the Five Stones. As you can see, even his body is gradually decaying..."

Even though the doctor hadn't finished speaking, Madam Yu understood. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at her emaciated son on the bed.

He used to be a handsome, gentle, and refined young man. How did he end up like this?

As she was thinking, Old Madam Yu couldn't catch her breath, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Seeing that something was wrong, the maidservant quickly stepped in to cushion the fall, thus preventing Old Madam Yu from getting hurt.

The floor-cleaning servant hurriedly threw down his rag and ran over, "Madam, what's wrong?"

The doctor stood up, and together with the servant, helped Madam Yu to a low couch. The doctor then took her wrist and began to check her pulse.

Fan Yuejia, ignoring her nausea, rushed in from outside the door. "Doctor, how is my mother?"

After taking her pulse, the doctor said, "The old lady's condition is caused by excessive worry, leading to liver qi stagnation, depression, and emotional instability. I'll prescribe some medicine, and she should go home and rest well. I'll also have someone stay by her side to comfort and guide her. Once she gradually comes to terms with things, she will naturally get better."

Fan Yuejia turned her head and instructed the servant to find someone to bring a sedan chair.

After hearing the doctor's diagnosis, the head of the Yu family fell into deep thought.

He felt an indescribable grief; this was the successor he had personally nurtured, and he had been rendered useless.

The head of the Yu family began to consider what would happen next, and he realized that his health was deteriorating day by day.

No, he had to make arrangements for the Yu family's future before the meeting.

Therefore, the head of the Yu family summoned all the elders of the Yu family.

After the ancestral hall was opened, Yu Shida was adopted by Madam Yu, becoming her legitimate son, so that after Madam Yu's death, he could continue to lead the Yu family forward.

When Madam Yu regained consciousness and learned of this three days later, she was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The matter is settled, and no amount of arguing or making a fuss will change anything.

"Fine! Fine, Yu Yunzhong, I really misjudged you."

With a headband tied around her head, Old Madam Yu was so angry that she kept pounding the bed.

The maid brought in the medicine after it was brewed, and said kindly, "Madam, the medicine is ready."

In a fit of anger, Old Madam Yu slammed the medicine bowl aside, shouting, "I won't drink it! Get out! Where's Cui'er?"

The medicine was spilled on the maid, and the bowl fell to the ground and shattered. The maid was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back and landed on the ground.

"Please spare me, Madam! When you fainted, Sister Cui'er cushioned your fall, which is why you weren't hurt."

"However, the doctor said that Sister Cui'er has broken two ribs and needs to rest in bed for a while. During this time, I will take care of the old lady."

"Useless thing!"

Madam Yu stared blankly at the top of the tent, muttering to herself, it was unclear whether she was talking about Cui'er, Yu Shicheng, or herself.

Yu Xunmei entered the room and gestured for the maid to leave.

When Madam Yu came to her senses and saw Yu Xunmei sitting by the bed, she looked displeased.

"Did you come to see if I'm dead yet?"

Despite her mother's harsh words, Yu Xunmei was not angry and tried to comfort her.

“Mother, the Yu family is going through a difficult time right now, with external threats still looming. We should unite and stand together against them. If you, Mother, were to act so irrationally, not only Father, but even Brother would certainly not approve.”

"How dare you mention your brother!" Old Madam Yu suddenly became hysterical, as if she were going crazy. "He loved you so much, and what have you done to him?"

Yu Xunmei looked at her fingers, which were slender and fair, covered in balsam juice.

After a long while, she smiled with satisfaction and said, "Mother, flies don't land on eggs without cracks. How can you put all the blame on your daughter? It breaks my heart!"

Old Madam Yu stared at her with a vicious look.

“If you agree to marry into Cangwu County and help your brother, then why would the concubine take your place?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Xunmei choked, and her face, which had always worn a faint smile, twisted in the blink of an eye, her eyes turning fierce.

She slowly stood up and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on her skirt.

She said casually, "Mother, do you know what kind of life my half-sister, who married into Cangwu County, is living every day? The family you chose for her is rotten to the core. There are at least twenty or thirty concubines in the backyard. My half-sister has only been married for a little over a month, and her husband has already taken the three maids who served her personally into his own household."

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