Chapter 215 How did you serve the Second Young Master? Didn’t you notice anything unusual last night?
Lan Jiaoyun turned around in a daze and looked at Lan Xiyue, jealousy almost boiling in her eyes. "He just called you Princess? Lan Xiyue, you're not even married yet, where did the title 'Princess' come from?"
Aunt Hong frowned slightly, "Yes, Miss, a girl's reputation is the most important thing. If such an inappropriate name gets out..."
"I don't need you to worry about my reputation."
Just at this moment, a maid came hurriedly and whispered a few words in Aunt Hong's ear.
Aunt Hong gave Lan Xiyue a meaningful look and said, "The doctor has arrived. Miss, are you really not going to visit the old lady?"
"With such filial people like my aunt and third sister by my side, grandma will surely be safe." Lan Xiyue raised the corners of her lips slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.
Lan Jiaoyun snorted coldly and walked away with a flick of her sleeves.
Aunt Hong stared at him for a moment with a complicated look, then finally turned around and followed.
Lan Xiyue walked back to the pavilion and sat down. Chuchun was worried: "If the young lady doesn't go to visit the old lady, when the master returns home... Aunt Hong and the third young lady will definitely give you a hard time."
"What are you afraid of?" Lan Xiyue picked up the teacup, took a sip, and her eyes were slightly cold. "You know how the old lady treated me in the past. It's better not to show such hypocritical filial piety."
Chuchun felt a lump in her throat when she heard this. Although her daughter was the eldest daughter, she had never been favored by the old lady since she was young. No wonder she didn't even put in any effort to show off.
With a "creak", Yao Lao pushed the door open and walked out. Lan Xiyue immediately stood up and walked out of the pavilion to greet him.
"Little Princess," said Yao Lao, stroking his beard and smiling, "Your brother has completed the acupuncture according to the acupoints you specified."
"Thank you, Master Yao." Lan Xiyue nodded slightly. "I'll draw up the acupuncture plan for the next six days and send it to you later."
There was no way. Her brother was shy and didn't let her give acupuncture, otherwise there would be no need to trouble Yao Lao.
Yao Lao's eyes lit up and he waved his hands repeatedly: "No trouble, no trouble!"
"Chu Xia, send medicine to Lao."
Yao Lao nodded and said, "I will come again tomorrow!" Then he followed Chu Xia away.
The medicine boy carried the medicine box, bowed to Lan Xiyue, and trotted after her.
Lan Xiyue walked into the room. When Lan Shenye saw her come in, he hurriedly hugged his arms across his chest, his face slightly red: "Yuer! You...you go out first."
Lan Xiyue curled her lips, ignored him, walked straight to the bathtub and sat on the stool.
Lan Shenye's brows knitted tightly together, and his voice deepened a bit: "Yuer, boys and girls should not sit at the same table after the age of seven. You are now..."
Before he could finish, Lan Xiyue had already pulled his wrist and placed three fingers precisely on his pulse.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand and said seriously, "This seven-day medicinal bath is to repair the meridians in your legs. It's just that you've delayed it too long, and the bones and flesh have grown crooked." She raised her eyes and looked directly at her brother. "After seven days, you'll need to re-break the bones, undergo surgery, and use Black Jade Paste. By then, your legs will be fully recovered."
Lan Shenye's eyes lit up, "As long as I can stand up again, I can endure the pain of scraping bones and cutting flesh."
Lan Xiyue smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother. I will give you anesthesia during the operation, so it won't hurt. There will also be six days of medicinal baths, and the medicine master will come to give you acupuncture every day. Just soak in the medicinal bath for another cup of tea today."
She stood up and adjusted her skirt. "Brother, just focus on recovering from your injuries these days. Don't worry about what's going on outside. I'll take care of everything."
Lan Shenye nodded, looked at his sister's back as she left, his throat moving slightly. He didn't slowly loosen his knuckles that had been clenched until they turned white until the beautiful figure disappeared outside the door.
