Chapter 3
Lin Qingyu got up and left. The patient himself has lost the will to live, so why should he worry about it? If Lu Wancheng died sooner, he could return to the Lin Mansion earlier.
Lin Qingyu went to the study. He came to the Nan'an Marquis Mansion with only two boxes of things. One box contained clothes and the other contained medical books. According to the rules of the Marquis' Mansion, he could bring two maids in as a dowry. But he was not used to being served by a woman, so when he was in the Lin Mansion, there was a servant who grew up with him and followed him to study.
It is not a glorious thing to marry a man and become his wife, and he does not want his servant to enter the mansion under the name of "dowry". So he came to the Lin Mansion alone, and the only thing that could accompany him in the future was probably the box of medical books.
There were many ancient medical books that he had not read yet, and he wondered if there were any records of similar situations to Lu Wancheng in the ancient books. Lin Qingyu buried his head in it, and his mind finally calmed down.
When he was studying, his classmates thought that medical books were boring, complicated, and would make people sleepy after reading three pages. But in Lin Qingyu's opinion, the storybook that his classmates were obsessed with was not even one-tenth as interesting as the medical book. Like his father, he has a photographic memory. What his classmates had to memorize by rote for a whole day, he could recite by heart after just reading it once.
His father once thought of letting him take the imperial examination, but he only wanted to be a medical officer. He likes the feeling of seeing patients getting better little by little under his care. He wanted to enter the Imperial Medical Service, which gathered the most famous doctors in the world, to study medicine with them, find treatments for all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, and help the people.
He could have. Just a little bit.
"Young Master."
This voice doesn't sound like a maid's. Lin Qingyu looked up: Sure enough, it was the nanny who always asked him to change his words. It was said that her surname was Liu.
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "What?"
Aunt Liu smiled happily: "Young Master, it's time to eat."
Lin Qingyu had no appetite at all, but it was not worth it to hurt his body because of the bastards in Nan'an Marquis Mansion. "Bring the food over here. I'll use it in the study."
Madam Liu waved her hands repeatedly: "You can't do this, young master."
Lin Qingyu frowned: "Why not? Is there a rule in the Marquis's mansion that says 'you can't eat in the study'?"
"That's not the case. Madam has said that our young master was saved by a wedding. Young Master is the young master's lucky star. You two should stay together more often so that the young master can recover faster."
To refute such remarks would only make you look stupid. If getting married can really cure diseases, why would Dayu still need doctors? Why would the court go to so much trouble to train medical officers? If you are sick, just get married and everything will be fine.
Lin Qingyu looked at Madam Liu and asked, "Madam, how old are you this year?"
Aunt Liu didn't know what Lin Qingyu meant by asking this question, so she smiled and said, "I'm fifty-two years old."
"A fifty-two-year-old looks almost the same as a forty-two-year-old. I may not even live to be fifty-two. You are so lucky, Madam. I believe that if you take care of the young master, he will get better faster."
Madam Liu's smile froze: "Young Master, you are joking."
Lin Qingyu's face turned cold: "Do I look like I'm joking? Go away."
Nanny Liu looked extremely unhappy. She was the confidant of Marquis' wife, Mrs. Liang. Except for the master, everyone in the Marquis's mansion was extremely respectful to her. Even her masters usually gave her face. Who is Lin Qingyu? To put it nicely, he is a young master. To put it bluntly, he is just a male wife "bought" by the Marquis's Mansion to prolong the life of the eldest young master. It's only been one day since you got married, and you're already showing disrespect to her?
Seeing that Madam Liu was not leaving, Lin Qingyu sneered: "There is no distinction between the superior and the inferior. A servant dares to ignore the orders of the young master - is this also the rule of the Marquis' Mansion?"
Madam Liu lowered her eyes and said, "I dare not. But today, Madam personally ordered someone to stew chicken soup with ginseng and asked me to bring it here. If Young Master doesn't try it with the eldest young master, it would be a waste of Madam's kindness."
Ginseng chicken soup?
Idiot, you don’t even know that a weak body cannot be nourished. Does Liang think her son’s illness is not serious enough?
"I just ordered someone to do it myself, not cooking it myself." Lin Qingyu stopped looking at her and turned a page of the medical book, "Just bring it to the young master."
Madam Liu gritted her teeth, gave Lin Qingyu a sinister look, and left with the chicken soup.
The study returned to calm, but Lin Qingyu became a little absent-minded.
Lu Wancheng's stomach and intestines are currently damaged, and taking tonic medicine will only make his already weak body worse. Lu Wancheng has been ill since he was a child and has become a doctor through long-term illness. As his mother, is it possible that Liang doesn't even know this?
It's okay once or twice, but if he continues like this for a long time, Lu Wancheng's body will definitely become weaker and weaker.
Never mind, just consider it as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. Lu Wancheng's situation was rare, and he wanted to study it for a while longer.
