What are you eating today?
In the third year of Zhaojing, Fu Xiang was surrounded and killed by the enemy in order to protect Taizu in the battle of Huangdu Cliff. At that time, Wang Yanhui was already seven months pregnant with his child.
After her death, Fu Xiang was posthumously granted the title of King of a Different Surname. Her mansion was always crowded with people and rare treasures were continuously sent in. But how could these compensate for or fill the pain of losing her husband?
The Zhaojing Dynasty valued civil officials over military officials, and her husband's glorious military achievements and heroic sacrifice were gradually forgotten in the court. Even some scholars and writers began to speak rudely to him, and those officials in the court who claimed to be upright would secretly point fingers at the orphans and their widowed mother.
Her mother once advised her to remarry, but she refused. Why should the achievements her husband had earned at the cost of his life be treated with such disrespect by them?
So, she turned her grief and indignation into blood and sweat, poured it into her only son, and insisted on training him to be a scholar, if for nothing else, just so that one day her son could trample those old men who only knew how to quibble about words under his feet.
Now this unyielding old lady can only stay in bed, taking medicine and soup all day long.
Although she was old, her eyes were sharp as a torch, fixed on the girl in a white coat and a high ponytail standing before her. She wondered in her heart: Can a little girl like this really cure my illness?
This is a disease that even the imperial doctors in the palace are helpless to treat.
Wang Yanhui couldn't believe it, but... she also had some hope.
"Yes, Grandma, Weiwei is amazing." Fu Mingyue said as she tugged at Su Yunwei's white coat. Seeing that she was a little unhappy, she whispered softly, "I'll give you more silver, more silver. I'll give you as much silver as you want!!"
Fu Changan stood to one side, listening to everything Fu Mingyue whispered, and then observed Su Yunwei calmly. When she heard about the increase in silver, her eyes suddenly lit up, a glint of light flashing across her.
Su Yun was slightly tempted, but she didn't show it on her face. She tried her best to hide the upward curve of her lips, and took small steps towards Wang Yanhui with a somewhat reluctant look.
Looking at the old lady half-lying on the bed, barely breathing, Su Yunwei's heart suddenly opened a little. The grandmother who often nagging in her ear and insisting on working in the fields even when she was sick, if she hadn't passed away, she would probably be the same age as this old lady now.
Su Yunwei sat beside the bed and began to examine the old lady.
"Let me take your pulse first." After saying that, he put his hand on the old lady's hand and began to take her pulse.
The rest of the people stood there holding their breath. For a moment, in the huge room, surprisingly, only Su Yunwei's steady breathing could be heard.
"Madam Jinxiu, the food is ready, please serve it."
A clear female voice broke the silence in the room just as Su Yunwei finished taking someone's pulse.
Fu Li saw a maid rushing in hurriedly. He wanted to scold her for her rudeness, but Du Yinyin beside him pulled his sleeve. Helplessly, he hurriedly waved his hand and asked her to leave first.
After taking the old lady's pulse, Su Yunwei found that her pulse was obviously too fast, and that her breathing was slightly rapid as she lay in bed.
Feeling anxious?
After thinking for a moment, she said softly: "Old lady! Are you feeling unwell?"
"There is no part of my body that is happy,"
Su Yunwei silently observed the rhythm of the old lady's speech, which was almost a breath after each sentence.
"If I have to rank them, it's these two legs of mine," the legs under the quilt arched with difficulty, "they're so swollen they look like pig's trotters."
Su Yunwei quickly lifted the quilt, carefully took off the old lady's socks, rolled up her trouser legs, revealing two legs that looked like steamed buns.
"I don't know what strange disease the old lady has contracted. She can't sleep lying flat at night. She can only fall asleep by propping up the pillow high. The director of the Imperial Hospital did prescribe some medicine, saying that it could cure the old lady's swollen legs, but after a few days, her legs swelled up again!" After saying that, Nanny Jinxiu beside her finally couldn't control her emotions and sobbed with her hands covering her mouth.
Seeing this, Du Yinyin hurriedly comforted the nanny who was about the same age as her mother-in-law. Ever since she married into the Fu family as a second wife at the age of eighteen, people around her had complaints about her. Even her best sisters could not understand why she insisted on marrying a widower with two children.
Over the years, her relationship with her sisters has faded, and her parents have had less and less contact with her because of her stubbornness.
Only her mother-in-law and the nanny before her always comforted her, soothed her, and provided her with endless help. Naturally, she treated them all as her own family, cherishing and respecting them. After comforting the crying nanny Jinxiu, she immediately turned her gaze to Su Yunwei: "Doctor Weiwei, can you tell what my mother's illness is?"
At this moment, Su Yunwei was carefully examining the old lady's legs, ankles, calves, and even knees. They were all noticeably swollen, and the skin was tight and shiny. She poked her fingers, leaving a dent, but it didn't bounce back for a long time.
I feel anxious! I have edema now. Just now, another old lady said that she couldn’t sleep at night and had to prop up her pillow to fall asleep!
Su Yunwei nodded secretly to confirm her judgment. It seemed that she had some ideas. She did not immediately answer Du Yinyin's question. Instead, she lowered the old lady's trouser legs and looked up and asked, "Do your feet feel anything special?"
"It hurts, not just my feet, but also my hands. Sometimes they're so numb I won't move them."
