Chapter 436 Yun Shuang's Acting Skills
"Sister Yan, the Third Young Master has come along. He will definitely come in to see the Young Lady. What should we do?"
Yunyan glanced at Du Zhihuan on the bed and said, "Yan'er, stay here. If there's any noise outside, don't come out. Protect the young lady."
Yunyan walked out of the wing room, lifted her skirt and strode into the inner room of the main house.
At this time, Yunshuang was lying on the bed with a pale face.
Yunshuang's facial features are similar to Du Zhihuan's, and after dressing up carefully, she looks about 60% like Du Zhihuan.
Yunyan was worried that Song Yu would notice, so she quickly put on more makeup.
But even so, it's still a little bit worse.
Yun Shuang turned her face slightly towards the bed. "When I turn my face halfway, I look exactly like the young lady. And my voice is now the young lady's voice. It should be able to fool Song Yu, but..."
Yunshuang and Yunyan both looked at Yunque.
Yun Que pointed to the empty medicine bowl on the bedside table. "This medicine will take an hour to take effect. There's less than two quarters of an hour left, so it'll take at least half an incense stick of time."
"I'll go and delay it. I hope Song Yu won't come in."
As soon as Yunyan left the main courtyard, Du Zhixu came towards her with Song Yu and others.
Yunyan's heart tightened. The village head woman was such a waste that she couldn't even stop the man!
Yunyan hurried forward and lowered her voice, saying, "Third Young Master, the young lady took a nap after breakfast and hasn't woken up yet. The young lady didn't know that the third young master would come, otherwise she would have been waiting for you a long time ago."
Du Zhixu's eyes flashed with worry when he heard this. Huanhuan rarely takes a nap. Could she be really seriously ill?
"Tell the truth! Is Huanhuan so sick that she can't handle it anymore and has to take annual leave?"
Yunyan's eyes dodged. "Young Miss... has been weak since she was young. She has to rest at home when the weather gets cold. She may have been tired from honoring Madam Song at the Song Mansion a few days ago. She is indeed not in better health than in previous years, but it's nothing serious."
Du Zhixu became even more worried after hearing this. He turned to Song Yu and said, "Sister, Third Brother begs you to go in and take Huanhuan's pulse. If Huanhuan is really seriously ill, and we don't care, if something happens to Huanhuan, Grandma will be upset too."
Mu Chuqing frowned and said angrily, "Last time in Fancui Tower, Sister Yu took the initiative to feel her pulse, but she refused. Even if she is dying, it has nothing to do with Sister Yu. Sister Yu, let's go."
Mu Chuqing pulled Song Yu away and said, "Your third brother is really confused. You and Huanhuan have an awkward relationship, but he still wants you to treat her. He's really out of his mind."
Du Zhixu: ...
Could you please speak more quietly?
Xiao Chengqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Song Yu went in, wouldn’t he be exposed?
"Cousin!" Cheng Qingmeng hurriedly grabbed Song Yu and said, "Your third brother is right. Du Zhihuan is still the daughter of the Du family, and she lives alone in the manor. If anything happens to her, there will definitely be rumors that are unfavorable to the Du family. Think about your grandmother. She is too old to be stimulated. You should feel her pulse."
"Yes, cousin." Jiang Shiyun also came over to persuade: "After all, she is still the daughter of the Du family. Feel her pulse. As long as she is okay, it's good. If she is really terminally ill and you are helpless, outsiders will not dare to gossip about you. Besides, there are Prince Xiao and Prince Mu here to testify."
"Okay!" This time, Song Yu walked into the yard without hesitation.
Yunyan stopped at the door and said, "Miss, my young lady is still sleeping. Could you please take her pulse when she wakes up?"
Xiao Chengqian was extremely anxious. What reason could he find to stop Song Yu from treating Huanhuan?
I really miscalculated today!
"It will be more convenient for cousin to feel her pulse when she is asleep." Cheng Qingmeng pushed her away. "Cousin, hurry up. We still have to go to Luming Mountain. We can't waste too much time here."
Yunyan couldn't stop him and stepped aside. Seeing that she didn't look too panicked, Xiao Chengqian breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.
Huanhuan is so smart, she must have predicted what would happen today.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chengqian hurried to follow, but Mu Jingxing held him back, "We are both outsiders, so don't follow us in."
Xiao Chengqian glanced at Du Zhixu who entered the main hall. Why was he able to follow in?
When Song Yu stepped into the room, the person on the bed woke up.
