Chapter 437 Lei Yingying is here
Lei Yingying nodded quickly: "Just arrived."
"Cai Die has already gone in for acupuncture. We can only wait outside and not disturb Court Judge Song."
Lei Yingying pulled Wen Zhenyi over and said, "How could this happen? We received her letter, but we didn't find any clues."
“There’s really no way to tell.”
Lei Yingying sighed, walked over to Lord Meng and the others to say hello, then walked over to Wen Zhenyi and waited with her.
Wen Zhen saw that her lips were a little chapped and said, "Go down and rest for a while. It's not easy for you to rush back all the way."
"I'd better wait here with you, otherwise I won't feel at ease."
Wen Zhenyi asked the maid to bring her some water and food: "Drink some water and eat something first."
Lei Yingying didn't hesitate and took the cup and took two gulps, choking and coughing.
Wen Zhenyi raised his hand and gently patted her back to calm her down: "Slow down, no one is competing with you."
Lei Yingying recovered and waved her hands: "No, it's okay."
When Wen Zhen saw that she was fine, he turned his attention back to the closed door.
"Ah!" Meng Caidie's scream of pain was heard.
"Colorful butterfly."
"mother."
Wen Zhenyi immediately had someone stop the people who were about to rush over: "Calm down, if you go in like this, not only will you be of no help, you might even hurt her."
Lord Meng's hands were clenched into fists and his eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
Meng Caidie's painful voice came from the room.
Lei Yingying stopped eating. She held Wen Zhenyi's hand tightly, as if this could give Meng Caidie strength.
Wen Zhenyi patted her hands and said, "Relax a little."
Lei Yingying took a few deep breaths and tried hard to relax herself.
Chen Hanxing and the others came to check on them several times during the trip. One reason was that they were afraid that the children would disturb Song Yuanpan, and the other was that there were many people in the yard, so the noise would increase accordingly.
The same goes for Old Lady Wen and the others, who come to take a look from time to time and ask about the current situation.
Wen Zhenyi and the others had been standing outside for a while, but they didn't hear Meng Caidie's voice, which made them very nervous.
Madam Meng pulled Master Meng's hand and asked, "Why, why is there no sound?"
Lord Meng was unsure: "Wait a little longer."
Lei Yingying pulled Wen Zhenyi's hand and asked softly, "Yiyi, will it be..."
"Don't let your imagination run wild. Wait until Court Song makes his decision."
Lei Yingying stopped talking and just looked at the closed door quietly.
They didn't know how long it took before the door slowly opened.
Song Yuanpan walked out weakly, with sweat on his forehead.
Wen Zhenyi and the others hurried to help him: "President Song, are you okay?"
Court Judge Song was sitting in a chair, not even having a sip of water when Lord Meng anxiously asked, "Court Judge Song, how is my daughter?"
"Can't you just let me drink some water?"
"My daughter is in here, how can I not be anxious?"
"Not dead."
"real."
Court Judge Song rolled his eyes at him and said, "You can't go in and see for yourself."
Lord Meng and his family really ignored Song Yuanpan's decision and ran to the room to see Meng Caidie.
Even Lan Yingying ran in to see.
Wen Zhenyi poured a cup of tea for Court Judge Song: "Thank you for your hard work, Court Judge Song."
"Don't you want to go in and take a look?"
"Knowing that she's okay is enough."
"To be honest, it was all thanks to someone who used acupuncture to warm her up, otherwise I would have no way to help her." Court Judge Song took a sip of tea to calm himself down a little.
"It's also thanks to your superb medical skills."
"I'm old now. If it were in the past, I wouldn't be so useless." Court Judge Song waved his hand.
"Traditional Chinese medicine is accumulated bit by bit by you."
Song Yuanpan put down his teacup and looked at her: "Princess Jingle, I heard that your Yixing Academy teaches children pharmacology?"
"Yes, Shi Xuan is teaching this course."
"It's the young doctor who came with you."
"Well, he said it was his father's wish, that it would not be so difficult for people to see a doctor in the future."
"That's rare. But why do you have such an idea?"
"Do you mean to open a pharmacology course?"
"Um."
"Every doctor has his own set of diagnosis and treatment methods, which he only wants to pass on to his descendants. I am afraid that one day these skills will be lost."
"How come?"
"You can ensure that your descendants can pass on these skills. Everyone knows that you can't put all your eggs in one basket, and the skills you have mastered are also these eggs."
Court Judge Song was slightly stunned and looked at the teacup in his hand: "Lost."
"Only when more people master these subjects can they continue to innovate in these subjects and save more people, right?"
"You're right. I wonder if your academy still accepts teachers."
"I've built a few more academies, and now I'm short of people. Does Court Judge Song have any recommendations?"
"I will be retiring after the New Year. Hearing what you said, I would like to work at your One Star Academy."
“It’s a real honor for the kids.”
"We agreed that when you go back, I will go back with you."
"Of course, no problem."
Song Yuanpan had almost finished his rest and stood up, patting his clothes. "That young doctor is quite good. Why don't I take care of him while you stay in the capital?"
"I think he will be very happy." After saying that, he asked someone to call Shi Xuan over.
When Shi Xuan heard that Song Yuanpan wanted to teach him medical skills, he hurried back to his room, picked up his medicine box and two sets of clothes, and was about to follow him.
Court Judge Song looked at Shi Xuan and said, "He is really obsessed with medical skills."
"He likes everything related to medical skills. He even asked me to teach him the art of suturing."
"What is the art of suturing?"
"You can ask Shi Xuan to teach you this."
Court Judge Song pointed to Meng Caidie's room and said, "She's no longer in danger of death, but her health isn't as good as it used to be. She often gets infected with typhoid fever, so she needs to be more careful."
"Thank you, Court Judge Song."
"I have to go back to the palace to work, so I'll take the person with me." After saying that, he took Shi Xuan and left the Princess's Mansion.
Wen Zhenyi then went to Meng Caidie's room and saw that everyone in the Meng family, young and old, was crying.
Meng Caidie was lying on the bed, too weak to speak, but there was a smile on her face and vitality in her eyes.
Lan Yingying was secretly wiping away her tears.
Wen Zhenyi walked up to her and handed her a handkerchief: "Don't cry, Caidie is no longer in danger of her life. We should be happy for her."
"I'm just happy."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the Meng family and said, "Master Meng, let Caidie rest for a while. You see, she can hardly open her eyes."
Lord Meng and the others wiped their tears and let Meng Caidie have a good rest.
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