Lin Qingyu left the study and came to the dining room, but did not see Lu Wancheng. He asked a passing maid, "Where is the young master?"
Maid: "The master said he was too lazy to get up and wanted to eat in bed."
Bedridden patients should lie down more often.
Lin Qingyu went to the bedroom again. Before he even entered the house, he said, "Your mother sent me this ginseng chicken soup. Don't..."
Lu Wancheng, who was sitting on the bed and drinking porridge with side dishes, said: "Hmm?"
There was a square table in front of Lu Wancheng's bed, and most of the items on the table were light, except for a big pot of butter chicken soup with ginseng slices floating in it. Looking at the clean soup spoon placed beside the pot, Lu Wancheng didn't even drink a single sip of the chicken soup.
Lu Wancheng chewed slowly and swallowed everything in his mouth before saying, "Doctor Lin, what a rare guest. Have you eaten?"
Lin Qingyu asked: "This ginseng chicken soup was made by your mother herself, why don't you drink it?"
Lu Wancheng wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and said nonchalantly, "I won't eat anything she sends me."
Lin Qingyu asked curiously: "Why?"
"They told me to live another six months. Any less is not six months. If they want to send me away earlier, I will make a scene."
Lin Qingyu felt more and more puzzled: "Why would they want to send you away so early?"
Lu Wancheng blinked: "Guess?"
Lin Qingyu was speechless for a while: "Do you think you are funny?"
Lu Wancheng suddenly laughed out loud. He accidentally laughed too much and choked himself. He coughed repeatedly, and his handsome face turned a light red.
Lin Qingyu had no idea what Lu Wancheng was laughing at. But it is not difficult to see that the relationship between Lu Wancheng and Liang does not seem to be as loving and filial as it seems on the surface.
Seeing the maidservant busy patting Lu Wancheng's back to calm him down, Lin Qingyu stretched out her hand halfway and then retracted it: "What's so funny."
Lu Wancheng stopped coughing, his breath full of laughter: "I am a person who is only a little humorous, but still very interesting."
Lin Qingyu said disdainfully: "With your broken body, I'm afraid you can't use your great interests even if you have them."
"You're right." Lu Wancheng sighed, "This body is really disgusting to me. If it were my own..."
"What do you mean?"
Lu Wancheng smiled and answered the question irrelevantly: "Since you are here, please sit down and have a meal, Doctor Lin. I can't drink this chicken soup, but you can."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Where do you want me to sit?"
Lu Wancheng looked around and said, "How about you sit on the bed too?"
Lin Qingyu didn't appreciate it at all: "No thanks, eat it yourself, bye."
"Wait." Lu Wancheng stopped him, "I have something to give you. I just looked at the list of gifts sent by guests, and I found a gift that is very suitable for you."
Lin Qingyu didn't even look at it: "No."
Lu Wancheng said, "Tsk, at least you take a look first. It won't be tiring to take a look - Hualu."
Hualu is another maid serving in the room besides Fengqin. She is quite smart and cute. She presented something and said with a smile, "If the young master hadn't told me, I wouldn't know what this is."
Lin Qingyu glanced at him condescendingly and was stunned.
What Hua Lu gave him was something similar to a cloth bag, made of leather material. It could be rolled up easily, but when spread out it was only a thin layer and couldn't hold anything.
Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but a doctor can tell at a glance that it is an acupuncture bag. The inner layer is used for inserting pins.
Lin Qingyu couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently stroked the leather bag that felt great. His long eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes were deeply dark.
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Do you like it?"
The Nan'an Marquis' Mansion was overjoyed, and most of the people who sent gifts were high-ranking officials in the capital. Lin Qingyu picked up the gift list on the table and took a rough look at it. Most of the gifts were gold, silver, jade, antique calligraphy and paintings. A small acupuncture bag would be too insignificant to be placed among them.
But Lu Wancheng insisted on giving this to him.
Lin Qingyu looked at the eight characters "Lu Lin is very happy, forever together" written in gold thread on the outside of the bag, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for your kindness, young marquis, but what's the point of giving me this."
Lu Wancheng put his fist to his lips and coughed, "Of course, you can use it in the future."
"Oh? Is it for you alone?"
Lu Wancheng's smile faded, and he was silent for a while, then he said, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just..." He became serious halfway through, "If you don't want it, then don't get angry. Although Dr. Lin is very pleasing to the eye when he gets angry, it's not good for your health to get angry too much. As the saying goes, 'getting angry over trivial matters is pointless when you think about it. Who would be happy if you were to get angry to death, and it would be stressful and tiring'."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I'm not angry."
Lu Wancheng waved at Hualu, and Hualu leaned over and put her ear close to him: "What's the matter, Master?"
Lu Wancheng said: "Someone is angry, but I won't tell you who it is."
Lin Qingyu: “…”
"Hush." Lu Wancheng raised his index finger in front of his lips and looked out the window, "My mother is here."