"Miss, the eldest lady is here." Yun Que hurriedly got up from the soft chair at the end of the bed and stood between the end and the middle of the bed.
"Sister." Yun Shuang said breathlessly, "Why are you here?"
Song Yu's expression changed. The voice was too weak.
"Hanhuan, it was Third Brother who begged me to come and see you." Du Zhixu, mindful of the strict separation between men and women, stood behind the screen at the door. "You must be seriously ill and can't handle it, so you've asked for annual leave. Third Brother is worried, so let your sister take your pulse."
"Third brother, I'm really fine. I just caught a cold. I'll be fine in a few days."
"Stop nagging! Just be happy that my cousin can come and see you."
Cheng Qingmeng directly lifted the gauze curtain.
Yunshuang quickly turned her face towards the bed.
Yunque was so nervous that he broke out in a sweat.
Don’t notice anything unusual!
Cheng Qing dreamed that her lips turned pale, and for some unknown reason he reached out to lift her quilt.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Yunshuang's forehead.
Cheng Qingmeng opened her eyes wide in shock. Before she could get too shocked, Yun Que hurriedly pushed Cheng Qingmeng aside and covered Yun Shuang's head with another quilt. "My young lady hasn't recovered from the cold yet and is afraid of the cold."
Song Yu stepped forward and lifted the quilt, "Don't cover it!"
At this moment, Yun Shuang was half pressed against the bed, with most of her face pressed against her arms. She said weakly, "Sister, I'm really fine. I'm just weak and prone to repeated colds."
"It's just taking my pulse, why are you taking so long?" Cheng Qingmeng was so angry that she directly pulled her hand out of the bed.
Yun Shuang broke free, "I... I'm really fine. I don't need you to feel my pulse. I don't want to owe you a favor. My Yun Que can treat me."
Seeing this, Cheng Qingmeng felt more and more that she was pretending to be sick, so he reached out and pulled her hand hard.
Yunshuang struggled hard to break free and moved her whole body towards the bed.
Seeing this, Jiang Shiyun, Mu Chuqing and Cheng Qingmeng pulled Yunshuang's hand out.
No matter how strong Yunshuang was, she couldn't break free from the three people. Feeling that time was almost up, she gave up in exhaustion.
"Cousin, come and take her pulse! She must be faking illness!"
Song Yu stretched out his hand and carefully felt the patient's pulse. His gentle expression gradually became solemn, and then relaxed after a moment.
Du Zhixu was worried when he saw that Song Yu hadn't retracted her hand after pinching her for a long time. "Sister, is Huanhuan okay?"
Song Yu withdrew her hand and stood up to leave, but Yun Shuang grabbed her and said, "Sister, I'm just weak, sister."
Song Yu turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed, his eyes falling on her round chin.
It seemed like something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was.
"Yes, you are weak. It is really a difficult and complicated disease and I am helpless. You can only leave it to fate."
Yunque's heart was relieved, thinking that he had deceived Song Yu.
The fake blood poisoning disease was actually successful!
Hehe...her medical skills have improved.
Yun Que quickly lowered the bed curtains and said, "My lady needs to rest. When she feels better in a few days, I will definitely come to express my gratitude."
"No need, I'm too lazy to see her!"
Song Yu turned around and led his men out of the room.
"Sister, is Huanhuan really okay?" Du Zhixu chased out.
Seeing his eyes full of heartache, Song Yu said calmly, "If you're worried, you can stay with her."
Du Zhixu glanced at the main house, gave Yunque some instructions, and hurriedly chased after him.
When Xiao Chengqian left, he subconsciously glanced at the closed room next to him.
If I'm not mistaken, Huanhuan is in there.
In the carriage, Cheng Qingmeng asked, "Is Du Zhihuan really okay?"
Song Yu: "She does have blood poisoning."
"Really...really?" Cheng Qingmeng couldn't believe it.
Song Yu nodded: "I won't make a mistake in the diagnosis. She has blood poisoning. The symptoms are not very serious. With proper care, she can live another year or two."
"Didn't the old man say he only had one year to live?"
"Soaking in hot springs can delay it for one or two years."
"Oh, I see."
Cheng Qingmeng couldn't help but frown as she thought of Du Zhihuan's reaction just now. "She was already so sick, yet she still struggled so hard to break free from our grip. She really didn't want you to feel her pulse. She didn't cry or make a fuss, and she didn't want to do anything to find a miracle doctor. She actually faced her fate of death calmly. This... this is so unlike her!"
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