After the last quarrel at the Chen family, Yu Fuling was no longer as close to Chen Rou as before. She used to treat Chen Rou well, not only because they grew up together in the village, but also because she hoped that she could become her younger sister.
The last time Chen Ying framed Yu Jiao like that, Chen Rou was still protecting her and defending her. Only then did Yu Fuling realize the difference between close and distant relatives. Yu Jiao was a family member, and now she was the younger sister of the family. It was not right for her, as the elder sister, to be close to outsiders and allow others to bully family members.
In private, I have changed the name of Arou to a more affectionate one.
Chen Rou had secretly approached Yu Fuling more than once, but she had always refused. Today, when she heard that the old lady of the Chen family was indeed seriously ill, Chen Rou cried and begged for a long time, and finally she softened her heart and spoke to Yu Jiao.
Yu Jiao closed the book in her hand, and seeing Yu Fuling's cautious and tentative look, she sighed and said, "Although doctors are kind-hearted, I am not such a broad-minded person. I don't have the rule of going to see patients as soon as they call. You also saw the attitude of the Chen family last time. I will not go to the Chen family again."
Yu Fuling thought of Chen Rou's tears with red eyes, and finally couldn't bear it. She stammered, "Chen Ying was naive, and she has been quiet after being scolded. Chen Rou is very close to her grandmother, and the Chen family's grandmother has always wanted to see her get married. I heard Chen Rou say that her family has hired several doctors, who said that the Chen family's grandmother might not survive this winter..."
The implicit meaning of his words was that he wanted to ask Yu Jiao to go and treat Chen Rou's grandmother.
Yu Jiao put the book on the table beside the bed and said calmly, "If the Chen family really cares, they will bring the old lady of the Chen family to seek treatment. Chen Rou is begging you privately. If I come to see you, it may be a small matter if I can cure you, but if I can't, the Chen family may be resentful."
Yu Fuling explained, "Mrs. Chen's legs and feet are not in good condition, so it is inconvenient for her to come to her house. You are such a good doctor, you can definitely cure Mrs. Chen."
Yu Jiao's face turned pale. "Although I am a good doctor, I am not a god. Since the Chen family has invited several doctors to say that the old lady of the Chen family will not live long, there is nothing I can do to save her."
Even if his legs and feet are not good, if he really needs medical treatment and life-saving treatment, he can be carried to Yu's house on his back or in the air.
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Yu Fuling could no longer persuade him and turned around and walked out of the hospital.
Chen Rou stood outside the Yu family's courtyard with red eyes. When she saw Yu Fuling coming out, she hurried forward and asked, "Did Miss Meng accept the offer?"
Yu Fuling looked at the hopeful expression on her little face and felt a little sorry for her. She shook her head and said in a comforting voice, "Yu Jiao is young, and may not be as good as the old doctors outside. You might as well go to Huichun Hall and ask Doctor Jiang to check on Grandma Chen. Doctor Jiang is a very good doctor."
A look of disappointment flashed across Chen Rou's graceful face. Her watery eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She said sadly, "My father took grandma to Huichuntang, and the doctor there also said that it couldn't be cured."
Yu Fuling looked at the tears on her cheeks and felt distressed. Thinking about what Yu Jiao had just said, she took Chen Rou's hand and comforted her, "Yu Jiao just said that she didn't want to go to your Chen family for a consultation. Why don't you bring Grandma Chen to your home for a consultation?"
Chen Rou nodded with tears in her eyes after hearing this and said, "I will go home now and ask Daddy to bring Grandma to see a doctor."
Chen Rou hurried back home. Chen Lizheng had long wanted to take the old lady of the Chen family to the Yu family for medical treatment. However, the old lady was very opinionated and stubborn and refused to go to the Yu family for medical treatment no matter what.
Yu Fuling waited until dark, but still did not see Chen Rou bringing her grandmother home. She felt very worried. At night, she stayed close to Yu Jiao and pestered her, wanting her to prescribe a prescription for treating her cough and send it to Chen Rou.
