Chapter 250 Sent for Treatment
An Yan picked up a mouthful of food and put it in her mouth. After chewing it, she said, "The person I want to meet is the future head of the North Courtyard."
"What are you talking about, the future head of the family?" The old man found this strange and said, "Why, the current head of the family is not here either?"
"You don't know what's going on here, but you know about that little girl Beichen." Yan Qingqiu asked him.
The old man nodded: "That's right, she is the future head of the North Courtyard."
"She actually framed us and wanted to take Li Rongsen away to serve her for three months. Do you think you can tolerate this?" Yan Qingqiu said while drinking soup.
"How can this be possible?" the old man suddenly shouted.
Yan Qingqiu almost knocked over his bowl. He turned around and said to him, "Let us prepare first, otherwise you'll suddenly start shouting."
The old man was a little embarrassed, and then said, "Don't tell me you want to exchange the eldest son with us? That's really too much."
"The eldest young master is not on the same side as her. An Yan wants to help the eldest young master take the position and become the head of the North Courtyard." Li Rongsen explained the matter to him simply and clearly.
The old man frowned, looked at Xian Anyan, and said, "This is going to be an internal struggle."
"Let them fight their own battles. I won't get involved. I gave Beichen an acupuncture because she was blocking my way." An Yan said lightly.
The old man's eyes flashed, and then he smiled and said, "This move of the City Lord is brilliant. It really is brilliant."
An Yan also started drinking the soup and said, "This soup tastes very good. Is it chicken soup?"
"Then drink one more bowl." Li Rongsen handed another bowl to An Yan.
Yan Qingqiu said, "The old man from the North Courtyard is really anxious. Before the next day, he sent the chief steward over."
"I'm afraid the situation is not good. The more you struggle, the worse it will get. I guess Beichen is making a fuss over there." An Yan had already guessed.
What she said was indeed true. Beichen used almost all her strength to force the needle out and also took a lot of spiritual medicine, but it still didn't work. She didn't want to let the eldest master succeed, and she couldn't give in to An Yan.
But her body was getting more and more uncomfortable, and she almost didn't have the strength to speak. Her body was hot and cold, and she was uncomfortable no matter how she lay down. Now she was even rolling her eyes.
The old man in the north courtyard was extremely anxious. He felt that this situation was not going to go well, so he immediately asked someone to call Bei Mo over. He first scolded him, and then said, "I really raised you in vain. How dare you conspire with outsiders to frame your sister."
"I didn't. She wanted to embarrass the Lord of West City. I was just defending myself and trying to get away." Bei Mo said to him.
"Shut up, you have only been coveting the position of dean for a long time. Now you are about to get your wish, but you have to think clearly, you are risking your own sister's life to get this position." The old man in the North Courtyard was very angry, but he could not bear to watch his little daughter become a disabled person.
He knew in his heart that Beimo was a good material, but he was just not ambitious enough. It didn't matter if he said that, as the land of Beiyuan would remain unchanged anyway. But he wanted a bigger place and had more ambitious aspirations.
I'm afraid it won't work.
Beichen began to twitch all over his body, and the old man in the north courtyard was so scared that he immediately called for a doctor.
The doctor shook his head repeatedly and said, "Second Miss shouldn't take medicine carelessly. It will only make her condition worse."
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me how to treat it."
"Father, we should send her to the North Courtyard for treatment. It won't be too late if we wait any longer." Beixiang walked into the yard and said, "At this point, this is the only way. There is no other way."
"Finally, you guys are satisfied." The old man in the north yard snorted coldly.
"Father, what are you saying? Aren't we your biological children? You must have loved mother for a few days, as if we are not your flesh and blood." Beixiang has a slightly aggressive personality. She doesn't like to talk normally, but once she speaks, she is very direct.
Bei Mo glanced at her and signaled her not to be angry with the old man anymore.
The old man in the North Courtyard sighed and said, "Alright, take her with you." He then tore off the courtyard master's token from his body and handed it to him, saying, "Take this. You will be the successor from now on, but there is one thing: you must protect me, Beichen Wuyou."
Bei Mo carefully put away the token and said, "I'll take note of it." Then he told his servants to prepare the carriage.
A thick blanket was laid in the carriage, and two well-behaved maids were found to serve Beichen, who was still unconscious. Her face was flushed and hot as if on fire.
The journey was neither fast nor slow, and we finally arrived at the gate of West City.
The old man went to greet him personally and had already arranged a comfortable stretcher to carry Beichen into the conference room.
An Yan was waiting for them there. She greeted Bei Mo first and said, "You're not too late to come today. I thought the old man would take a couple of days to think it over."
"He has no time to deliberate, because my sister is willful and spoiled. After she messed around, she can't wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Bei Mo pointed at Beichen who had been moved to the couch.
An Yan went to see her, took her pulse, and said, "What did she eat? It's too late to induce vomiting."
"There is a cure. My father is very anxious and I don't want anything to happen to her. After all, she is my sister." Bei Mo asked her.
"I didn't expect her to be so cruel to herself." An Yan shook her head slightly, then went over to write two prescriptions, handed them to Yan Qingqiu, and said, "Go and help get the medicine, tell the servants to boil it, and then come back quickly."
Yan Qingqiu nodded and immediately took it and went out.
An Yan felt that this matter was uncertain. Fortunately, Li Rongsen had negotiated with Huashe Mountain and shipped over a lot of rare medicinal herbs, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome.
Bei Mo asked Anyan: "Why haven't you removed the needle from her yet?"
"Absolutely not! If you pull it out, she'll die." The old man explained to Bei Mo, adding, "This girl has taken a lot of medicine she shouldn't have. If it weren't for this needle keeping her alive, she would have died long ago. If you pull it out now, she'll die immediately."
Bei Mo sighed and said to An Yan, "You must save her. I am willing to give you the treasure that the city lord wants."
"Don't worry, I will cure her. I don't want to hurt her life. I just want to put an end to her pampering. Who would have thought that she would be so unaware of it." An Yan had already taken out the golden needles to treat her.
When Yan Qingqiu came over, she called him over and said, "Come and see what poison she has been poisoned with."
Yan Qingqiu immediately took her pulse and examined her condition. After a long silence, he said, "The medicines she took were not poisonous, but they got mixed up when taken together. They should be three kinds. I'll make the antidote later."
"Are there any sequelae?" Bei Mo was deeply concerned about this matter.
"He might become an idiot." Yan Qingqiu blurted out.
Bei Mo's heart sank and his brows furrowed.
An Yan said: "It's not that serious, it won't happen. It's nothing more than lying in bed for a few months."
"How many months will you have to lie down?" Bei Mo asked again.
"At least ten months, at most twelve months." Yan Qingqiu said again.
Bei Mo ignored him and just asked Anyan: "What do you think?"
"Yes." An Yan did not refute Yan Qingqiu's words this time, and what he said might be a mild case. Everything will be known after the poison is detoxified and the needle is removed.
Yan Qingqiu added, "If she hadn't resisted, she could have come back and had the needle removed and everything would have been fine. But she insisted on doing it herself."
"That's just her personality." Bei Mo sighed.
"It's all because of your old man's indulgence." Yan Qingqiu snorted, then ran out to prepare the antidote.
At this time, Li Rongsen came over with a medicine cauldron and said, "I got this from the warehouse. See if it can be used."
An Yan took it and said, "It's useful." Then he said to Bei Mo, "You can go and rest first. I have asked the old man to arrange a guest room for you."
"I can't sleep either, so I might as well find someone to play chess with." Bei Mo looked over at Li Rongsen and asked him, "Would you mind teaching me a lesson?"
(End of this chapter)
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