The old doctor concealed his worry, took the pulse for a while, and then his furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
"My lord, my lady, the young lady has always been in poor health and has been taking medicine. But all medicines have some side effects. The young lady just vomited out the stagnant blood in her body, so she is much better than before."
"When will Yin'er wake up?" Seeing that her eldest daughter still had a chance to wake up, Bai's mother wiped away her tears and looked at the old doctor with hope.
The old doctor hesitated for a moment, glancing at the Marquis and then at his wife.
"This... depends on the young lady's ability to bear it. In any case, the madam and the marquis must not let the young lady suffer any more or become emotionally agitated."
The white mother's bright eyes dimmed again.
A heavy and oppressive atmosphere permeated the room.
The two siblings, Bai Zhenzhu and Bai Wangsheng, who had been woken up and were secretly hiding outside, also couldn't help but feel nervous.
Unable to contain his worries, the thirteen-year-old boy couldn't help but ask his second older sister, "Second sister, is eldest sister not well?"
Bai Zhenzhu's eyes stung with tears. "Who said that? Our family is so rich and has so many medicines, yet we still couldn't keep her alive."
...
When Mr. and Mrs. Bai came out, they saw their children waiting at the door. Seeing their expectant looks, they paused in their steps.
Father Bai sighed, "Sheng'er, Zhu'er, come visit your eldest sister more often when you have time."
This may be the last time you see this older sister.
Bai's father felt a sense of oppression. The old doctor's words still echoed in his ears. He didn't know how to face his eldest daughter, whom he had just brought back, who seemed to be leaving him again.
Subconsciously, Bai's father chose to run away again, as did Bai's mother.
Qingyin was unconscious for two days, and the courtyard was filled with a bitter and somber medicinal smell.
Bai Zhenzhu entered her elder sister's room for the first time, a place she had previously been afraid of.
Her sister's maid was taking meticulous care of the person lying in the hospital bed, not giving her a single glance; the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.
White Pearl wasn't angry either.
Perhaps it was because her older sister was about to leave, and one of her relatives in this world was about to leave her side, that she felt a sense of reluctance to part with her loved one and affection for her older sister.
Bai Zhenzhu sat down beside Bai Mengyin's bed. The person on the sickbed was breathing weakly, and her similar yet ethereal face was tinged with pallor. This pallor and frailty did not diminish her beauty, but rather gave her a sense of fragility, like a misty cloud, seemingly real yet unreal.
White Pearl quietly watched the girl on the bed.
She suddenly realized that she and this older sister weren't actually that similar.
Putting aside her overall demeanor, her sister's eyelashes seemed thicker and her eyes appeared larger than hers.
Her skin was also whiter than hers, like the white of cold porcelain.
Because of the white skin, the lip color appeared exceptionally red, giving a breathtakingly beautiful effect.
Looking at the pale face on the bed, Bai Zhenzhu seemed to be bewitched and couldn't help but reach out towards her face.
She wanted to prove whether there really was such a beautiful woman in the world.
"Second Miss, what are you doing!"
Bai Zhenzhu hastily withdrew her hand and stammered, "A strand of hair fell down on my elder sister's face, and I wanted to pick it up for her."
"Oh." Xiangling noticed a strand of hair that had accidentally fallen behind her mistress's ear, and quickly tucked it behind her ear, withdrawing her wary gaze.
Seeing Xiangling withdraw her guard, Bai Zhenzhu lost all desire to stay. Suppressing the rapid beating of her heart due to nervousness, she fled the courtyard in a rather disheveled manner.
As the sun rose and set, Qingyin remained unconscious for three whole days before waking up.
However, she didn't actually fall asleep; instead, her consciousness watched everything unfold within the system space.
Because the original owner's body was too weak, the effects of the Body Strengthening Pill and Beauty Pill were a bit too strong, which is why she has been unconscious these past few days.
"Xiangling"
My throat was extremely dry because I hadn't eaten much for three days.
Xiangling, who had been keeping watch inside, keenly noticed her mistress's faint voice and sniffed with delight: "Miss, you're awake."
Qingyin's throat hurt a little, so she didn't say anything more, but just smiled and nodded.
With the effects of the beauty pills these past two days, her face has changed quite a bit, as if she's been reborn.
Although she still resembles Bai Zhenzhu, Qingyin's face is already considered a high-end version of Bai Zhenzhu.
Xiangling has been taking care of her mistress every day these past few days, so she hasn't noticed any huge changes in her mistress. She just thinks that her mistress is more beautiful than before.
"Miss, you've just woken up, you must be hungry. I'll go and have someone cook some easy-to-digest porridge."
Qingyin nodded obediently.
Xiangling rushed out and then quickly ran back.
A bowl of hot porridge was brought over, signifying that the news of the young lady who had just been brought back had been awakened.
After Qingyin delivered the porridge, she regained some of her energy.
Xiangling was slightly relieved. Since her mistress could eat, it wasn't too bad.
However, Qingyin had only drunk some water for three days and hadn't eaten much. Her energy hadn't recovered yet, and after finishing her porridge, Qingyin's delicate eyebrows and eyes showed signs of fatigue again.
Xiangling noticed that her mistress was tired, so she coaxed her to rest.
However, the fact that fingers frequently appeared under Qingyin's nose proved that she was not at ease.
Along the way, Bai's father and mother wanted to visit Qingyin, but Xiangling dismissed them with the excuse that the young lady was tired and had gone to sleep.
The pampered and privileged Marquis Weining and his wife had never been so subtly mocked by a maid. However, out of guilt towards Qingyin, they suppressed their anger and returned home.
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