Chapter 72
The rains that fall with the arrival of autumn always fall long and fast, the water pounding against the tiles into a torrent that rolls down the ridges in a cascading, isolating curtain of water. Yueming rests her chin on her hand, knees bent, half-lying on a reclining chair in the porch, gazing glumly at a newly planted banana plant in the corner. Its still-yellowish leaves are tossed here and there by the rain, and she fears that if the raindrops get any heavier, any faster, they'll rip the trembling leaves into a sieve.
Ye Hu peeled a plate of fresh peaches and placed them on the small table beside the lounge chair. The wind-swept raindrops fell on the edge of the balcony, making them wet. Worried that Yue Ming would catch a cold, she bent down and whispered, "Miss, you should go back to your room! The wind is blowing really hard. It's not easy to recover from a cold in the summer."
Yueming lowered his hand from supporting his chin and said listlessly, "I'm too lazy to move. The rain has been falling from morning till afternoon, making my bones ache. Dad and my senior brother are so stubborn. They insisted on going to Mengning in such heavy rain. We said we'd be back in four days, but now we're better, and I don't know where the rain is blocking the way. It's really worrying."
Ye Hu smiled and comforted her, "Master has even been to Burma and back, so this Myanmar Ning thing is nothing. There are inns and restaurants to stay in along the way, and they can take shelter if it rains heavily. Master Changsheng is such a capable man, he will take good care of Master. Besides, didn't Master Yang Liu go with them?"
Yueming tilted her head to look at the moss growing on the tiles of the wall. They had not been home for a long time, and after the baptism of the rainy season, the moss on the tiles was green and soft, spreading one by one over the wall.
She couldn't tell Ye Hu that she was troubled not only by the disobedience of the two men at home, but also by the one in the Tusi Mansion who was making trouble!
She originally thought that Han Yunkai would come to see her when her father went out, but she had been waiting for several days, and not only Han Yunkai but even Feng Xiaosai didn't come.
I don’t know what’s going on!
On the third day after Lan Yingde left, she was still thinking that Han Yunkai might be busy and couldn't come, and it would be the same if she went to find him herself. But Ai Ye came back from buying groceries and told her that Han Yunkai and Feng Xiaosai were wandering around the street!
She was so angry that she couldn't recover for a long time. She gritted her teeth and swore that she would never go to him even if she had nothing to do.
He ignored her. If she went to find him, the servants in the chieftain's mansion would definitely gossip about her!
The rain was a little lighter in the evening, but it was still drizzling. After taking a shower, Yueming lay on the bed with her hair loose, leaning against the pillow and reading.
Ai Ye sat on the floor beside her bed, embroidering the uppers of shoes by the light of the lamp she used for reading. Yue Ming asked her to light another oil lamp and work on the bamboo couch, but she instead taught Yue Ming to be frugal.
Yueming chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Let's not talk about whether your comment about me being a spendthrift was an overstep or an offense. I'm just curious how a mere lamp could be considered a waste. What's going on? Didn't you have enough money for groceries this morning? Are you going to use the saved oil for cooking?"
Ai Ye said confidently, "My mother always told me since I was a child that when I have money, I should think about the days when I didn't have money. Frugality makes sense everywhere."
Yueming asked her in return, "What about ostentation? As a young lady, do I have to be frugal? My father taught me from a young age that wealth and luxury are earned, not saved. If you tell Han Yunkai about living frugally, he'll beat you with a golden bamboo stick."
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had blurted out Han Yunkai's name again. He felt a tightness in his chest. He threw away the book, lay down, pulled the quilt over his head, and shouted, "Sleep, sleep, sleep is the most economical."
There was only one flower left to embroider on Ai Ye's shoe upper. Seeing Yue Ming lying down, she helped her lower the curtain and tucked it in. She picked up the small wicker basket for needlework, blew out the lamp, and tiptoed back to her room to continue embroidering.
In the dark, people's eyes can't see clearly and their five senses will be magnified. Yueming lay on his side on the bed, quietly listening to every sound outside the house.
The sound of dogs barking in the distance, the rustling of rain on tiles, and the heavy and harsh sound of the wheels of a carriage passing by on the floor were all unheard of when I lived in the Tusi Mansion.
She silently counted sheep in English in her mind and slowly closed her eyes amid these not-so-noisy sounds.