Su Yunwei listened silently, but secretly pinched the old lady's feet with her hand. It was obvious that the person on the bed had no reaction. Was her senses becoming dull?
She took off her shoes and climbed to the end of the bed. Everyone looked puzzled when they saw her.
Fu Li stood aside with his fists clasped, looking sideways at Fu Mingyue beside him with disdain: "Fu Mingyue, is this doctor you found reliable?"
"Father! This isn't like my brother going into battle to kill an enemy with one sword. Treating a patient takes time. In your free time, you should read less of those passionate books."
Having his little secret exposed by his own daughter, Fu Li felt embarrassed and his eyes were vague. He quickly coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.
"Mingyue, help me take down your grandmother's pillow and let her lie flat on the bed." Su Yunwei interrupted the conversation between the father and daughter. Fu Mingyue responded and hurried forward to help, gently moving away the pillows that the old lady was using.
Seeing the old lady lying down, Su Yunwei grabbed her swollen legs and lifted them up. After a while, seeing that the swollen legs had not changed at all, she understood and gently put them back.
She looked around at the people around her. None of the women had hair accessories resembling hairpins. Instead, there was a flash of light in the center of Fu Changan's hair, who was standing next to the pillar. A sly smile flashed across Su Yunwei's eyes, and she asked, "Handsome guy, can I borrow the hairpin on your head?"
Although he didn't understand what this strange doctor wanted the hairpin for, Fu Changan calmly took off the hairpin and handed it to Su Yunwei with a smile on her face.
"Thank you." As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yunwei, under Fu Chang'an's puzzled gaze, pointed the blunt end of the hairpin at the soles of the old lady's feet and gently stroked them a few times.
Fu Mingyue stood there in a daze, and suddenly a laugh escaped from the tip of her nose. She immediately covered her mouth tightly to stop herself from laughing. She heard from Xie Yunqing and others that her brother was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like others touching his personal belongings.
Now...
She smiled and glanced at Fu Changan beside her secretly, only to see that his usual expression trembled slightly.
Finally, someone helped her cure her brother! Fu Mingyue straightened her back and snorted softly in the direction of Fu Changan.
The corners of Fu Changan's mouth twitched slightly, and he wondered if Fu Mingyue had a problem with her brain.
Seeing that the old lady still had no reaction, Su Yunwei poked her big toe with a hairpin and asked, "Can you feel where I'm pricking you?"
The old lady was silent for a moment, then responded in a low voice: "I really can't feel it."
After listening to this, Su Yunwei nodded silently.
The old lady's feet had no peeling skin, blisters or erosion. Her legs were raised to rule out the possibility of simple edema. She had no reaction when the soles of her feet were scratched with a hairpin, which might be peripheral neuropathy.
Poking her big toe also made it impossible to tell where it was.
Su Yunwei carefully sorted out the results of her examination and immediately had the answer in her mind. It seemed that athlete's foot was caused by a lack of vitamin B1.
She suddenly remembered that a maid had just said that food was coming.
She looked up in Fu Mingyue's direction and asked, "Mingyue! What are we having for dinner today?"
As soon as the words came out.
Fu Li screamed in shock, "Fu Mingyue!!" Fu Mingyue helplessly covered her ears, her straight back drooping again, and she said weakly, "What's wrong?"
"The miracle doctor you brought here said she was hungry and wanted to eat!" Fu Li gritted his teeth. What a crappy doctor. He examined the patient for a long time but couldn't find out what was wrong with him. Instead, he got hungry very quickly.
Su Yunwei glanced at the fierce Fu Li and quickly interrupted Fu Mingyue who was about to speak: "When did I say I wanted to eat? I wanted to ask the old lady what she wanted to eat today? I need to understand the old lady's diet structure so that I can make a conclusion for her!"
Fu Li's face turned pale and blue, and his eyes wandered around anxiously. Seeing this, Du Yinyin sighed softly. When will her irritable husband change his temper?
Nanny Jinxiu spoke at the right moment: "The old lady's appetite has not been as good as before since she fell ill. Now she can only eat some light porridge and side dishes, and occasionally some bird's nest porridge."
"Want to drink?" Su Yunwei asked
Nanny Jinxiu said, "The old lady drinks some sweet rice wine every night before going to bed to help her sleep."
Su Yunwei climbed down from the bed and put on her shoes neatly, then handed the hairpin back to Fu Changan, but her hand paused in the air for a long time without any response.
Su Yunwei asked doubtfully: "Your hairpin?"
The woman holding the hairpin in front of him had a pair of big eyes blinking. Fu Changan hesitated for a moment before taking out the brocade handkerchief from his arms and motioned her to place the hairpin on it.
Su Yunwei thought to herself, "What a handsome man who is particular about his craft." Then she put the hairpin away as he asked.
"Where is today's meal? Take me to see it." Su Yunwei looked at Nanny Jinxiu and said.
Nanny Jinxiu quickly responded, "Please follow me."
The group immediately followed Nanny Jinxiu's footsteps to the dining area, where Nanny Jinxiu took out the unopened meals from the food boxes one by one.
Su Yunwei, who had not eaten for a day, smelled the fragrant aroma and felt an empty feeling in her stomach.
So hungry...
Fu Changan keenly noticed her throat moving up and down, and softly called the maid waiting on the side, gave her a few low instructions, the maid nodded, and walked straight out of the room.
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