Chapter 13: Ci Shou Tang Then ask Fu Yatou to come over and take a look. ...
Yunsui's condition was not serious. After taking the medicine, her fever gradually subsided in the afternoon. However, the red rash on her body was still scary. When the maids in the same room heard that her disease could be transmitted to others, they all ran to beg the housekeeper to move Yunsui to another room. After another two days, the rash on Yunsui's body gradually faded, and she felt better day by day.
Mother Gu was a kindhearted person. She felt sorry for Yunsui and came to see her twice. Seeing that she was getting better, she was surprised. She didn't expect that the second girl was really capable and what she said that day was not nonsense!
Yunsui recovered, and Yunxing was so happy that she told everyone that the second girl was a kind-hearted and capable master. At that time, even Gu Mama said that she could not be cured, but the second girl personally took Yunsui's pulse and gave her medicine, and only then did Yunsui come back to life.
The little girl's face turned red with excitement as she spoke, but some maids did not believe her. They had never heard of a master willing to take the trouble for a second-class maid. Besides, they had all been in the mansion for two or three years, and no one had heard that the one in Zhuyuyuan knew about this.
Seeing that they didn't believe her, Yun Xing said with a fierce face that they should go ask Gu Mama. As a result, they actually went. It didn't matter that she asked, but she didn't expect that Gu Mama would prove that what Yun Xing said was true! For a time, the fact that the second Miss Chu was kind-hearted and good at medicine spread among the maids.
Four days later, Yunsui recovered completely. She returned to Zhuyu Courtyard and kowtowed twice respectfully to Chu Yufu. All the grievances she had suffered before had disappeared. If she had not been sent to the second young lady, she would have been in great danger this time. It could be considered a blessing in disguise!
If Chu Yufu knew what Yunsui was thinking, she would definitely laugh out loud. A small rash only looks scary. Even if you don't take medicine, it will at most take longer to heal, and it is far from being "critical"!
Yun Sui's illness finally made Chu Yufu realize that the epidemic had indeed arrived. She began to feel a little nervous, and occasionally woke up in the middle of the night, crawling out of bed to open the boxes and boxes to feel if the herbs she had prepared were still there. Two days later, news came from Ci Shou Tang - Cousin Lu was ill.
At lunch time, in the Bamboo and Jade Courtyard.
Chu Yufu was having dinner. When she heard the news, her heart skipped a beat and she said to herself: Here it comes.
Even though she knew Cousin Lu would be fine, she still couldn't help but ask, "What did Cishoutang say? Is Cousin Lu seriously ill? Have they called a doctor?"
"Yes, I heard that my cousin fell ill yesterday. The doctor we called in the morning left half an hour later. I don't think it's serious. After all, if it was serious, the doctor would have stayed." Lan Zhu thought for a while and said.
"That's right." Chu Yufu put down her chopsticks silently.
As the heroine of this book, Lu Jiaan has impeccable character and behavior. She is enthusiastic, lively, cheerful, generous, and hates evil. The more she interacts with her these days, the more she likes this cousin who takes good care of her and has a chivalrous demeanor.
And there is also her grandmother. She sent Mother Yang to visit her twice recently. Knowing that she was weak, she specially sent her a thick quilt.
The better the two treated her, the more guilty she felt. She felt that she could have prevented them from getting sick and suffering, but she did nothing. However, every time this thought came to her mind, she couldn't help but sneer.
What is other people's identity? What is your own identity? Instead of worrying about others, you might as well think more about yourself.
One is the Marquise who has the aura of a protagonist and will be able to call the wind and rain in the future; the other is the old lady of the Chu family. No matter how you look at it, the one who needs to worry about the most is herself. As long as she delivers the medicine in time, her grandmother will be fine.
After comforting herself for a few days, she finally waited for this day.
Around 3 p.m., she asked Lan Zhu to bring the prepared jujube and yam cake and prepared to go to Ci Shou Tang to take a look.
At the same time, in Cishou Hall, a little maid rushed into the main room in a panic and said to the old lady breathlessly: "Oh no, old lady, my cousin, my cousin!"
Old Mrs. Wei clenched the rosary in her palm and stood up suddenly: "What's wrong, cousin?"
"My cousin, my cousin, suddenly a large red spot appeared on her body! You should go and have a look!"
The east wing was in chaos at the moment. Lu Jiaan hid in the bed curtains and cried, refusing to see anyone. The bronze mirror was broken into pieces all over the floor. Her personal maid Sang Lu squatted beside the bed, picking up the pieces, crying as she did so.
Old Madam Wei pushed open the door, gathered herself, stepped over the mess on the floor, lifted the curtains, sat down on the edge of the bed, raised her hand to pull at the quilt, and said distressedly, "Good Jia'an, let grandma see what's going on—"
Lu Jiaan just kept crying, tugging at the quilt tightly and refusing to let go. After a while, the old lady became anxious and burst into tears: "My dear, are you going to drive me crazy like this?"
The crying from under the quilt stopped for a moment, and a muffled voice came: "All of you get out, get out, only grandma stays!"