Half asleep, she heard a rapid banging on the door. The rain had picked up again, and the pounding sound, mixed with the deafening pounding, was particularly startling in the dead of night. Yueming jolted awake, clutching the blanket tightly to her pounding chest, still trembling.
After hearing hurried footsteps outside the door, Ye Hu called out in a panic, "Miss, Feng Xiaosai came to see the master and said that the second young master is sick?"
Yueming was startled and didn't have time to light the lamp. He grabbed the coat on the stool beside the bed, put it on, and got out of bed in the dark.
He opened the door and asked, "Where's Feng Xiaosai?"
"Waiting in the main hall downstairs."
Yueming hurried downstairs past Yehu. Feng Xiaosai saw her and knelt down to greet her. Yueming was anxious to know Yunkai's situation and waved him to get up: "Alright, why are you still talking about formalities now? What happened to the Second Young Master?
Feng Xiaosai got up and told her what had happened.
"The day before yesterday, a tattoo artist came to tattoo the eldest young master. The master said the second young master had never had a tattoo since he was a child, and insisted that he get one yesterday. The second young master had no choice but to get a talisman tattooed on his waist. After the tattoo, he insisted on taking a bath, and no one could persuade him. He was fine when he woke up this morning, but he started to have a fever at night and fainted. My mistress asked me to come and get Master Lan as soon as possible."
He has a wound and still wants to take a shower. What on earth is Han Yunkai doing?
Hearing that everyone else had fainted from the fever, Yueming's fingers, clutching the man's collar, turned pale with tension, his face gloomy. "My father hasn't come back from Mengning yet. Didn't you ask for another doctor? Where's the one who treated me last time?"
Feng Xiaosai panicked when he heard Lan Yingde wasn't home. "That witch doctor hasn't come back from his daughter's funeral, and Master Lan isn't home either. What should we do now?"
Yueming stopped him, "Why are you panicking? I'm here. Wait a moment. I'll go with you to treat the Second Young Master."
Hearing that she was going to consult a doctor, Feng Xiaosai was stunned and blurted out: "You go? Are you able to do it?"
Yueming glanced at him and said, "I have to do it now, even though I can't. Otherwise, should I go to Lahu Village and find someone to call back his soul like the Third Madam did?"
Yueming went upstairs, changed her clothes, and found a box of penicillin that Lan Yingde had asked her to put away. She then went to the medicine box in Lan Yingde's room to look for a syringe.
After everything she needed was ready, she went downstairs and asked Ye Hu and Xiao Lahu to look after the house. She took Ai Ye and rode in the Tusi Mansion's carriage to see Han Yunkai.
In Yunkai's room, Yin Tai stared at Han Tusi, whose forehead was covered in sweat, with red eyes, and said hatefully, "If anything happens to my son, I will never forgive you."
Han Tusi glanced at Yun Kai, who was lying on the bed with a swollen, festering wound on his waist, and said in a distraught manner, "Alright, you've said this a hundred times. Are you going to stop now?" Turning to Li Yang, he said, "Go and see if Feng Er went to the Western Paradise to get a doctor. Why hasn't he returned in such a long time?"
Li Yang agreed and was about to get up when he saw Feng Xiaosai leading Yueming in hurriedly.
Yin Tai looked behind Yue Ming and saw that there was no one else besides Ai Ye. He asked in surprise, "Where is Mr. Lan?"
Yueming ignored the formalities and called out "Master" and "Madam." He then reached over to the bedside and touched Yunkai's forehead. Yunkai felt a cool, moist hand rest on his forehead and opened his eyes, which had been blazing with fever. Seeing Yueming's small face looking worriedly at his lower back, he forced a smile and asked, "Are you here?"
Yueming... the fact that she can still laugh at this time means that she is really seriously ill!
When Tusi Han heard that the witch doctor wasn't there and Lan Yingde hadn't returned either, he was so angry that he kicked Feng Xiaosai in the chest and said, "Are all of Prime Minister Yun's doctors dead? If these two aren't here, what other witch doctors are there? What good will it do you to bring the young lady from the Lan family?"
Feng Xiaosai was kicked to the ground, but he didn't care about the pain in his chest and crawled back to kneel before the chieftain. Yueming saw that the chieftain was angry and hurried over.
"Master and Madam, don't worry. My father taught me about medicine and pharmacology, and I have a basic understanding. I will do my best to control the Second Young Master's condition tonight. My father should be on his way back. Please send someone to meet him on the road. Once he picks him up, he will quickly come to the mansion to treat the Second Young Master."
