Chapter 179: If it is the words of the miracle doctor, the young master can be kept safe
After Madam Hou finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and a figure reappeared in her mind: "Speaking of excellent medical skills, I think of someone."
"Madam, please tell me." The wet nurse had taken care of the young master for a month or so and had some feelings for the child.
It is better for a child to survive than to die young.
"Do you still remember the Divine Doctor Bai who cured Yan'er's leg disease? He was the one recommended by Liu Mingyue. He could even cure Yan'er's leg disease. It was just a pediatric disease. He might have a solution."
Even though Liu Mingyue had already divorced Tan Zhuoyan, Mrs. Hou still felt uncomfortable when she mentioned this person.
"Madam, are you talking about the medical genius, the Divine Doctor Bai Ziyu?" The doctor's eyes lit up as if he saw hope.
The Marquis's wife nodded, and the doctor was relieved: "If it is a miracle doctor, the young master can be safe."
"Yes, how could I forget about that miracle doctor! I will go and invite him here right now!" Lu Yin stood up and went to ask for help.
In order to prevent the people in the Marquis' Mansion from digging too much about him, Bai Ziyu simply rented a house in the capital. During the time he was treating Tan Zhuoyan, he lived in the rented house. When Lu Yin went there, she couldn't find him.
When Lu Yin found the house where Bai Ziyu used to live, it was already deserted and there was no trace of Bai Ziyu.
The Marquis's wife was anxiously waiting in the Marquis's mansion. When she saw Lu Yin coming back outside the door, she stood up anxiously and asked, "Is the miracle doctor willing to come?"
"Madam, I found the residence of the miracle doctor and discovered that he has been living there. I asked the neighbors and they all said that the miracle doctor moved away a long time ago. As for where he moved to, no one knows." Lu Yin looked at the little prince who was held by the wet nurse with a dejected face.
Bai Ziyu has a cold personality. He would not associate with anyone unless he gets along with that person. Therefore, his neighbors are not familiar with him. When he moved, no one knew where he moved to.
"How could it be? Is it really God's will that this child should die?" The Marquis's wife slumped back into her chair, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"Madam, the young master is a man of good fortune. He was born despite all the difficulties. I think God is merciful."
Lu Yin was afraid that the marquis' wife would give up on the young master, so she hurried to speak for him, hoping to make the marquis' wife have some sympathy for him.
After hearing what Lu Yin said, Madam Hou looked at the baby in the cradle and sighed: "Right now I just hope my grandson can survive."
The day after the young master fell seriously ill, the people at the Zhou Mansion were as anxious as those at the Marquis' Mansion when they learned of the child's illness.
When the housekeeper came to pass on the message, Zhao Yinlian was watching Zhou Changying copying the policy paper. She was so shocked that the ink block in her hand fell on the inkstone, and the ink splashed on the table. The absent-minded Zhou Changying was even more excited than Zhao Yinlian: "My little nephew is sick?"
"The original message from the Marquis' Mansion is that the young master has a high fever for a day and a night and the situation is probably not good. Madam, would you like to go over and take a look?"
The eldest daughter had died in childbirth, and the Zhou family was unable to cope on their own. The housekeeper glanced at the young master, wondering if the lady could spare the time to visit the child.
"Changying, you need to remember what the teacher said in class yesterday. There are still ten pages left to copy. I'm going to the Marquis's Mansion to see your little nephew first. Before you come back, you have to finish copying the essays yourself, understand?"
Although Zhao Yinlian was instructing her son, she had no time to pay attention to Zhou Changying. She was already walking out while she was talking.
"Mom! Will my nephew get better?" Changying clutched the corner of his clothes, his delicate brows tightly furrowed.
Zhao Yinlian paused as she was walking out, took a steady look at her son, and answered in a resounding voice, "Yes."
The housekeeper had already harnessed the carriage and was waiting at the gate of the mansion. Zhao Yinlian did not even bother to change into decent clothes and went to the mansion in ordinary clothes. Zhao Yinlian felt uneasy all the way. When she saw that her little grandson was in a worse condition than before, her heart seemed to be pulled.
The little baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes. Because he had a fever, his skin was red and his breathing was so weak that it was inaudible.
Looking at this child, Zhao Yinlian couldn't help but think of the hardship of her own daughter dying in childbirth. Although she knew that this child was very likely not to survive, she still couldn't bear to let him go: "Madam, what did the doctor who came to see say?"
"I asked people to invite the best doctors in the capital several times, but they were helpless." The former noble lady was exhausted.
"It is said that Divine Doctor Bai might be able to find a solution, but when Lu Yin went to look for him at his residence, he had already moved away and no one knew where he had gone."
The Marquis's wife looked worried, and her eyes were dark blue because she had not slept all night taking care of the child.
"I didn't like Liu Mingyue before, but now I'm thinking, it would be great if Liu Mingyue was still in the capital. Then I can ask her if she knows the whereabouts of the miracle doctor. Doesn't she have some friendship with the miracle doctor? But even Liu Mingyue has left the capital."
The marquis's wife leaned over to look at the child in the nurse's arms, and reached out her hand to gently touch the child's cheek.
The young master's body temperature was higher than her hand. The marquis's wife retracted her hand, feeling ironic and ridiculous for wanting to see Liu Mingyue.
The Marquis's wife had something hidden in her mind and did not notice that Zhao Yinlian had a strange look on her face when she talked about Liu Mingyue.
During the time when her daughter was in the mansion, Zhao Yinlian and Zhou Baili could not meet often, but they could exchange letters. In the letters, Zhou Baili would tell Zhao Yinlian about what happened every day, including the conflict that occurred in Ruyi Pavilion.
Zhao Yinlian remembered that her daughter said that she met a woman who looked similar to Liu Mingyue in Ruyi Pavilion.
When reading the letter written by her daughter, Zhao Yinlian did not take the matter to heart.
After divorcing Tan Zhuoyan, Liu Mingyue left the capital. Aunt Liu was dead, and even if she wanted to go back to the Zhou Mansion, Zhao Yinlian would not agree. It was tactful of her to leave the capital on her own.
It can be said that when one is seriously ill, one will try any possible cure. At that time, Zhao Yinlian did not think that the person her daughter met was Liu Mingyue, but when she heard Mrs. Hou mention the miracle doctor, she felt that her hope for her grandson's recovery lay with Liu Mingyue.
The person her daughter met in Ruyi Pavilion might be Liu Mingyue. After all, Zhao Yinlian knew very well how the scar on Liu Mingyue's face appeared.
"Madam, why are you so worried after leaving the Marquis' Mansion? The young master is a lucky man and will be fine. Don't worry too much, or he will fall ill." The nanny beside her comforted her softly.
The situation of the Zhou Mansion is precarious, and everyone in the Zhou Mansion, from top to bottom, is not immune to the impact. Nanny feels sorry for Zhou Baili's child, but she is more afraid that Zhao Yinlian will fall ill due to excessive worry.
"I was thinking that Liu Mingyue might not have left the capital at the time. Since she was on good terms with the divine doctor, couldn't the divine doctor see that she was poisoned? Maybe the poison on her face had already been cured."
The fire in the carriage was about to go out, and the light in Zhao Yinlian's eyes flickered.
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