Lan Shenye looked down at his numb legs. He had almost given up, but his sister gave him hope again. Regardless of whether his legs could be cured or not, he could not continue to be bald. He did not want his sister to worry about him.
As Lan Zhenrong entered the mansion, he saw the maid rushing towards him in a panic: "Master, something terrible has happened!"
"Why are you so panicked?" Lan Zhenrong frowned and said unhappily.
The maid fell to her knees and trembled, saying, "The Second Young Lady... The Second Young Lady hanged herself... The Second Young Master also met with an accident... Upon hearing the tragic news, the old lady fainted on the spot..."
"What?!" Lan Zhenrong's body swayed, and the servant beside him quickly supported him: "Master, be careful!"
"Rou'er... hanged herself?" Lan Zhenrong's face was pale and his voice trembled.
Seeing the maid nod with tears in her eyes, he suddenly grabbed her shoulders and said, "Where's Yuan'er? What happened to Yuan'er?"
The maid fell to the ground and wept bitterly, "Second Young Master... the doctor said... his eyes were gouged out... he can't speak... his limbs are all broken... and now he's hanging on by a thread."
With a loud "boom", Lan Zhenrong felt dizzy.
At that moment, Yao Lao came out of the inner courtyard, carrying a medicine box. Lan Zhenrong stumbled forward and grabbed Yao Lao's sleeve as if he had seen a savior. "Yao Lao! Please save Yuan'er!"
Yao Lao frowned and waved his sleeves: "I don't know the reason."
Lan Zhenrong asked doubtfully, "Didn't Yao Lao come to the mansion to treat Yuan'er?"
Chu Xia stepped forward and bowed at the right time: "Master, the medicine master is here to treat the young master's leg disease."
Lan Zhenrong's eyes were red. "Since Yao Lao is here, please go and see my little boy..."
Yao Lao shook off Lan Zhenrong's hand and said, "I don't have the time." He then passed by Lan Zhenrong and strode out of the house.
When Aunt Hong heard Lan Zhenrong had returned, she hurried over. "Master, you're back! The doctor just came to see me and said that the old lady was stimulated and had a heart attack due to anger, which caused her to pass out. He prescribed some medicine and said that after she wakes up, she must not be stimulated in any way, otherwise she might become half paralyzed. What should we do?"
Lan Zhenrong roared, "What's going on? Why is Rou'er so upset when she's fine? And what's going on with Yuan'er?"
Lan Jiaoyun's voice choked with sobs as she spoke, "Father, it's all eldest sister's fault. Everything was fine when she wasn't home, but after she came back last night, my second sister and second brother both got into trouble. My aunt and I just heard that Medicine Master was at eldest brother's place, and we wanted him to treat grandmother, but eldest sister said she hired Medicine Master to treat eldest brother's legs, and that there was a doctor at grandmother's place who would be enough."
Lan Zhenrong's face turned pale and he walked straight towards Songbaiju. Seeing this, Aunt Hong and Lan Jiaoyun hurriedly followed him.
When Lan Zhenrong looked at Lan Yuan, who was lying on the bed with a pale face and eyes bandaged with white cloth, he turned around and glanced at the servant in the room, "What's going on? Why is the Second Young Master like this?"
The servant knelt on the ground and trembled in his voice, "I don't know. When I woke up this morning, I saw that there was no movement in the Second Young Master's room. I thought he was sleeping in, so I didn't disturb him. Later, it was getting late, and I wanted to come in and wake him up for breakfast. When I pushed the door open, I found him lying on the ground, his eyes bleeding, and he was motionless."
"Asshole! How did you serve the Second Young Master? Didn't you notice anything unusual last night?"
The servant knelt on the ground, trembling.
Lan Zhenrong walked to the bedside and touched Lan Yuan's face with trembling hands, "Yuan'er..."
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