Lin Qingyu sneered: "Why are you shushing? You are the one who talks the most. As for your mother, she is probably here to call you to task."
Lu Wancheng touched his chin and said, "Let me guess, is it because she asked you to stick to me, but you are too lazy to pay attention to her?"
Surprised, Lin Qingyu forgot to be angry: "How did you know?"
Lu Wancheng smiled meaningfully: "I know a lot of things."
Lin Qingyu thought for a moment and suddenly smiled. He lifted up his sleeves and picked up the porridge that Lu Wancheng had half finished: "Young Marquis, I'll feed you the porridge."
Lu Wancheng: “…Uh.”
Outside, Liang entered the yard with the help of Nanny Liu. Feng Qin went up to her and said, "Meet the Madam."
Liang asked her, "Where is the young master?"
"To answer Madam, the young master is having dinner in the bedroom."
"Is the young master with him?"
Feng Qin shook her head: "Young Master is alone in the study."
Madam Liu whispered, "Madam, you heard it too. Everything I said to you was exactly what I heard from Young Master."
Liang adjusted the hairpins on her temples and said calmly, "I trust you. Let's go in and take a look."
Madam Liu walked very fast, clearing the way for her master in front. "The eldest young master just woke up last night, and he needs someone to serve him. Although there are maids in the room, the young master is still the young master. How can a wife not take care of her husband who is sick in bed? It's only the first day, and the young master is so negligent. How can this be worthy of the three matchmakers and six betrothals of our Lu family..."
Everyone knew that the wife of the Marquis of Nan'an had a good temper, but at this moment she couldn't help but frown and quickened her pace.
The two of them rushed into the inner room almost in a hurry. Before the wedding decorations were taken down, Lu Wancheng was half lying on the wedding bed. Lin Qingyu sat beside him, holding the bowl of porridge in one hand and handing the porridge spoon to Lu Wancheng's mouth with the other hand, saying, "Young Marquis."
Lu Wancheng said jokingly, "It's a little hot, blow on it."
Lin Qingyu narrowed his eyes, and his gaze seemed to want to poke a hole in Lu Wancheng's smiling face.
In any case, the couple, one is handsome and elegant, the other is bright and dignified, and when others see this picture, they only feel that they are happy and their years are peaceful.
Liang and Liu were both stunned until Lu Wancheng looked at them and asked, "Why is mother here?"
Liang frowned, but quickly relaxed her brows and said softly, "Mother came to see how your appetite is." As she spoke, she glanced at Madam Liu vaguely.
Aunt Liu was furious and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that Shaojun was in the study?"
Feng Qin said blankly: "Fang, just now the young master was indeed in the study."
Lin Qingyu put down the bowl of porridge, stood up and said, "Madam sent Madam Liu to come here not long ago, why did she come here again in person? Did she want to personally confirm whether the young marquis had eaten well?"
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "It's so cold outside, but my mother still came to see me for dinner. I'm really touched."
Liang forced a smile and said, "As a mother, how can you not love your children? Wancheng, did you drink the chicken soup your mother sent you?"
"I wanted to drink," Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu, "but he wouldn't let me."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "The book once said: You must eliminate all evil before you can take supplements. The young marquis is weak now, and too strong supplements will only burden his body. This is common sense, Madam, you know it, right?"
Liang's face became uglier and uglier, and she opened her mouth: "I..."
"Mother knows it. It must be the servants who were careless and forgot to remind me." Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Don't you think so, Madam Liu?"
Madam Liu quietly looked at Liang, and when she saw that she didn't look at her, she understood most of what was going on, and knelt down with her head held high: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, I should be punished."
Without waiting for Liang to speak, Lu Wancheng asked, "Qingyu, how do you want to punish me?"
"This concerns the young marquis's health, so we have to give him a small punishment and a big warning to serve as a warning to others." Lin Qingyu said, "According to the rules of the Marquis' Mansion, he should be fined three months' salary and do hard labor for one month."
Lu Wancheng nodded: "I think it's okay. But I don't think it's useful. It depends on what my mother thinks."
Liang forced a smile and said, "Just do as Qingyu said."
After that, Liang was obviously absent-minded. She sat for a while and then left with Liu Ma. When there were only two people left in the room, Lu Wancheng asked, "How did Aunt Liu offend you?"
Lin Qingyu said: "She asked me to change my words twice."
"Why change your words? Ask you to call me husband?"
Lin Qingyu had a cold face like jade: "... Yeah."
Lu Wancheng laughed: "Doctor Lin, you are so vindictive."
Lin Qingyu glared at him: "Very funny?"
Lu Wancheng suppressed his laughter: "Then I won't laugh. But how do you know the rules of the Marquis' Mansion?"
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Madame Liu insisted on telling me, and I tried my best not to listen. But my memory is too good, there is nothing I can do."
Lu Wancheng laughed softly and said, "Damn it, you're pretending."
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① From the admonition "Don't Get Angry"
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