Upon hearing this, Mother Yang hurriedly told everyone to leave. When she heard footsteps reaching the door, Lu Jiaan slowly poked his head out from under the quilt. He looked at his grandmother and tears streamed down his face: "Oh, Grandma, my face—"
The girl's exposed skin was covered with red spots. The rash was as dark as a rose, like a birthmark seeping out of the skin, spreading from her cheek to her neck. At first glance through her open clothes, even her chest was covered with red spots, which was extremely scary.
Old Mrs. Wei felt her heart break. She leaned over and hugged her granddaughter tightly in her arms, stroking her hair again and again. She said with tears in her eyes, "Don't be afraid, Jia'an. Grandma will find the best doctor to treat you. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
After tucking her granddaughter back into the quilt and drawing the bed curtains, she wiped away her tears and called for someone to come in: "Hurry up and get a carriage and go to Jinma Street to get a doctor!"
Lu Jia'an lay in bed, tears streaming down his face. Thinking back to the face he had just seen in the mirror, he felt like dying. It was just a slight cold, how could it be so bad? He had been fine before his nap, how could he be so disfigured the moment he woke up?
A beautiful girl, at the age of appreciating beauty, was devastated in an instant. How could she not despair? Not only she, but even Grandmother Wei had probably never seen such a disease!
Was she suddenly ill and dying? Would the strange red spots on her body ever go away? Could her face ever return to its former state?
If she turned into an ugly monster, Prince Zhao would definitely not want to see her again, let alone like her! A strange and unbearable itching sensation came from the red spots. Lu Jiaan reached out and clenched the golden peony hairpin that Prince Zhao had given her a while ago, and burst into tears again.
Grandmother Wei sat on the edge of the bed with red eyes and her heart beating violently. She held the Buddhist beads in her hand and kept chanting "Amitabha", her heart was filled with panic.
Raindrops mixed with snow hit the eaves with a crackling sound. Even in the warm room, she still felt cold all over, and her hands on her knees began to tremble.
Seeing this, Mother Yang secretly thought that something was wrong and hurried forward to hold the old lady's cold right hand. She leaned in close and whispered, "Old lady, please don't panic. If you panic first, my cousin will be even more spineless!"
It was no wonder the old lady was anxious. Fifteen years ago, on a winter day like this, which was also rainy and snowy, the old lady’s unmarried third daughter, Miss Wen, fell ill. It was also a simple cold, but she vomited blood the next day and died in the old lady’s arms that night.
Fifteen years later, a cousin who looked very much like my aunt came. There were colds, strange diseases, and rainy and snowy days. Not to mention the old lady, even Mother Yang herself was a little panicked!
After a long while, Old Lady Wei pulled herself together and asked, "Has the doctor arrived?"
The little maid replied, "Madam, it's not even half a quarter of an hour since we got the carriage out!"
The old lady was a little dazed. It had only been less than half an hour? Why did she feel like a long time had passed?
Outside the door, the little maid Danxiang was a little absent-minded. Mother Yang asked her to add more charcoal in the room, but she didn't hear it even after being called twice. When she came to her senses, Mother Yang's face looked a little bad. She hesitated for a moment, walked forward and whispered.
"Mom, I think I've seen this cousin's illness before."
Mother Yang's eyes widened, she glanced into the house, then she pulled her over and took two quick steps to the corner of the corridor, lowering her voice and asking, "Are you serious?"
Danxiang said, "Really? Yunsui from the next room fell ill a few days ago, just like my cousin. Her body was covered with rashes and she had a fever!" Out of curiosity, she peeked at Yunsui from afar through the window and saw that her body and face were all red, just like her cousin.
"How is she now? Is she okay? Which doctor did she consult and what medicine did she take?" Mother Yang asked.
"She's well now. She didn't go to a doctor. It was the second young lady who cured her. She drank the medicine she prescribed."
"Second Miss?" Mother Yang was confused. "Which Second Miss?"
Danxiang blinked: "Which other second lady? The second lady from Zhuyuyuan!"
Mother Yang was a little confused. How could the second young lady have such a skill? But then she thought, the second young lady could make sleeping sachets and also knew how to open up the meridians. It was obvious that she had some basic knowledge of medicine. But she didn't know how powerful she was, to the point where she could prescribe medicine to treat illnesses.
She interrupted her thoughts, asked Danxiang a few more questions, then turned back to the east wing and whispered in the old lady's ear.
Mrs. Wei was surprised to hear this, and she was a little bit unconvinced. Madam Yang knew what she was thinking from her expression and advised, "Madam, the second young lady's grandfather and mother both knew medicine. Although she hasn't said it, it makes sense that she knows medicine. Summon her over to take a look. At least it's better than us watching here without knowing anything. It wouldn't hurt to let the second young lady take a look first. Besides, the cousin and the second young lady have always been good friends. With her around, the cousin might feel better too."
Old Madam Wei sighed, listening to the incessant sobbing beside her, and nodded: "Then ask Fu to come over and take a look."
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