Yu Jiao naturally refused, and let Yu Fuling pester her for a long time, patiently explaining to her, "The prescription can only be taken if it is suitable for the symptoms. Otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, it will not save people but harm them. The old man of the He family is a living example. If you are interested in studying medicine, you should keep this in mind."
Only then did Yu Fuling give up the idea.
Yu Jiao got up and went to the kitchen, put the last leaf of Yaocao into the medicine pot on the stove, and after the medicine was boiled, she brought it into Yu Qizhe's room.
Seeing her coming in with the bowl of medicine, Yu Qizhe put down the pen in his hand, stood up, took the bowl of medicine from Yu Jiao's hand, and drank it.
Yu Jiao raised her eyes and looked at the rolling Adam's apple on his slender neck. He was wearing a thin home shirt with the collar not tied neatly, revealing one side of his beautiful collarbone.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Qizhe asked with amusement when he saw her staring at him without blinking.
Yu Jiao quickly retracted her gaze, narrowed her round, dark eyes, and changed the subject, "You are taking the last dose of medicine. Be careful these two days. After you vomit out the remaining... turbidity in your body, take another prescription."
She wanted to say "residual poison", but then she thought that Yu Qizhe seemed to have no idea that his exhausted and decayed body was due to the poison, so she stopped abruptly and changed her words to "dirty and dirty".
Yu Qizhe didn't notice anything and nodded, "Okay." He put the medicine bowl on the small table and looked down at Yu Jiao. Her black hair fell softly in front of her chest, with a strand of messy hair hanging on her cheek. The dim candlelight reflected on her clean little face, making her eyebrows and eyes look soft.
Yu Qizhe wanted to raise his hand to help her push the messy hair behind her ears, but he tightened his fingers in his sleeves and said, "Do you still want to practice calligraphy?"
Yu Jiao nodded, walked to the desk, pulled out the chapter of the medical book she had memorized earlier, and said quietly, "I only have one chapter left to memorize in this medical book. When I finish writing it, I want my uncle to take it to Huichun Hall to give it to Doctor Jiang. I just don't know if he can understand my handwriting."
Yu Ruhai had asked her to keep the medical book before. Jiang Qinghe treated her kindly and was willing to study medicine, so Yu Jiao planned to give the medical book to him.
Yu Qizhe gently took the paper from Yu Jiao's hand, scanned it carefully with his deep phoenix eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "I can understand it. Although the handwriting is not good, it is very neat."
After receiving her praise, Yu Jiao curled her lips and smiled, "It's good that you can understand it."
Yu Qizhe looked at the bright smile on her face, and curled the corners of his lips as well, and said, "You still have to practice diligently, so that others won't find out that you copied my handwriting in the future and embarrass me."
Yu Jiao curled her lips and said, "I won't tell anyone. I can't even think of writing in your beautiful handwriting."
Having said that, in fact, Yu Jiao's handwriting has become more and more like Yu Qizhe's, but it lacks the style.
A smile spread across Yu Qizhe's handsome face. He walked to the table and sat down with a curved lip. "I'll practice with you."
The one-foot-long table was now large enough for two people to sit on. On one side were Yu Qizhe's writing brushes, and on the other side were Yu Jiao's calligraphy.
Yu Jiao sat down on the chair beside him, spread out the paper, and wanted to memorize the last chapter of the medical book. Yu Qizhe raised his hand to help her grind. His white wrist was delicate and well-proportioned, revealing faint blue veins.
"Don't worry about me. The autumn examination is coming soon, and I can't let it delay your studies." Yu Jiao still remembered the text about Fan Jin's success in the imperial examination, and knew very well how difficult it was for ancient people to take the imperial examination. Yu Qizhe had neglected his studies for three years. Unlike Yu Jinyan and the others who had been studying in the academy, no matter how smart he was, there would always be omissions when studying at home.
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