Chapter 40 Lin Fu falls ill
After Mrs. Song woke up, she couldn't help but pull Chai Ya to ask about Lin Zhiyi's intentions towards her husband's family.
Chai Ya was a simple-minded girl, so she told Song Ruolan everything.
Upon learning that her daughter had suffered a lot in the Qin family, Mrs. Song immediately wiped away her tears with heartache.
She regretted it very much. She should never have let her daughter marry Qin Lang, the ungrateful man.
Lin Zhiyi: "Mom, I'm fine. I've recovered. Don't worry."
"What do you mean it's healed? If I hadn't asked Chai Ya, how long would you have kept it a secret from us? Do you know that a miscarriage takes a month to recover? It's easy to develop a chronic illness if you keep doing this.
From now on, you can't do any work. Leave it to me and your two sisters-in-law."
Mrs. Song was filled with heartache.
Gu Wanyun stood aside and understood the conversation between her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.
It turned out that the aunt had a miscarriage, but she had been taking care of them silently for the past two days and had not mentioned her miscarriage at all.
It seems that my aunt has really changed.
In the past, she would have used the miscarriage to trouble the people around her.
She sighed, thinking that her younger sister had met the wrong person and she had learned her lesson.
After all, he is a soft-hearted person and can't bear to argue with her about the past.
"Sister, just listen to me. Have a good rest. I and I will take care of everything."
Lin Zhiyi nodded, "Yes, thank you, sister-in-law."
Madam Song and Gu Wanyun didn't let Lin Zhiyi take action, so she just had to talk. With Chai Ya's help, Lin Zhiyi felt much more relaxed.
There were some things in the space that Lin Zhiyi was not comfortable taking out in front of everyone, so he could only eat a simple elm seed rice in the morning.
Li Wenjing waited and waited, but Lin Zhiyi did not show up to deliver the elm seed rice, so he urged Zhusheng to get it himself.
Lin Zhiyi rolled her eyes. Li Wenjing really had the nerve to eat for free.
Forget it. I'll need his help in the future. It's just a bite to eat, so just give it to him.
"Get ready, it's time to go."
At the officer's urging, everyone began to pack up their things in a hurry.
When Lin Xiuran and Lin Xiuyan heard Madam Qin talk about Lin Zhiyi's miscarriage, they cursed again, "Qin Lang, just wait! If we return to the capital one day, we'll settle this account with you!"
At the same time, he felt even more distressed for Lin Zhiyi: "Sister, get on the cart and let your brother pull you."
"Brother, I'm really fine. Dad and Lu'er are on the cart, so I won't ride on it."
Lin Zhiyi refused to sit down, but her two brothers wouldn't allow it.
"Hurry up and get on the cart. We can pull it."
With the insistence of his two brothers, Lin Zhiyi finally got on the cart.
On the road to exile, everyone walked on foot, but Lin Zhiyi sat on a cart, pulled by his two brothers wearing light shackles, one pulling in front and the other pushing in the back.
They looked exhausted and sweating, but Lin Zhiyi remained indifferent.
This made everyone feel sorry for the two brothers of the Lin family, and they secretly cursed Lin Zhiyi for being a lazy guy.
This also made Old Lady Wang very angry. The two grandsons from the eldest wife's house did not allow her, their grandmother, to get on the cart, but allowed Lin Zhiyi to get on the cart.
Lin Jingshu was even more jealous. As a married woman of the Lin family, she was also divorced by her husband's family. Lin Zhiyi could ride a cart, but she could only walk.
How come Lin Zhiyi has such a good life?
At noon, they finally reached the town.
Lin Zhiyi had an idea and wanted to buy a carriage.
She has space for rice, flour, grain, oil, vegetables, meat, and kitchen utensils. She can just take them out and put them in the carriage when the time comes.
Since she had severed her ties with Old Lady Wang and the second and third branches of the Lin family, she didn't have to worry about being snatched away by them.
The escort also needed to buy some things, so he escorted the fugitive into the post station.
Although many people stopped to watch and point along the way, they were all scared away after the Jinwu Guards shouted at them a few times.
The escort drove all the exiled prisoners into the rooms of the post station, with thirty or forty people in one room.
Li Wenjing happened to be assigned to the same group as the Lin family.
Li Wenjing winked at Zhu Sheng, who immediately understood. Just as he was about to run to ask Lin Zhiyi if he wanted to borrow a pot and what to eat for lunch, he heard Lin Zhiyi say:
"Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a while. Please buy some rice, flour, grain, oil, vegetables, etc. for us to eat on the way."
Mrs. Song was embarrassed for a moment, "But we don't have any money."
Lin Fu said nothing, and his expression looked a little strange.
Lin Zhiyi noticed it and asked, "Dad, are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Fu waved his hands, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.
He was carried from the cart into the post station by Lin Xiuran.
Mrs. Song quickly touched his forehead and said, "It's so hot. What should I do?"
Lin Zhiyi came over and touched it, and it was indeed too hot.
Regardless of being exposed, she reached into her bag and took out a thermometer.
"Mom, help Dad put this under his arm."
Mrs. Song took it. Although she was curious, she did not ask any more questions and put it under Lin Fu's armpit as Lin Zhiyi instructed.
"Big Brother, second brother, please check Dad's wound. Is there anything wrong?"
Lin Xiuran looked around, feeling a little embarrassed.
There are so many people in this room, and my father is a respectable man, so how can he check here?
He had no choice but to ask Chai Ya to get the bedding to cover up the wound, and then he began to check Lin Fu's wound.
The check showed that it was not a serious matter, the wound was a little ulcerated and inflamed.
"How could this happen? We change Dad's dressing every day."
Lin Xiuran couldn't help but mutter.
Lin Zhiyi frowned when she heard this. She suspected that there was something wrong with the medicine.
"Brother, who invited the doctor?"
Lin Xiuran fell into deep thought, and then a hint of anger appeared on his face, "There must be something wrong with this medicine."
Lin Zhiyi asked Lin Xiuran to take out the thermometer. Lin Zhiyi took a look and saw that the fever was 39.5 degrees.
She was startled. This was terrible.
It seems that in the book, Lin Fu died on the road because he was plotted against.
And Lin Xiuran already knew who this person was.
"Don't worry, brother. I'll go get a doctor right away."
Lin Zhiyi was not on the list of fugitives and could come and go freely.
If he was injured, she had plenty of medicine in her space for simple wounds, but it was obvious that Lin Fu's wound was ulcerated and inflamed, and she didn't know how to treat it, so she could only ask a doctor to take a look.
Mrs. Song was embarrassed, "But we don't have any money."
Lin Zhiyi whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, mother. I have money here. I sold the house where the Qin family lived when I came here."
"Well, take Chai Ya with you and be careful on the road."
Lin Zhi’s meaning should be so.
"Brother, give this to Dad."
Lin Zhiyi put an ibuprofen pill and two amoxicillin tablets in Lin Xiuran's hand.
She often travels and explores with friends, and she prepares some simple medicines, both oral and topical, and her space has a lot of them.
"What's this?"
Lin Zhiyi explained, "I bought this from a miracle doctor I met by chance. It can reduce fever and I've tried it myself and it works."
Lin Xiuran frowned as he looked at the three pills.
Lin Xiuyan: "Look at this strange-looking medicine. Could it be that my sister has met a charlatan?"
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