Chapter 397 Does Father have an older sister?
Jiang Nuanzhi put away the needles and looked at Li Rong, who was still lying there with his brows tightly furrowed, with a frown: "It doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, he should have woken up by now."
"You mean Arong is alright?" Chiheng asked hurriedly.
"He was poisoned, the same poison as the old man."
"What!"
Chi Heng suddenly stood up, knocking over the tea on the table beside him. His face was pale as he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Is he also a cripple?"
The old man, who had been sitting with his legs crossed, eating fruit while supervising the work, suddenly became furious: "Who are you calling a cripple? Who are you talking about?"
Jiang Nuanzhi caught the teapot that Chi Heng had knocked over and said in a calm voice, "What's the panic? Don't worry. After all, no one is as stupid as the old man. Someone threw a deadly poison at him and said that anyone who ate it would die, and he actually swallowed it."
After saying that, Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes at the old man and looked at Li Rong: "He was exposed to less toxins, and he took the pills that the old man used to suppress them. I also helped him expel the toxins. Although there are still some residues of the toxins, they shouldn't have much of an impact. The old man is still very energetic and in his prime. Is this reasonable?"
The old man gritted his teeth in anger: "Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about!"
While Xiao Er was worried, he also took a moment to pat the old man's hand and said, "Master, Mother is praising you."
The old man: "."
"Wait, how does she know how I was poisoned!" she said, staring intently at the waiter.
Xiao Er shrank back guiltily: "Ahem, how would I know? Master, why don't you go ask Mother?"
The old man glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi, who was frowning, and then obediently continued to eat his fruit.
Just kidding, she clearly seems to be in a bad mood. Anyone who goes to bother her is just asking for trouble.
However, after taking only one bite of the fruit, she noticed Jiang Nuanzhi looking over. Of course, Chi Heng and the others also looked over.
The old man swallowed the fruit in his mouth with a gulp: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"
Jiang Nuanzhi touched her chin with her slender fingers and squinted her eyes: "What medicine did you give him? I see that this pill is much bigger than the one you take yourself. Is it a problem with the medicine?"
"Grand Preceptor! What exactly do you intend to do?" Chi Heng clenched her fists, looking as if she was about to start a fight at the slightest provocation.
The old man narrowed his eyes immediately: "Hey, you dare to challenge an old man like me?"
Chi Heng pursed her lips, her expression quite unpleasant: "This junior wouldn't dare."
The old man curled his lip: "That's more like it."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Grandpa!"
Hearing Jiang Nuanzhi speak, the old man immediately shrank his neck: "It's just that I gave him a little more food. He's such a big person, heavier than both of me, so he doesn't need to eat big pieces."
Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed her temples: "Your medicine won't have any adverse effects on his health, will it? How long will he sleep?"
The old man: "I haven't tried it either."
Halfway through his sentence, noticing the strange looks on everyone's faces, he coughed lightly and said, "But, based on my past experience, it should be fine, right?"
The air fell eerily quiet. Just as the old man was pondering what medicine could wake someone up, Li Rong, lying on the bed, seemed to sense his predicament and suddenly coughed.
When everyone looked over, they saw that Li Rong was covered in cold sweat, his hands and feet were trembling, and he had even bitten his lip until it bled.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and casually stuffed a chopstick into his mouth to stop him from continuing to torture himself.
However, Li Rong was quite strong, and with a snap, the chopsticks broke.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and took the broken chopstick away to prevent it from piercing his flesh. Instead, she took a towel and stuffed it into his mouth to bite.
"Arong, Arong, wake up!"
"Daddy!" Baozhu came over with great concern, gently patting Li Rong's broad shoulder with her soft little hand: "Daddy, wake up."
After saying that, she looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with some worry: "Mother, Father seems to be talking."
Jiang Nuanzhi leaned closer to listen.
"Sister!"
"Big sister?" Baozhu frowned. "Does Father have a big sister?"
Upon hearing this, Chi Heng paused for a moment, glanced at Li Rong who was seemingly trapped in a nightmare on the bed, pursed her lips, and remained silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.
"So it was just a dream. Ah Nuan, you see, I told you it wasn't my fault, right? It's just that the kid is a sleepyhead." The old man said, glancing at him, and then said, "Just wake him up with the needle."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "This is not a bad idea."
Having said that, she picked up the silver needle, but before it could touch Li Rong, Li Rong suddenly opened his eyes.
"Sister!"
With that sound, Li Rong sat up abruptly. His bloodshot eyes were filled with deep, unyielding pain and regret.
So much so that Jiang Nuanzhi was stunned for a long time after being looked at like that.
“Ah, Ah, Nuan.”
Li Rong's eyes gradually cleared, his dark pupils reflecting Jiang Nuanzhi's plain clothes. He then looked at the people beside him and finally let out a heavy sigh.
"Am I dizzy again?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
"I'm fine," Li Rong said, getting up and putting on his boots. "Sorry, the house burned down, didn't it? I'll go clean it up right away."
Jiang Nuanzhi pulled the person back.
Li Rong tried to get up again, but Jiang Nuanzhi pressed him down and made him lie back down.
"Whether there's something wrong or not, you must stay in bed and rest today."
"Ah Nuan, it's me."
“We can talk about this later. There’s medicine boiling on the stove. If you’re alright after you finish drinking it, I’ll chat with you about whatever you want.” After saying that, Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Baozhu:
"Baozhu, your task today is to keep an eye on your father and not let him get out of bed!"
"Yes!" Baozhu immediately clasped her hands in a fist and said, "Baozhu will definitely keep a close eye on Father!"
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled up her sleeves: "Alright, everyone else who's tidying up can continue, and those who're free can help me prepare the feast! Let's try to eat in half an hour!"
The old man and Xinbo continued repairing the house, with Chen Shu and Sun Wen, the two guards, and several soldiers from the household coming to help. They even tidied up the courtyard. Ping'er went to change the soiled bedding, while Xiao Er continued to tend the fire. Baozhu peeled garlic while keeping an eye on Li Rong.
For a moment, Chi Heng and the young princess looked at each other in bewilderment.
However, the next second Jiang Nuanzhi handed Chi Heng a winnowing basket full of peanuts.
"Could you please peel some peanuts for me and put them in this small bowl?"
Chi Heng took it blankly: "Sister-in-law, this..."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked over: "Hmm? Is there something else?"
Chi Heng coughed lightly: "No, I'll get that done as soon as possible."
He wanted to ask Arong about her condition again, and he also wanted to talk to his sister-in-law about going to the capital.
But for a moment, I didn't know how to start the conversation.
He now understood why A Rong felt so guilty towards his sister-in-law. With their departure, the entire family was once again left to his sister-in-law's care. Moreover, now that the Grand Preceptor had lost all his powers, if those with ulterior motives were to learn of his current situation, there would likely be no peace, which was truly worrying.
"Arong is not seriously ill, but he needs some special treatment. I will explain it to you after today, so don't worry."
Chi Heng was worried when she heard Jiang Nuanzhi's unhurried voice and was taken aback: "Sister-in-law..."
(End of this chapter)
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