Bao family.
The medicinal bath was ready, and Zhang and her maid placed her son in the tub, with the bath covering his little shoulders.
Zhang asked the maid to take her son's change of clothes. After the maid left, Zhang said, "Young lady, please forgive me for being frank, but is your medicinal bath method effective?"
Her son had been ill for years, so naturally she hoped he would get better soon. Hua Fushu understood Zhang's question, "I once heard Master say she treated a patient with a similar condition to your son's. It was asthma, but not asthma; it was tuberculosis, but not tuberculosis. However, his was a strange affliction passed down from his ancestors, while your son's was caused by a congenital deficiency that eventually developed into this condition. I'm just trying to imitate someone else, and I don't know if it's feasible."
Zhang sighed and said, "I know you've tried your best to find the best solution, but my child has suffered many misfortunes. He lost his father when he was just born. For all these years, I've lived in fear every day, never leaving him for even a moment, fearing he might pass away."
Hearing this, Hua Fushu sniffed and said, "Don't worry, Madam. I will do everything I can to cure your son. Even if my medical skills are not good enough, I know many famous doctors who will also find ways to treat your son."
Zhang was moved to tears of gratitude. Hua Fushu held her hand and comforted her with kind words.
After the child had taken the medicinal bath, Hua Fushu took his pulse and observed his complexion. Although his face was pale, he was still in good spirits and should be safe at the moment, so he said goodbye.
At this time, Bao's father walked into the room and wanted to keep her for tea and snacks. Hua Fushu couldn't refuse, so she agreed.
Zhang asked her maid to prepare tea and snacks, and Bao's father led Hua Fushu and the other person to the pavilion in the courtyard and started chatting with them.
Hua Fushu ate the tea and snacks brought by the maid while chatting with the old man.
While talking to Hua Fushu, Bao's father never looked away for a moment. He treated Hua Fushu as his own family member. If someone didn't know better, they might think they were father and daughter.
In the attic in the distance, Bao Changzhou was wearing a tea-white robe, a belt around his waist with a white jade on it, and he was very elegant, like an immortal descending to earth. He stood by the window, and saw his father chatting with a woman, some laughing heartily, some smiling gently. Because they were too far away, he could not hear what they were saying.
A young man in a deep green robe walked over with a teacup in his hand. His name was Song Wuzhi, courtesy name Baixiao. He took a sip of tea and followed Bao Changzhou's gaze. "Rong Ruo, who is the relative of yours, the girl in the bright red shirt? Your father treats her so well."
Rong Ruo is another name for Bao Changzhou.
In the Tokyo government office, Song Baixiao was Bao Changzhou's legal advisor. Privately, the two were close friends who wore the same clothes, and it was common for them to call each other by their names.
Bao Changzhou glanced at the woman in the bright red shirt and said, "She's not a relative of mine. You've seen her before."
Song Baixiao was full of suspicion, and he only heard Bao Changzhou say, "In the court that day."
Song Baixiao thought of that person and frowned suddenly, "Why is she at your house?"
Bao Changzhou said calmly, "She is a doctor at Xinglin Medical Clinic."
Song Baixiao laughed out loud and said, "It's quite interesting. A female gambler turned into a female doctor. The Ye Mansion's young general has a unique vision in choosing a wife."
Nearly an hour later, the servant brought a plate of steaming glutinous rice dumplings. Song Baixiao smiled and said, "Let me try some and see if your cooking skills have improved."
Song Baixiao unwrapped the banana leaf that wrapped the glutinous rice dumplings. He saw a ball of white and sticky glutinous rice with grains of beans. He took a bite and his brows suddenly furrowed.
Thinking that Bao Changzhou had made it himself, she couldn't bear to let his hard work go to waste, so she swallowed the jiaoshu in her mouth. "This jiaoshu doesn't taste as good as last year. Fortunately, I'm not picky. If it were, those guys in the government office would probably dislike it."
