Chapter 2 Chapter 2 It has been a long time since he last came in late at night...
During these three years, the two had quarrels of varying sizes, but Chen Ying never gave up on him because Chen Jinshi was entrusted to her by the general.
No matter how naughty or disobedient he was, she would still care for him and take care of him.
He had not received the care and love of his biological mother, so she forgave him for his untaught rudeness.
This is her way of repaying a favor and also her sense of propriety.
But no matter how much care and concern we receive, there is a limit.
"Brother Shi, you've grown up now, stop being unreasonable."
Chen Jinshi wanted to say something.
She looked at him quietly, her eyes narrowed, as if there were surging waves hidden in them. She didn't need to say anything, just warned him in silence.
Just at this moment, Chen Xing's wife brought the medicine.
In the hall, Chen Ying sat at the head of the table, with her elbows resting on the armrests of the chair. Although she was dressed like an unmarried Han Chinese girl, she had the dignity of a mistress between her brows.
Chen Jinshi sat below her, his head buried at this moment.
"Chen Jinshi, drink the medicine and then go back to your room."
In the past three years, he drank the medicine she prescribed every day, and his asthma improved significantly.
At first, he often had attacks, and he loved to play with swords and sticks. He was especially prone to attacks at the hour of Yin in the middle of the night.
Chen Ying had already prepared medicine for him, but she had just entered the mansion at that time, and he didn't believe her kindness at all. He just thought she wanted to kill his stepmother.
I remember one time when he had a severe attack at night, she forced him to drink half a bowl of bitter medicine and pinched a few acupuncture points on his back, and finally he was able to breathe some air into his throat.
Then he overturned the medicine bowl and shouted at her, "Get out! Even if I die here, it has nothing to do with you!"
Chen Ying completely ignored his rudeness, held him in her arms and comforted him carefully: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, don't be angry."
Anger can also cause asthma attacks. Chen Ying was advising him with good intentions.
Chen Jinshi should have been even angrier when she held him in her arms, but the soft touch on her lips and nose brought him back to the day she first came.
That day, he, his brother Chen Jinxing, and his sister Chen Jinyun hid behind the roots of a tree. When their father returned triumphantly, they should have gone out to greet him, but they saw their father helping another woman down from the carriage.
She stood by the shaft of the cart, like a saxaul tree that had been moved by the wind from Loufan to Jinling. Her eyes were extremely bright, and when she looked over, her gaze was a bit nonchalant, but more piercing than that of an eagle.
Their father called them over. Eleven-year-old Chen Jinshi didn't move. Fifteen-year-old Chen Jinxing took the first step, followed by five-year-old Chen Jinyun who also timidly went over.
The woman leaned forward slightly and waved at him. Bewitched by her eyes, he walked over and was immediately embraced by her.
Chen Jinxing's head was on her shoulder, Chen Jinyun's head was against her lower abdomen, and Chen Jinshi - right in her plump breasts.
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In fact, he received the most care from her later on.
Chen Jinxing has his own things to do when he grows up, and Chen Jinyun has a wet nurse to follow her. Although Chen Ying can give her some care, she does not need anyone to take care of her too attentively. She is very well-behaved, and the servants take care of her food, clothing and daily life.
But Chen Jinshi couldn't do that. If she didn't care about him, he would die.
She watched Chen Jinshi drink up the medicine with her own eyes and then sent him away.
After the man left, Chen Ying picked up the half-finished shoe upper again and prepared to start sewing. Suddenly, she remembered the stationery cover that he had deliberately damaged. She paused, stood up and put the shoe upper deep at the bottom of the cabinet.
She wasn't going to make anything for him for the time being; he was already grown up.
After dinner in the evening, Chen Xing came to see her and said that someone from the Eighth Prince's mansion had come to ask the eldest young master to come over for a medical consultation.
Chen Ying frowned. Chen Jinxing was still young and his medical skills were not up to par yet. Why did he have to go to the Eighth Prince's mansion when there were so many other places to go?
"Tell the people from the Eighth Prince's Mansion to go to the Second and Third Houses to ask for help. The old man is still here. What kind of difficult and complicated illness does he have that requires the eldest young master to see him?"
Chen Xing said, "The people from the Eighth Prince's Mansion said that they specifically want someone from our eldest house to come and see the doctor."
Since the other party came to her for help and was a royal relative, Chen Ying couldn't refuse him without authorization.
"The eldest young master's medical skills are still young, so I will accompany him to the Eighth Prince's Palace."
Chen Xing nodded and said, "I'll go and ask the young master to come over."
The two of them packed up briefly and followed the steward of the Eighth Prince's Palace to the palace.
Chen Jinxing lagged behind slightly, stretched out his hand to lightly support her arm, and helped her into the carriage: "Mom, go slowly." He knew the right measure, without overstepping the bounds, but showing great respect.
