Yan Funing clutched the prescription tightly. "Your Excellency's question is difficult to answer. It's your orange tree, so why are you asking me if I like it?"
She was too nosy and shouldn't have asked about the fruit trees.
"Madam." The man called her.
"Don't yell." She returned the prescription to him. "If you continue to behave like this, I'm sorry I can't see you today."
Fu Ciyi sighed and raised his hand to invite her: "Then please come into Miss Yan's study and write me a prescription first."
Only then did Yan Funing step into the house.
The moment she took a step, she let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the madman was currently injured, so she was not afraid that he would go crazy.
To put it bluntly, he couldn't catch up with her even if she walked fast.
Thinking of this, he went into the small study.
The study in the main courtyard was originally hers, and his study was in the side courtyard, adjacent to the nightmarish courtyard.
I haven't been here for many days, and the furnishings in the study are the same as before.
The bookshelf, desk, chair, and the four treasures of the study on the desk are all the same as before.
The medical books and notebooks on the bookshelf were still placed in the same position, as she had arranged them into categories, and the position of each book had hardly changed.
She left in a hurry on the day of the divorce, and took all her clothes and gold and silver with her, but left behind only the things in her study.
What she saw at this moment made her stand there in a daze.
Hearing the sound of soft footsteps behind her, she turned to look at him: "I have a request. After today's consultation, I want to take all these books with me."
"It's yours, so take it if you want. But I also have a request. Please have lunch with me today."
Yan Funing pondered for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."
"Thank you very much."
The man took light steps, gathered his sleeves, poured water and ground ink.
Yan Funing sat down and picked up the pen. After he finished grinding the ink, she dipped the ink and began to write a new prescription.
"You've lost too much blood. You should take two blood-tonifying herbs. The wound is too large and the injury is serious. We can't use strong medicine. Let's take it slow for now. Once you've recovered, we can change the prescription."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Soon, a prescription was written and she handed it to him: "Boil three bowls of water into one bowl, take once a day."
"Well, your handwriting has improved." The man's eyes fell on her, "You wrote the three characters 'Chengwenlou' very well."
"I just wrote it casually." She avoided his gaze and stood up. "Let's go for a follow-up consultation."
She would never say that she wrote hundreds of them and only chose that one.
Fu Ciyi took a step forward and said, "Let's go to the bedroom."
"Don't go to the bedroom, sit here." She called to him.
It is inappropriate to undress in the bedroom.
"Okay." The man turned around and sat behind the desk.
The two of them didn't say anything to each other, and the follow-up visit went smoothly. Yan Funing reapplied ointment on him and tied clean gauze on him.
At this time, Yu Liang's voice came from outside: "Master, Miss Yan, it's time to eat."
"I understand." Fu Ciyi responded and slowly put on his clothes.
Yan Funing was sorting her medicine box when she suddenly heard him ask, "If I want to take a bath, how do I treat my wound?"
"It's best not to let water touch the wound."
"But it's hot today."
Even in the palace, where he washed himself every day, he still felt that he had a body odor.
"Your leg is injured, so you absolutely cannot take a bath. If you do shower, do it quickly and try not to let the wound come into contact with water. If it does come into contact with water, dry it off as quickly as possible."
This was all she could say. How he did it was up to him.
Soon, the two went to the dining room.
Wan Niang and others are already waiting.
Hearing footsteps, Wan Niang stretched out her hand towards Yan Fu Ning: "Fu Ning, my child."
Yan Funing took a few quick steps and took Wan Niang's hand. She pursed her lips and said without calling anyone, "I heard from Bei Mo that your eyes hurt. I'll give you acupuncture after dinner."
"Okay, okay." Wan Niang's eyes were filled with tears.
She really wanted to hear her call her "mother" again, but then she thought that it was not easy for her to come to the mansion.
As a mother, she couldn't force her.
Then he asked everyone to sit down and have dinner.
Most people have something on their minds, and the cheerful faces and laughter of the past are no longer heard.
The only voice at the dinner table was Fu Beimo's. He was busy serving food to Yan Funing and Yan Bojian: "Sister-in-law, eat. Third Brother Yan, eat too."
Yan Funing then spoke: "Has Nan Yao ever come back?"
"He came back on the day of the third day's visit, had a quick lunch, and left in the afternoon." Wan Niang sighed, "He never came back the rest of the time. I don't know how the couple is doing."
Fu Beimo consoled her: "Don't worry, mother. If my sister is not doing well, she will come back and ask my brother to support her."
Yuanlian is a person who refuses to suffer any loss.
Besides, now that my brother has saved the emperor, the Ministry of Rites should give him some face.
Yan Funing thought about it and realized that most married women would miss their parents' home and would be eager to return every few days. Of course, there were exceptions, such as when the in-laws treated their daughter-in-law very well.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
When I raised my eyes, I met someone's cold eyes.
She quickly lowered her head and continued eating.
After dinner, I went to the reception room and gave Wan Niang acupuncture.
During the acupuncture session, she said to Yan Bojian and Caiyu, "Help me move the books. They are all in the small study. I will bring them back to the Yan family today."
Wan Niang closed her eyes and had silver needles stuck in her head.
As soon as I heard these words, my heart skipped a beat and I swallowed what I wanted to say.
"Yes, miss."
Caiyu agreed and took Yan Bojian to the main courtyard as if she was familiar with the route.
A quarter of an hour later, the acupuncture was over and all the books were loaded onto the carriage.
Yan Funing said goodbye.
Wan Niang wanted to persuade him to stay, but the words that came out of her mouth turned out to be this: "Fu Ning, when will you come again?"
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