As dusk fell, the third doctor came out.

"Although the pulse is not very obvious, it is most likely a happy pulse," he said.

No matter how happy I was, I was tired after listening to it four times in half a day.

Mrs. Fang smiled at the doctor and signaled the maids to reward him.

Watching the doctor leave, Old Lady Fang spoke again.

"Go get another doctor..." she said.

Mrs. Fang called out "mother" helplessly, and the shopkeeper Song, who had been silent all the time, smiled.

"That's enough, sister-in-law." He clapped his hands and said with a smile, "This is absolutely true, don't ask any more questions."

Old Mrs. Fang was trembling slightly.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" She murmured, "Let's go find a doctor."

As he said this, he covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.

"How is this possible? My Chengyu, my Chengyu has a child."

The people in the room were stunned and then burst into laughter, with more complicated feelings.

"The old lady is so happy." Doctor Wan said with a smile.

Looking at the crazy looks of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Shopkeeper Song was happy but also a little sad.

Manager Song has always been very particular about rules and regulations, and probably doesn't like seeing women lose their composure like this.

But there is really nothing to say at this time.

Old Madam Fang started crying, and Madam Fang could not help crying too. Naturally, the maids and servants also started crying, and for a while the hall was filled with crying sounds.

People outside who didn't know the inside story were shocked when they heard it.

"Is the young master finally dying?" everyone couldn't help but ask.

…

"Madam, this is a happy event." Yuanshi wiped her tears and stepped forward, "We must make this news known to the public."

Mrs. Fang wiped her tears and nodded, and Mrs. Fang also spoke with tears in her eyes.

"All the wishes we made have to be fulfilled. We also provide free porridge... and perform operas..." she said.

Su, who had been standing quietly, frowned.

"Old lady, let's wait until three months have passed before celebrating." She said tactfully, "The baby is still young, it's not good to do this."

That's the truth. Old Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang calmed down.

"Yes, yes," they said, "We must not get too excited now."

Looking at Su, I feel very relieved.

"You are still safe."

Su rarely spoke, but whenever he spoke, he always had something to say.

"Sister still knows more." Yuan said sourly. "Why not let sister help take care of Miss Lingzhi?"

Old Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang nodded.

“That’s as it should be,” they said.

Shopkeeper Song watched as the women began to discuss how to take care of the pregnant girl. He coughed lightly.

"Has Chengyu heard the news?" he asked, with a hint of sadness on his face. "Is he feeling better?"

This topic made the atmosphere in the room darken.

After all, the established fact is that Chengyu will not live for more than a few months.

Mrs. Fang started crying again.

"My son. If it weren't for the medicine, he wouldn't have..." she cried.

If he hadn't taken the aphrodisiac, he wouldn't have been able to sleep with the girl, and he wouldn't have been exhausted.

"You can't say that." Old Mrs. Fang said with a trembling voice. "I think Chengyu would also like this."

I am willing to leave a legacy to prove that I have been in this world.

Having said this, she quickly looked at the shopkeeper Song.

"His second grandfather. Please ask Doctor Jiang to think of a way to prescribe some medicine so that Chengyu can hold on a little longer and it would be best if he could see his child." She said with a sob.

Shopkeeper Song smiled.

"Okay. I remember that," he said.

Although the tone was still gentle, Mrs. Fang could also hear the perfunctory tone.

Or maybe if you have doubts in your heart, you will be suspicious no matter how you look at it.

Old Mrs. Fang lowered her head and hid her sneer behind her tears.

"The young master will definitely be happy." Yuan Shi suddenly said. "But the young mistress may not..."

The room became quiet.

She almost went crazy over sleeping with a girl and killed Chengyu. Everyone present saw it with their own eyes.

If Miss Jun knew that this girl was pregnant, who knows what kind of trouble she would cause given her temper.

"I don't believe she dares to get rid of this child." Mrs. Fang said coldly.

"Even if she is not removed, Lingzhi can't stand three disturbances a day." Old Lady Fang said, "Chengyu can't stand it either."

She pondered for a moment.

"Send her out."

Send it out?

The room was quiet again.

"Ganoderma lucidum must not be given away. It must be taken care of at home." Mrs. Fang continued.

Of course.

"But, is she willing?" asked Mrs. Fang.

"She has to agree to it whether she wants to or not." Old Mrs. Fang slammed the table and raised her brows and said, "No one can threaten my great-grandson."

Looking at Old Lady Fang like this, the people in the room were not unfamiliar with her. When the eldest master passed away and the eldest lady was still unknown whether she was pregnant with a boy or a girl, and people from her husband's family and her own family came to grab the property and divide up the industry, Old Lady Fang stood in front of the door with such dominance, facing her own mother and father, and ruthlessly ordered the guards.

"I will beat anyone who takes a step forward. No one can threaten our industry."

Then she really did what she said, and no one could take a penny from her.

Now the Fang family is undoubtedly in a critical moment again. Lingzhi is the hope of the Fang family, so old lady Fang will naturally stick to it as she did before.

With Mrs. Fang's assurance, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Jun Zhenzhen is Mrs. Fang’s granddaughter.

"Uncle, do you think this is okay?" asked Mrs. Fang.

Shopkeeper Song seemed to be in a trance and turned around when he heard this.

"No problem," he said, "just make arrangements to take care of this girl."

There was no mention of Fang Chengyu.

To him, Fang Chengyu, the man who was destined to die, was no longer important. What was important was the unborn child of the Fang family.

Old Mrs. Fang lowered her eyes.

This person's thoughts are so ruthless and obvious, why didn't I notice it before?

It turns out that those who don't know others well are blind and deceive themselves. No matter what others do or say, they think it is for their own good.

It's so ridiculous and sad.

"Yes, Yunping, don't worry. I will definitely take care of this girl and this child." She raised her head and her eyes seemed to be burning with fire again. "I will never let him get into trouble again."

Although it was not widely publicized, the news that Lingzhi, the girl who had had an affair with the young master, was pregnant spread throughout the family.

The whole Fang family was in an uproar.

"I didn't expect that the young mistress had prepared for so long, but was beaten to it by a maid."

"It turns out that God has a good heart. It's better for this girl to have a child."

"What you said is useless. The young mistress is the legal wife. Even after giving birth to a child, we still need to call her mother. As for Lingzhi, it's the same thing as keeping the child and discarding the mother."

Such rumors were spread in private, but this time the guards did not arrest anyone to stop it. It can be seen that with the great-grandson, those ugly things that happened, such as the young master was given aphrodisiacs, slept with a maid, and the young mistress forced him to sleep with her, which almost killed him immediately, were no longer ugly things. Old Madam Fang and First Madam Fang did not care anymore.

Fang Jinxiu pushed the account book in front of her away with some annoyance and started to do the math.

"Someone come," she shouted.

A maid came in hurriedly from outside the door.

"In the future, they are not allowed to say such things in my yard." Fang Jinxiu said unhappily, "What child, what young master, what young mistress..."

The maid responded hurriedly, but before she finished her words, another maid ran in from outside the door.

"Miss Third, Miss Third." She was excited, "Young Madam..."

The maid from before hurriedly scolded her.

What happened to her?

Do I have to stay at home and endure such contempt? The world is so big that there is no place I cannot go, and there is no place I cannot do something.

What's the point of having a child when you cry all day just for sleep?

Fang Jinxiu looked at the girl.

"What's wrong with her?" she asked.

The girl who was originally stopped glanced at the previous girl, who looked helpless.

That's exactly what the lady didn't want to say just now.

"The young mistress wants to go to the villa in the countryside with the young master." said the maid.

Fang Jinxiu looked surprised.