Madam Fan tried to calm herself down and wiped away her tears. "My lord, since your illness is now beyond cure, please tell me if there is anything you want to eat or play, and I will definitely satisfy you."
Fan Hun also looked sorrowful, "Father, it's too late to say anything now. You got to where you are today entirely because you brought this upon yourself. There's no medicine for regret in this world. You'd better hurry up and make your final arrangements!"
"Those three concubines in our backyard are all quite beautiful. You won't need them anymore, so you can leave them all to me. I'll try my best to have them produce many sons for the Fan family, so that you'll have money to burn for your grave in the afterlife."
Upon hearing his words, Fan Tong was so angry he nearly vomited blood and died. He grabbed the back scratcher next to him and slapped it at him.
"You bastard! Your father is about to die, and instead of being sad, you're even eyeing my woman. I'll beat you to death today, you bastard!"
Fan Hun stamped his foot and continued to act foolishly, "Father, why are you so stingy? I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're dead, why are you still clinging to those women? They're so lonely in the backyard with no one to keep them company! I'm just trying to relieve their worries, why don't you know what's good for you!"
Fan Tong flew into a rage, "You, you still dare to make sarcastic remarks? Guards, drag him out and beat this unfilial bastard to death!"
Madam Fan's heart trembled, and she quickly tried to persuade him, "Master, please don't be angry. Hun'er is still a child. Although what he said was a bit harsh, you can't beat him to death. He is the only male heir of our Fan family. If anything happens to him, our Fan family will be wiped out."
Fan Tong sighed helplessly, "Hun'er, your father is about to die, so don't upset me. Do you want your father to die with regrets?"
Madam Fan wiped away her tears and glared at Fan Hun reproachfully. "Hun'er, come here quickly and have a heart-to-heart talk with your father."
"Mom, I don't think my dad will die."
"Not dead? Hun'er, tell me quickly, what do you mean by that?" Madam Fan asked anxiously.
When Fan Tong heard his son say that he wouldn't die, he was overjoyed and stared at Fan Hun with a dazed look. "Son, why do you think your father won't die? Tell me quickly."
Fan Hun cleared his throat. "Father, back then you thought you were cured and didn't need Miss Chen anymore, so you went against your conscience and tried to save those twenty taels of silver."
Although our family has done many such despicable things in the past, Miss Chen is clearly a different kind of person.
I reckon she must have figured out your intentions. She definitely can't let herself suffer this loss, so she deliberately didn't come to treat you, just to put her in our shoes.
Fan Tong shook his head in denial, "It's impossible for a young girl to have such cunning. Besides, after she gave me acupuncture that day, she said that my illness was not cured and that I needed to cooperate with her for two more courses of silver acupuncture treatment. It's all my fault for overestimating my body."
Fan Hun curled his lip in disdain. "Dad, you don't like hearing me call you stupid. Our family is notoriously stingy in Qingshui Town. You'd rather dig out half a penny from a rat hole. That Miss Chen must have known about our family's way of doing things beforehand, so she deliberately held back."
"Shut up, you ungrateful bastard who always sides with his own family. You're always trying to pin this on me. What do you mean by being notoriously stingy? If I didn't do this, would you be living the carefree life of a rich young master? You're so ungrateful. If it weren't for my constant scheming, you'd be begging for food."
Fan Hun scoffed, "A stingy person is a stingy person. You don't like what I'm saying? Fine, forget I said anything. You can just wait to die!"
Shi Taishou slapped his forehead. “Master, what the young master said makes sense. Miss Chen is from Nanshan Village. The other day when I went to post notices, I learned that the people from their village used to work for us. We agreed on ten coins a day, but they worked for half a month, and we only paid each of them fifteen coins. Miss Chen must have heard about this, which is why she kept something from us.”
Fan Hun rolled his eyes and chimed in, "That's right. You don't want to pay Miss Chen for her treatment, and she definitely knows that. After suffering such an injustice, how could she let it go? Now that your old illness has relapsed, you think of her and want to bring her over to treat you. Is that even possible? Miss Chen is definitely angry and doesn't want to serve you anymore, which is why she's not coming."
Madam Fan suddenly understood, her face beaming with pride. "My lord, look how sharp our son's mind is! His analysis is so insightful, it's absolutely perfect! That must be it!"
Fan Tong smiled and said, "Yes, my son is just like me; he's truly resourceful."
"You should take a break. You were just scolding your son for being stupid!"
"I was just saying it offhand; everyone knows I love my son the most."
Suddenly, a wave of itching washed over him, like a hundred claws scratching at his heart, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at his belly.
The thought of umbilical cord infection sent chills down Fan Tong's spine.
He was only in his forties; he didn't want to die. He hadn't lived enough—money, beautiful women, delicious food, fine wine...
He cherished so many things in this world, and no matter how much money it cost, he wanted to live.
No matter what the reason is, we must bring Chen Qingqing here today.
My son is right. If she can diagnose the cause of the illness, she can definitely cure it.
Fan Tong glared at Shi Taishou and immediately cursed, "You stinking shit, you good-for-nothing! If you could speak like a human being, I wouldn't be suffering like this. Look at me now, I'm itching to death!"
"Master, what does this have to do with me? Didn't you say your itch was cured and that you wouldn't let Miss Chen into the Fan residence? Why are you blaming me now?"
"I won't let her into the Fan residence, so you just listen to me. Can't you even try to persuade me? What's the use of having a housekeeper like you?"
"Sir, even if I try to persuade you, you won't listen to me."
Shi Taishou felt wronged. What kind of person was this?!
He made a mistake himself and blamed everything on others. What a useless idiot! Why don't you punish him to death?
Fan Tong shook his head and sighed, "Don't try to argue. Go to Nanshan Village yourself, and no matter what method you use, you must bring Miss Chen here for me."
"Master, what if, I mean what if, what if she still doesn't come!"
"Enough with the nonsense. No matter what method you use this time, you have to bring her here to me. If you can't do it, don't come back to see me."
Shi Taishou's heart tightened. His whole family depended on him to earn money and support them. If he lost his job, his family would starve.
Thinking of this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Don't worry, sir, I will kowtow and beg to invite Miss Chen here."
"Alright, hurry up and go!" Fan Tong said, letting out a cry of pain, and then began to wail again and again...
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