Chen Jinxing was only eighteen years old, with a face as beautiful as a jade, and a cool and refreshing air in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Chen Ying knew that he and she were only superficially friendly, but he did it so well.
"You'll go see the doctor later. Even if you're unsure, don't show your fear in front of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Come back with the prescription and show it to me, and we'll discuss it in detail."
Chen Jinxing bowed his head and said: "I will listen to my mother."
Chen Jinshi finished his homework, took a shower, changed into new clothes, and was about to go out with his sword to practice a few more sets when his father's face suddenly appeared at the door.
"Why are you not sleeping so late at night?"
Although Chen Jichuan looked a little older and was a little weak due to illness, his voice was still full of energy, which scared Chen Jinshi.
He quickly put the knife aside and said, "Dad, I'm going to look for my mother."
Chen Jichuan walked into his room with his hands behind his back, glanced around, picked a chair and sat down.
"What do you want her for?"
Chen Jinxing was no longer at the age where he needed her to sleep with him. Not to mention going to see her at night, he couldn't even easily enter her room during the day.
Then he said vaguely: "I suddenly miss my mother's kindness. If I don't go and say hello to her tonight, I won't be able to sleep."
There was a time a long time ago when he was seriously ill, and his relationship with Shen Ying eased a little. He no longer had to tell her to "get out" all the time, so Shen Ying would sleep with him every night.
Every time she would pat his back gently, and only when he fell asleep and listened to his smooth and flowing breathing would she close her eyes with peace of mind.
There were two quilts placed side by side on the kang, one for him and one for her.
One winter day, she suddenly got into bed and couldn't help but sigh: "What month is it now? The bed is as cold as an ice cellar."
Chen Jinshi was wrapped in the quilt next to him. At the age of twelve, his body was as hot as a furnace. He lifted the corner of his quilt and said, "Mom, I'll warm you up. Come to my side and I'll go to yours."
Chen Jinshi is rarely so cute. Most of the time he is a rude bully. But this rare cuteness makes Chen Ying miss him until now, and she is willing to take care of him until now.
A friend told her, "Boys are mostly naughty and few are cute, but the more naughty a child is, the more he will repay you when it's time to repay you."
At that time, Chen Ying smiled but said nothing. She came here to repay her gratitude, not for the children to repay her in the future.
"Stop, your mother is out with Jinxing and is not at home."
Chen Jinshi paused, his expression changed: "What did Am go to do with him?"
Chen Jichuan said, "Why do you care so much? The most important thing right now is to study hard, pass the imperial examination, and earn the title of scholar. We haven't had a scholar in our ancestors yet."
Chen Jinshi scoffed disdainfully, "Scholar? Tsk! Dad, is this all you expect of your son?"
Chen Jichuan pointed at his nose and said, "Look at how carefree you are. Saying you can become a scholar is flattering you."
Chen Jinxing reached out and pulled his father out, his face full of impatience.
"Go away! Amdu said I could become a Jinshi in the future. Are you still my real father?"
Chen Jichuan laughed twice, with some vicissitudes in his voice, and pulled his hand away.
"It's hard for you to keep talking about your mother now. Do you remember when she first came, you kept shouting that you wanted to drive her away?"
Chen Jinshi covered his ears and refused to listen.
Chen Jichuan pointed at him again: "It's a pity that she treated you wrongly, Chen Jinshi. In the future, you should be nicer to your mother and learn more from your brother."
Chen Jinshi let go of his ear, his expression gloomy. "Him? I can't stand his hypocritical attitude. Okay, I agree that you can marry her, and I promise to call her 'Mom'."
Chen Jichuan's face darkened.
"Who said I was going to marry her? She's a beautiful young lady. Why would an old man like me marry her?"
Chen Jinshi frowned and looked up: "Dad, you won't marry her?"
"Don't marry."
"Then why does she bother taking care of me?"
Chen Jichuan chuckled and said, "Boy, just accept this benefit. She won't take care of you forever."
Chen Jinshi buried his head, thinking over and over again. He felt a little regretful for contradicting her two years ago, and even more afraid that she would really leave one day.
He thought she really wanted to be his mother, so he accepted her kindness with a clear conscience, and was even more certain that she would not leave him and would be a member of his Chen family for the rest of her life.
Chen Jichuan talked to him for a while and then left, simply asking him to listen more to his mother and study hard.
Late at night, Chen Jinshi heard that Am and the others had returned, so he put on his coat and walked towards Tinglan Garden.
He had to see her tonight, no matter what, just a wish for her to sleep well would be fine.
He walked to the gate of the courtyard. In front of him were three blue-tiled houses. The candlelight was bright at night and the doors were all open. The east room was a bedroom and the west room was used as a small study.
