When asked about Sun Wanqing's condition again, Granny Wen sighed: "To tell you the truth, my young lady not only had a fever this time, but she also happened to have her period. We women all know how uncomfortable it is when we have our period. She's already weak, and then she caught a cold and got a fever. It's like adding insult to injury. My young lady's face is so pale."
"Aren't the medicines prescribed by the doctors working?" Su Yun'er frowned as she listened.
A wealthy family like the Sun family should be able to hire the best doctors in Yongning City, yet these doctors can't even cure fever and menstruation.
"The doctor has examined her and prescribed medicine, but the girl either refuses to take it or vomits after taking it. How can she get better if she can't even take the medicine?"
"Why didn't you try acupuncture?"
"I've tried it, and it only lasts for a short while each time. The fever goes down, but I still can't eat. I feel nauseous at the smell of food, and it's even worse than morning sickness for women. Yesterday, after the fever subsided, I said I wanted to eat noodles, but when the noodles were cooked, I either complained that they were too oily, or that the soup was too thick, or that they had a strange taste. In the end, I tried several different ways of making the noodles, but I still couldn't eat them."
As Granny Wen recounted her story, she spoke rapidly, her brows furrowed, and she pressed her lips together anxiously after finishing.
Su Yun'er felt the same way after hearing that.
When you're sick, the most important thing to do is take your medicine, rest well, and eat well.
Without food, one lacks strength and nutrition, making it impossible to fight against illness.
This is likely the reason why Sun Wanqing's condition has been recurring.
As Granny Wen inquired about Sun Wanqing's meal list for the past few days, Su Yun'er listened while starting to think about what to make for her.
"Is Miss Wanqing's stomach pain severe?"
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Madam Su doesn't know, our young lady suffers from such pain every month that she feels like rolling on the ground."
Su Yun'er nodded, having roughly figured out what kind of food to prepare.
As they spoke, they arrived at the main gate of the Sun residence. Granny Wen got out of the carriage first, then stood under the carriage and reached out her hand to respectfully help Su Yun'er out of the carriage.
The gatekeeper and the old man saw this scene and exchanged glances.
The woman who got off the carriage had her hair styled like a married woman's, with no decorations on her head. She used a dark blue plain handkerchief to tie her hair into a bun. Her clothes were made of ordinary cotton cloth. Although her jacket looked quite new, it was easy to tell at a glance that she was a peasant woman from the village.
As for Granny Wen, she was a respected old nanny in the Sun family, practically a mistress. She could command everyone in the Sun family. And now, Granny Wen, who was practically a mistress, was so respectfully helping a peasant woman get off the carriage, and she was even using the main gate.
Who exactly is this peasant woman?
The two were puzzled, but dared not be negligent, and respectfully ushered Granny Wen and the peasant woman inside.
Su Yun'er was first taken to Sun Wanqing's courtyard by Granny Wen.
She followed behind Granny Wen. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw that it was full of people, young and old servants and maids, all holding their breath and no one dared to speak loudly.
When they saw Granny Wen and Su Yun'er enter, everyone simply bowed and saluted, not daring to utter a sound.
Su Yun'er was very puzzled. What was wrong with these people? Had something serious happened?
But soon, she will find out why.
Su Yun'er noticed that the layout of the courtyard was no different from the last time she came, but there was a row of seven or eight charcoal stoves for heating under the eaves.
Upon entering the house, the heat that hit her made Su Yun'er momentarily think she had entered a greenhouse for growing flowers and plants. Everyone in the house was dressed rather lightly.
The interior of the Sun residence was indeed hotter this time than the last time I visited.
Coming to her senses, Su Yun'er saw an old lady sitting in the main seat in the center.
Although she had occasional gray hairs, her hair was always neatly combed into the bun style often worn by elderly ladies from wealthy families. Her bun and ears were simply adorned with gold hairpins and jade. She wore a dark yellow robe embroidered with auspicious patterns of fortune, prosperity, and longevity. On her hand, which held a teacup, two emerald rings could be seen.
Her life of luxury over the years had instilled in her a certain aura; simply sitting there exuded a sense of authority.
But at this moment, his majesty revealed anxiety, heartache, and a touch of helplessness.
When she saw Su Yun'er enter, a glimmer of light appeared in her aged eyes.
Su Yun'er glanced at Old Madam Huo and thought to herself, "Wow, this old lady is really impressive."
"Madam, the lady has arrived." Granny Wen stepped forward and curtsied, then turned to Su Yun'er and said, "Miss Su, this is our family's matriarch."
Su Yun'er also curtsied: "Greetings, Madam."
“Madam, please don’t stand on ceremony. I’m so sorry to have troubled you to come here again today. But my granddaughter is too weak, so I have to trouble you again.”
"Madam, you are too kind. I have known Miss Wanqing for a while, and when I learned that she was ill, I should come to visit her. If I can help her get rid of her pain, that would be a good deed for me."
Hearing Su Yun'er's words, Wen Mama and the old women serving in the room showed barely perceptible surprise or dissatisfaction in their eyes.
Su Yun'er was just a peasant woman, nothing more. But what kind of noble status did Old Madam Huo have? Su Yun'er actually dared to call herself a junior instead of a commoner. She really knew how to flatter herself.
Someone mustered up their courage and quickly glanced at Old Madam Huo. Old Madam Huo didn't react, so the servants stood motionless to the side, not daring to say anything.
Su Yun'er knew that referring to herself as a "junior" would probably be disliked, making people think that she didn't recognize her social class and status. But what could she do? Having received socialist education since childhood, Su Yun'er didn't feel that she was inferior to Old Madam Huo at all.
Or several grades lower.
"Then I'll trouble you, madam, to quickly prepare some food for my granddaughter. She hasn't eaten for three days. She can only drink a little soup occasionally, but that's not a long-term solution," Old Madam Huo said anxiously.
Su Yun'er bowed again, and then, led by an old man, went to her boudoir behind the screen on the left.
In her boudoir, Sun Wanqing was fast asleep behind the gauze curtains. Although she was asleep, it was clear that she was sleeping very restlessly, with her brows slightly furrowed in her sleep.
Her face was pale, her lips were white and cracked, and she looked very lifeless. Her cheeks were also sunken, and she was noticeably thinner.
"Why are you covering the girl with so many blankets?" Su Yun'er asked in a low voice.
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