Bao Changzhou said, "Jun'er is ill and the family is very busy. I told the people in the house not to make jiaoshu. I made some today so it's simple and the taste is naturally not as good."
Song Baixiao asked, "Why did you pack it again?"
Bao Changzhou smiled and said, "Jun'er's condition is stable, shouldn't I be happy?"
Song Baixiao replied: "Okay, okay, whatever you want is fine with me."
Hua Fushu looked at the sunset and promised Ye Shiheng to go home early, then she was about to leave. Bao's father sent her and Sanqiao to the door and asked the housekeeper to drive her back to the General's Mansion. Hua Fushu declined, so Bao's father asked the old housekeeper to take her to Xinglin Medical Clinic. Hua Fushu didn't want to refuse the old man's kindness, so she asked the old housekeeper to take her there.
At this time, Bao Changzhou came out, holding a few jiaoshu in his hand and handed them to her. "I shouldn't have misunderstood you that day. On the Dragon Boat Festival, these small jiaoshu are not a token of respect. I hope you will accept them."
If it weren't for Bao Changzhou's apology, Hua Fushu would have forgotten what happened that day. With the mentality of "a gentleman should forgive a villain's fault" and not offend others, he had no choice but to accept his glutinous rice dumplings, and went down the stairs with Sanqiao. The old housekeeper sent them to Xinglin Medical Clinic.
The bright red shirt and long black hair gradually went away and faded out of sight.
Bao's father turned around and saw Bao Changzhou staring intently. He couldn't help but kick his foot lightly and called him, "Wulang."
Hearing his father's voice, Bao Changzhou quickly collected himself. Knowing that he had lost his composure, he forced a smile to cover it up. Without explaining to his father, he returned home.
Bao's father did not chase after him to ask, but just smiled faintly.
Hua Fushu and the other man went to Xinglin Medical Clinic, and after the old housekeeper of the Bao family left, they returned to the General's Mansion.
When I arrived at the General's Mansion, I saw calamus, mugwort and other flowers hanging on the gate. When I stepped over the threshold, it was quiet. It should be busy at this time, but why was it so silent? There was not even a servant guarding the gate.
Feeling depressed, she walked towards the hall. On the table was an offering to Zhong Kui and seasonal fruits and vegetables. It was also very quiet and there was no one around. She became even more suspicious and walked towards the backyard with Sanqiao.
Hearing some sounds in the distance, the two went to look for them. Suddenly, a big rooster flew towards them. Hua Fushu pulled Sanqiao and dodged the big rooster. The big rooster seemed to be frightened and hurriedly ran into the flower garden.
The servant who was chasing the chicken saw that it was Hua Fushou and apologized quickly.
Seeing that he looked flustered, Hua Fushu wanted to ask him what happened, but he was busy catching the big rooster and did not answer Hua Fushu.
As soon as the servant left, Hua Fushu wanted to stop him, but Pian Side came over with Lizhi and asked them.
Side reported the incident, and it turned out that the old general had made things difficult for Madam Ouyang, so the general had an argument with the old general. The old general, in a rage, ordered the kitchen not to cook, and released the rooster in the cage to be killed, and also humiliated Madam Ouyang. The general was eager to protect his wife, so he started fighting with the old general.
"Take me to see it." Hua Fushu's heart tightened, fearing that something might have happened.
Side hurriedly took Hua Fushu to Feiyuan. Before entering the courtyard, he saw more than a dozen servants gathered in the courtyard. The sounds of fighting were mixed with the voices of Madam Ouyang, Gudu Lanxi and others trying to stop the fight.
Hua Fushu quickly stepped inside and stood beside Gu Du Lanxi. "Sister-in-law, how long has this fight been going on?"
Dugu Lanxi was at a loss at first, but when he saw Hua Fushu coming, he calmed down and said, "It's been half an hour. Hua'er, please help me think of a solution. Grandfather is old, and we can't keep beating him."
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