Chapter 821 You have to hold on, our daughter is still waiting for us



Chapter 821 You have to hold on, our daughter is still waiting for us

"I know."

This was also the reason why Jiang Wan did not explain it in detail to Madam Fu just now, but only asked a few questions in a tactful way.

"master."

Muxiang and Doctor Yan came down from upstairs, and Muxiang looked a little moved.

"That Madam Fu was very weak. Even though she was unconscious, she was still calling for her daughter."

It can be seen that she really misses her daughter.

There was a hint of envy in Muxiang's eyes. Her mother had never called her in such a gentle tone.

"How are the people?"

Jiang Wan looked at Doctor Yan, who sighed, "It's not a serious illness, just too much worry.

Plus the weather was cold, so she caught a cold, and she was upset."

As long as this knot in my heart is not resolved, this disease will not be easily cured and I can only stay sick and recuperate.

"Heart disease needs heart medicine to cure it."

Mu Xiang sighed, "If her daughter appeared in front of her, I think she would be cured instantly."

"It's not that easy to find someone."

Doctor Yan sighed, Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other. Since Mu Xiang didn’t see it, they didn’t mention it for the time being.

Otherwise Muxiang would also be disappointed.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest."

Song Jiuyuan wanted to discuss it carefully with Jiang Wan, so Jiang Wan agreed:

"We have to travel tomorrow, Muxiang, you guys should have a good rest, and I'd like to trouble Doctor Yan to keep an eye on us.

That lady is not feeling well and may come to see you in the middle of the night."

"You all rest and leave this to me."

Doctor Yan took on the important task. Jiang Wan was Muxiang's master, so Doctor Yan also respected Jiang Wan very much.

Just thinking about the candy beans that Jiang Wan had just fed Yuan Yuan, Doctor Yan felt very conflicted.

"Godfather, what's wrong?"

Muxiang has been on very good terms with Doctor Yan recently, so she could tell at a glance that he was hesitant to speak.

"Miss Jiang, can I see the candy beans you gave to Yuan Yuan?"

"The one that reduces fever."

Jiang Wan suddenly realized what was going on and took out a jade bottle and handed it to him, "Yes."

"this……"

Doctor Yan has been struggling with this for so long because he knows that this matter is really hard to say.

This might be someone else's master's inheritance, and he shouldn't ask, but he was really curious.

I didn't expect Jiang Wan to be so straightforward.

"I will teach this recipe to Mu Xiang eventually."

Jiang Wan seemed to know what he was thinking, and she said straight to the point: "You are Muxiang's godfather, it's okay for me to show you.

But this is something I discovered on my own, so I hope you won’t tell anyone else about it.”

"Don't worry, I won't leak it."

Doctor Yan quickly assured, “In the future, my things and inheritance will also be given to Mu Xiang.

Apart from her, I will not accept any more disciples in the future."

He used to have a disciple, but after his wife and children got into trouble, he was determined to take revenge and severed all ties with his disciples.

In order to avoid being discovered by the old white man and getting in trouble, they have now forgotten each other.

"Master, rest assured, I won't leak it."

Muxiang quickly assured that she would not only supervise herself, but also supervise her godfather.

Jiang Wan naturally believed her. Today, she and Song Jiuyuan only booked one room, and now he already knew her space.

There was no need for the two of them to avoid each other, not to mention that he could still do work for her in the space.

As soon as they entered the room, Jiang Wan took Song Jiuyuan into the space, and the two sat down and began to discuss.

"Tell me what you think."

"Wanwan, I remember you can draw."

Song Jiuyuan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and his words made Jiang Wan suddenly enlightened.

"I see!"

The two of them were in sync and had the same idea. Song Jiuyuan ground the ink while Jiang Wan took the brush and began to draw a small portrait of Fuling.

"Wanwan, you continue painting. I'll go get you some hot water and prepare some food."

Song Jiuyuan is now familiar with driving in the space and can also find the things that Jiang Wan has put away.

Jiang Wan didn't reply to him, but just nodded slightly. Half an hour later, she looked at the lifelike Poria cocos under her pen and nodded with satisfaction.

After drying the small statue of Poria cocos, she walked out of the house. Song Jiuyuan had already cut the fruit and squeezed a glass of juice for her.

“I think you’re becoming more and more capable.”

Jiang Wan took a bite of the cantaloupe and it was sweet, just like her mood.

"How's the painting?"

Song Jiuyuan put hot water into the bathtub for her and sprinkled some flower petals.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but be moved to see the God of War being so considerate in front of his beloved woman.

"I left it in the house, you can go and have a look."

"Then you wash up first."

Song Jiuyuan was not in a hurry. While Jiang Wan was bathing in the house, he just washed casually outside.

After washing up, Jiang Wan drank some juice and then fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps knowing that Jiang Wan was curious about the Fu family’s attitude, Song Jiuyuan didn’t bother Jiang Wan much.

Because of the time difference in the space, after a satisfying sleep, Jiang Wan prepared the medicinal materials.

Song Jiuyuan took the red jadeite that Jiang Wan had thrown aside and started carving.

The two of them were busy with their own things, and by dawn, the jade pendant in Song Jiuyuan's hand was almost formed.

"This space is so magical. I feel like a long time has passed, and it's only dawn outside."

"I often use this time difference to learn things, and I can learn more with less effort than ordinary people."

Jiang Wan smiled proudly, "If you want to come in later, just tell me anytime."

"I know Wanwan cares about me."

Song Jiuyuan held Jiang Wan's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently, "But frequent comings and goings might attract other people's attention.

Come in, I'll help you check in."

He himself was attracted to this space. When he thought that the leakage of the space might attract the covetousness of others, Song Jiuyuan couldn't help but remind Jiang Wan.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's just have breakfast in space."

In front of him, Jiang Wan found the breakfast that she had collected from the imperial kitchen in the palace from the warehouse.

Song Jiuyuan: ...

No wonder he felt that the snacks Wanwan took out before were familiar.

She brought all the emotions from the palace.

Although he was surprised, Song Jiuyuan did not blame Jiang Wan. Instead, he happily shared breakfast with her.

After they finished eating, the two of them came out and Muxiang was waiting outside, "Master, you guys get up.

My godfather got up several times last night, it seems that the lady had a fever."

Muxiang felt a little guilty, but she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't notice it.

"I'll go over and take a look."

Jiang Wan put the small statue that she had prepared long ago into her sleeve and walked towards the Fu family's house.

The door was opened, and Fu Zhen could be vaguely heard talking to Doctor Yan, who was instructing him on how to recuperate.

When Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan came over, Madam Fu was standing far away on the side holding Yuan Yuan.

Mother Fu lay weakly on the bed, and Father Fu held her hand and whispered to comfort her.

"My dear, you have to hold on. Our daughter is still waiting for us."

"Yes, Nannan is still waiting for me."

Mother Fu was mumbling something. Jiang Wan took a few steps forward and said to Fu Zhen, "I also know a little bit about medicine. Can I take a look at your mother?"

"OK!"

Fu Zhen's eyes sparkled. His wife told him last night that this girl's candy beans helped Yuan Yuan reduce his fever, so he had full trust in Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan stepped forward with a smile and said in a gentle tone, "Madam, let me feel your pulse first."

She raised her hand slightly, and a small portrait fell out of her sleeve and landed on the bed.

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