He saw his elder brother and Am both inside, sitting opposite each other with a pulse chart spread out in front of them. Am frowned slightly, holding a brush in her hand, drawing circles on the paper.
Chen Jinshi's heart suddenly surged with anger. He vaguely knew that he shouldn't be angry, but at the age of fourteen, he was furious at the sight of this scene.
He hasn't been to Eminem's room late at night for a long time!
Sometimes he would try to go in under some pretext, but she would always stop him outside the door. Even when he came to her to greet her or report his homework during the day, she would only say a few words to him in the corridor.
"Mom, I'm really not sure about this recipe." Chen Jinxing revised it again and again, still frowning.
Chen Ying circled a few herbs on the paper. "I think we should reduce the amount of ephedra and add three grams of forsythia. What do you think?"
Chen Jinxing pondered for a moment: "This is safer, but the recipe still has some flaws. I really don't know how to fill them. Mom, why don't we give the one from the Eighth Prince's Mansion to the Second House?"
Chen Ying pondered, "No, if you turn it down on your first commission, who will dare to approach you in the future? How will our eldest wife's medical business continue? Besides, since the Eighth Prince's Mansion approached us, there must be a reason. I just can't think of what that reason is..."
Chen Jinxing didn't know what he was thinking about. He looked at her and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
The woman opposite was only a few years older than him. She had slender fingers and held the pen with a steady air. At this moment, she was completely worried about his family affairs.
He thought...that was something he should tell her.
But there is no need to rush. He still needs to think about it, tomorrow at the latest. He will think about it all night and tell her tomorrow.
When Chen Jinshi saw his brother coming out of his mother's room late at night, he gritted his teeth and squeezed in before Chen Ying closed the gate.
"Chen Ying!"
Chen Ying pushed his shoulder: "Get out! Why are you here when you're not sleeping?"
"Amu, I'm here to pay my respects."
Chen Ying took a step back and stood at the door waiting for him to speak.
Chen Jinshi put his hands on his chest and looked her over. "What were you two talking about just now? You've been talking for quite some time."
He was now only as tall as her shoulders, and she was considered a rare tall woman in Jinling.
Medical books said that men would grow taller between the ages of sixteen and nineteen, which gave him some comfort.
Chen Ying looked down at him, leaning against the door frame. The old locust tree was casting a dim shadow, and the evening breeze slowly blew over with moisture. She rarely felt like chatting with him, but she would only say it here.
"We were discussing a patient's pulse diagnosis. There are some omissions in the prescription Jinxing prepared, and we are thinking about it."
Chen Jinshi took a step forward, stood on the stone steps, and made a "hiss" sound.
"Chen Jinxing is just a half-baked doctor."
Chen Ying frowned slightly: "Jinshi, don't talk like that. He has done very well. It's not his fault that he is not well-trained. Even I am not sure this time."
Chen Jinshi took another step forward: "Mom, why don't you tell me about it? Maybe I have a solution."
Chen Ying reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Don't come close, just stand there and talk."
She pinched his shoulder, and although he could have resisted her strength, he didn't. He stood obediently outside the door, with the threshold between them.
Even if Chen Jinshi didn't become a doctor, he would have learned some tricks of the trade by growing up in such a family.
Chen Ying never looked down on him, nor would she say things like "what do you know?", so she slowly and leisurely told him the details of the pulse diagnosis and the reason why the Eighth Prince's Mansion specifically asked the eldest wife to come over for a consultation, accompanied by the night breeze.
"What do you think, brother Shi?"
It was just a casual chat, and she had no expectations of him.
Chen Jinshi listened to the pulse case and pondered it carefully. Suddenly, he thought of something, glanced at Chen Ying, and smiled: "Mom, there is a solution to this case."
Chen Ying didn't think he was bragging or self-righteous. Chen Jinshi had always been a very confident person.
Then he asked, "Why? Brother Shi, tell me quickly."
Chen Jinshi rolled his eyes. His brother must have known the solution, but looking at Am's expression, Chen Jinshi must have kept it a secret.
It’s a pity that Am has treated him more gently than himself since childhood, and Chen Jinxing is still hiding it.
Even if it was a family secret recipe, Chen Jinshi had no reason to hide it from Am. He was secretly happy at this moment. If he told Am first, Am would definitely be closer to him in the future.
Serves you right. It’s Chen Jinxing’s fault for hiding it.
"Amu, come closer, this has to be kept secret."
Chen Ying leaned down slightly and put her ear close to his mouth.
After a while, her expression suddenly changed: "Brother Shi, you shouldn't have told me this."
In the final analysis, she was just an outsider in the Chen family, just taking care of the children on their behalf.
Chen Jinshi shrugged nonchalantly: "Mom, there's nothing in this family that you can't know."
She stared at him intently, her brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes flashed with a sense of control.
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