Chapter 137 If she cures Zhong Yuan's illness, she will come to propose marriage and make her Zhong Yuan's legal wife
Ye Zhenghai left right after his son left. He was very happy today and had to go home for a drink. He hadn't drank and sang with his wife for a long time and missed it very much.
Chen Xiangxiu was surprised to see Ye Zhenghai coming back, looking tired but smiling. "Master! What makes you so happy?"
"Good news! Happy news!" Ye Zhenghai never hides his emotions in front of his wife, "Brother Yan's illness is expected to be cured, this is good news.
Doctor Du abandoned the bad habit of not passing on medical skills to outsiders and taught the wound suturing technique to the military medical department tonight. This is a happy event. Madam! Prepare some wine and food, and let's have a good drink."
Hearing this, Chen Xiangxiu was also happy and quickly asked the nanny beside her to prepare. Ever since her son got sick and the engagement was broken off, the family had been shrouded in sorrow and rarely had such a happy time.
"Master! Can General Weiwu's disease really be cured?" Chen Xiangxiu couldn't believe it. "That's a disease that even the imperial doctors in Kyoto can't cure. How come there is someone in Liangjun City who can cure it? Why have I never heard of it before?"
Ye Zhenghai had never told Chen Xiangxiu about taking Yan Hong to see Du Wanwan for medical treatment. There were so many things to do that he was busy all day long and had no time to walk around in the backyard. He had been resting in the outer yard these days.
"Of course, a miracle doctor has come to Liangjun City. Madam is not unaware of this." Ye Zhenghai mentioned Du Wanwan with a rare admiration in his eyes. "Doctor Du of the People's Hospital is a miracle doctor!"
It was rare to hear the master praise someone, so Chen Xiangxiu's eyes widened a little: "Master! What do you mean?"
The nanny led several maids to bring up wine and food, arranged them, then retreated respectfully and filed out one after another.
Ye Zhenghai invited Chen Xiangxiu to sit down opposite him, waiting for her to pour him a glass of wine: "Xiu'er! Do you know how advanced medical skills are needed to cure Brother Yan? Even the director of the Imperial Hospital in the capital couldn't do it, but Miss Du did it. Do you think she is a god?"
When the couple were alone, Ye Zhenghai liked to call his wife by her nickname to show his affection. Chen Xiangxiu used to call him "Brother Hai" but stopped calling him that when his children grew up.
I always call him "Master", and occasionally call him "Husband" when I am happy.
Chen Xiangxiu picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Ye Zhenghai. She took a small sip and felt relieved: "My husband is right. Miss Du is indeed a miracle doctor. The doctor who can cure the mighty general is a miracle doctor. If he were in the capital, he would be famous all over the world."
Ye Zhenghai took a sip of wine and picked up some food to eat: "This is nothing, the key is that Miss Du cares about the people and the military camp, which is really rare.
Tonight, at Zhongyuan's invitation, she went to the military camp to teach the techniques of making pills, making catgut, and suturing wounds.
He also said that he wanted to develop some kind of alcohol for cleaning wounds, which could disinfect wounds and reduce the risk of infection and high fever. What a capable person! "
"Yes! Miss Du is indeed a talented person. Not only is she a good doctor, but she is also kind-hearted and has a noble mind. She is really rare."
As soon as Chen Xiangxiu finished praising him, Ye Zhenghai took the opportunity to put forward his own idea: "Xiu'er! I have decided that if she cures Zhongyuan's illness, I will come to propose marriage and make her Zhongyuan's legal wife."
"What?" Chen Xiangxiu just raised the wine glass to his lips, but it fell on the table with a thud, and the wine spilled everywhere. "Husband! Are you serious?"
Ye Zhenghai was surprised: "Of course, when have you ever seen me tell a lie?"
"But..." Chen Xiangxiu's head was buzzing. She felt that things were going to get bad, and she advised earnestly, "Husband! Zhongyuan's marriage cannot be so hasty. He just broke off the engagement with the daughter of the Minister of Rites. He can't marry a woman who fled from famine, right?
As long as his illness can be cured, he can always find a girl from aristocratic family in Liang County. If he finds Miss Du, those people in Kyoto will laugh at him. "
"Just laugh, what are you afraid of?" Ye Zhenghai didn't take it seriously. He drank wine, ate food, and slowly analyzed with Chen Xiangxiu, "A noble lady from Kyoto? A lady from an aristocratic family? Which one can compare to Miss Du?
In terms of ability, appearance, and talent, who can compare to her? Xiu'er! Don't be fooled by those external things, you have to see the situation clearly. "
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiangxiu silently changed a wine glass, refilled it for himself, took a sip, and said unwillingly: "Zhong Yuan's situation in Kyoto is not good, but as long as he recovers from his illness, he is still the prince of Pingyang Marquis's Mansion. The wife's family background is too low, and she will be ridiculed for the rest of her life."
Ye Zhenghai did not respond immediately, but stared at his wife with a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "Xiu'er! This is not the situation I'm talking about. I'm referring to the people in Pingyang Marquis' Mansion in Kyoto."
Chen Xiangxiu was confused by his words: "What's wrong with the people in Pingyang Marquis's Mansion? The prince belongs to Zhongyuan, who can snatch him away?"
Ye Zhenghai was speechless. His wife was good in every way except that she would not think deeply about problems. He still needed her to give her some advice.
He lowered his head and drank all the wine in the glass, then poured himself a glass: "Xiu'er! It's true that the Crown Prince is our Zhongyuan. If the Crown Prince's wife doesn't favor us, can we still have a share in the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion?"
Chen Xiangxiu frowned, "I know that the noble lady in Kyoto is not on the same page with us. I agree with Zhongyuan's decision to break off the engagement. But he won't marry a woman who has fled from famine. At most, we can find one from the aristocratic families in Liangjun City!"
Putting down his chopsticks, Ye Zhenghai frowned for the first time: "What does a young lady from an aristocratic family know? How can she help Zhongyuan? Xiu'er! Can you not limit yourself to the idea of family background? To marry a wife, you must agree with her and you must not back down.
How many women from aristocratic families in Liang County City can meet this condition? Didn't you notice that Zhong Yuan has been with Miss Du recently? He said that she was his lifesaver and he wanted to repay her with his own body. "
"What? He dares?" Chen Xiang slapped the table with a huff. "His legal wife must not be a refugee. If this gets out, how can I face people?"
"Xiu'er! You disappoint me so much." Ye Zhenghai picked up the wine glass and drank it all, his tone sad, "We loved each other back then, and the old lady felt the same as you do now, thinking that your family background is not worthy. Judge others by yourself, why do you have to stop the woman Zhongyuan likes?
Face? What is face worth? Is face more important than my son's lifelong happiness? Back then, I withstood all the pressure and gave up everything in the capital for my own wish. I was willing to stay in Liangjun City and never return to Kyoto. Have you forgotten?"
Speaking of this, Chen Xiangxiu felt sad. She looked at Ye Zhenghai with tears in her eyes: "Husband! It was because of me that I made you realize how sad it is for a man to be forced to leave home.
If you hadn't wanted to marry me, you wouldn't have stayed in Liang County City, and you wouldn't have been unable to return to Kyoto. The old lady is really cruel and ruthless. "
(End of this chapter)
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