Chapter 179 Emergency Room, Child's Illness
Ying'er got up and quickly poured tea for the old man, gently advising him, "Old man, my wife has her concerns. If you press her too hard, it will only put pressure on her. What if you end up marrying someone who will take advantage of your family's wealth? Wouldn't that be bad for my wife?"
After saying that, he sighed and said, "Most men in this world are heartless and ungrateful. How many of them can respect their wives and be considerate to them for a lifetime?"
With her back to the old man, she finished speaking and secretly winked at Ji Shu.
Perhaps he was thinking about how Ji Shu came to Ganzhou and how she suddenly changed her mind and studied medicine.
The old man was overwhelmed with emotion and sat in his chair in silence for a long time.
Finally, he sighed and said, "I just don't want her to follow in my footsteps and die without anyone to see her off."
Ji Shuteng stood up, angrily saying, "Does Grandfather think that as a woman, I am not fit to care for you in your old age and see you off in your final days?"
Seeing her anger rising, Old Master Sheng knew that what she said was inappropriate, so he softened his tone: "Of course not..."
Ying'er quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "We came here today specifically to visit the old man, so let's let's leave this topic behind."
The old man was happy that Ji Shu came, but as he got older, he couldn't quite grasp the complexities of things.
In addition, with so many people living alone, it's inevitable that they will become withdrawn and isolated.
He picked up the tea on the table and drank several mouthfuls. Ji Shu knew that the old man would be seventy in a few days, which was considered a rare old age in those days.
In recent years, the old man has treated her like a father and a teacher, even more so than his own flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, and not wanting to upset him, I softened my tone: "I'll cook some of your favorite dishes later. I'll save them all for you to have lunch with today."
With that, he instructed Chunzhi to prepare the things and then went to the kitchen by himself.
After Chunzhi and Ji Shu left, Ying'er said softly, "Grandpa, I know your good intentions, but Shu'er is different from ordinary women. Her world has never been confined to the small courtyard of the inner quarters."
"If she had a choice, I believe she would have preferred to be born as a man."
Old Master Sheng put down his teacup and sighed, "How could I not know? It's just that I'm getting old now and I don't know how many more years I have left to live. If I can see her get married and have children in my lifetime, I will have no regrets."
This was indeed his honest opinion, but it was not what Ji Shu truly wanted.
Ying'er asked, "Has Shu'er told you about what happened before?"
The old man looked over with sharp eyes and slowly shook his head.
Ying'er then recounted Ji Shu's past in detail.
The kitchen was filled with delicious aromas. Chunzhi watched as her wife, dressed in a silk skirt with an apron around her waist and sleeves rolled up, revealed a section of her fair wrist as she kneaded dough.
She couldn't help but feel sorry for her and said, "My lady, let me do it."
Ji Shu said softly, "It's alright. Go and stir the pan a couple of times to prevent it from burning."
"Why."
When the four dishes and soup were served, Ji Shu keenly noticed that the old man's attitude had softened considerably, no longer as aggressive as before.
She looked at Ying'er, who simply shrugged.
This indicates that she didn't say anything.
After finishing their meal, the three of them took their leave in a carriage.
On the way back, Ji Shu said, "What did you talk to your grandfather about today? He seemed a little different."
Ying'er then recounted everything she had said to the old man after they left. Ji Shu hadn't expected her to tell the old man about her past with Pei Yanzhi.
He was stunned, but his expression remained unchanged.
She whispered, "And then, what did Grandfather say?"
"The old man didn't say anything in the end, but he probably knew why you were so resistant to men."
Ji Shu felt helpless. She didn't actually reject men; in fact, marriage wasn't a necessity in her life.
If one day she truly meets someone who understands her heart, she will naturally be willing to accept them.
When the carriage arrived at Guangmintang, Ji Shu remembered that the account books were still at the pharmacy, so she instructed the driver, "Su'an, stop here. I'm going to the pharmacy."
Su'an responded from outside, and Ji Shu then said to Chunzhi and Ying'er, "You two go back to the manor first, I'll get the account books and then come back."
Chunzhi agreed, and after the carriage came to a stop, Ji Shu walked down, holding onto the carriage railing.
It was already sunset, and there were hardly any people in the shop. The shop assistant, Xiao De, was tidying up, and two or three apprentices were sorting the medicinal herbs that Ying'er had brought.
Ji Shu nodded slightly to Xiao De and then left the pavilion.
As I went downstairs with the account books, I heard a servant rushing in anxiously.
He called out repeatedly, "Is the doctor here? Is the doctor available? My young master has suddenly developed a stomachache..."
Ji Shu was on her day off today, but seeing his anxious expression and hearing that it was a child's acute illness, she quickly went over to him and said, "I am the doctor."
The man was clearly taken aback when he saw Ji Shu.
But the situation in the manor was critical, so there was no time to worry about anything else. He said urgently, "My young master was fine when he came back last night, but he started to feel unwell this morning and is now vomiting non-stop. I'd like to trouble you to come with me!"
Ji Shu nodded, then turned to Xiao De and instructed, "Bring me my medicine box. I'll go with you right away."
After arriving in Ganzhou, Ji Shu has been able to make house calls independently for several times a month.
About half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent mansion. Ji Shu had heard locals mention this place before; it was one of the most prestigious mansions in Ganzhou.
Judging from the guards standing solemnly around her, she knew that the family must be wealthy and noble. She suppressed her thoughts and followed the servant quickly inside.
As Ji Shu passed through the courtyard, she was slightly taken aback. The servants' footsteps were unusually light, as if they were all martial arts practitioners. What was the background of this family?
After passing through a long corridor, we soon arrived at a courtyard. The surroundings were silent, so quiet it was unsettling.
Ji Shu pinched the callus on her thumb, lowered her eyes, and walked inside.
The servant led him to the door of the inner room and whispered, "Doctor, our young master is inside."
As Ji Shu walked further in, she could vaguely hear a child whimpering in pain, mixed with sobs filled with grievance.
But that voice... sounded extremely familiar.
Ji Shu passed through the screen and entered the inner room, where she saw a maid on the daybed gently coaxing her, "Young master, please have some porridge. You haven't eaten all day. If the master comes back, he will surely punish us!"
Ji Shu heard the child whimpering and shaking his head violently, his hair disheveled and hanging over his shoulders, his eyes swollen like walnuts.
"I don't want to...I don't want to..."
Ji Shu walked straight in with her medicine box on her back and saw the young man she had met that night lying on the bed.
A pair of delicate white feet drooped limply, and she breathed weakly.
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