Yin Tai didn't quite trust Yue Ming. Although Yue Ming looked very confident, she didn't believe that Yue Ming, who relied on Yun Kai for everything, could diagnose Yun Kai. She hesitated and said, "Let Feng Er go and call another doctor!"
Han Tusi scolded him directly: "What are you doing, kid? Medical treatment involves human life. How can I let you try it casually?"
Yueming held Yintai's hand and said earnestly, "I know Madam thinks I might not be able to make it, and I can't explain it clearly all at once. Second Young Master's symptoms look serious, but he will be fine as long as the inflammation is reduced. Please believe me, I won't joke with Second Young Master's life."
Looking at his son lying in bed with fever and unconsciousness, Yin Tai was torn between his conscience and his desires.
At this time, it was Li Yang who spoke up: "Master, please send someone to find Mr. Lan. Leave this to Yueming!" He stared at Yueming coldly and said: "I don't believe in your medical skills. I believe in your heart for Yunkai."
After hearing Li Yang's words, Yue Ming ignored the reactions of Han Tusi and Yin Tai. She took off the bag from her shoulder and instructed Feng Xiaochong: "First, go find me a stove and a clean pot. Then go get me some strong liquor. The stronger the better. Also, bring me some clean cotton gauze."
Feng Xiaosai didn't dare to stand up, but he glanced up at Han Tusi and Yin Tai, then at Li Yang. Li Yang shouted, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and get what Miss Yueming wants. Do you want a beating?"
Feng Xiaosai quickly got up and went out. A moment later, he returned with a small red clay stove, ablaze with charcoal. He said to Yueming, "Miss Yueming, the stove is here. This clay pot is used for offering water to the Buddha in the courtyard. It's very clean. I've sent for the wine and gauze; they'll be here shortly."
Yueming nodded and asked Ai Ye to pour water into the ceramic jar. When thin white smoke came out of the water in the jar, he put the syringe and syringe into the jar and steamed it.
After disinfecting the syringe, she wiped her hands carefully with a cotton cloth dipped in strong alcohol, then took a dose of penicillin and drew it into the syringe. She walked over to Yunkai's bedside, her hand touching the waistband of Yunkai's pants, then realized that the room was full of people.
Although her father had told her that in front of doctors, patients had no gender, but as a girl, she was embarrassed to take off his pants in front of his parents and brothers.
Yueming turned around and gave Yin Tai and Han Tusi a dry laugh. "Master, Madam, could you please step aside for a moment? This room is full of people, and it's not nice for a patient."
Yueming had done a good job of preparation, and Yintai felt relieved. He took Han Tusi's arm and went to wait in the corridor. Feng Xiaosai wanted to stay and help, but Yueming glared at him and sent him away.
The people in the house had left. Yueming raised her head and shyly reached out to untie the knot around Yunkai's abdomen. As soon as her hand touched his burning abdomen, a large hand grabbed it. Yunkai half-closed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
After being grabbed by Yunkai, Yueming still felt embarrassed even after a long time of mental preparation. He said in a stammering voice, "I'm going to give you an injection."
The man who was unconscious just now suddenly became clear-headed. He looked at Yueming suspiciously, breathing heavily, "Can't you just hit my arm? Why are you taking off my pants?"
This was simply too much to respond to. Yueming pressed her cheek against his burning forehead and spoke frankly, "I've never actually given anyone an injection before. How dare I try to stick it in your arm? What if I hit the wrong vein? The butt is all flesh, so it's easier to inject. I've tried it with winter melons many times, and it's absolutely fine."
Yun Kai laughed in anger: "Are winter melons the same as humans?"
Yueming looked at him and her eyes suddenly turned red. She said in a tearful voice, "But you're feeling bad, right? I don't want you to feel bad. Your wound is infected. If you don't get the anti-inflammatory injection, you'll die."
Yun Kai was speechless and asked the sky, he was a patient lying on the bed dying and yet he still wanted to coax her, where was justice!
"Okay, okay, I'll let you hit me, okay?"
"Untie the belt yourself." Yueming sniffed and ordered.
Yun Kai smiled bitterly: "My bones are like rusted. The slightest movement hurts a lot. You should do it!"
He had asked him to take it off. Yueming quickly took off his pants, dipped the cotton gauze in strong alcohol to disinfect it, and then inserted the needle slowly while pushing the needle out and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Yun Kai bared his teeth. "I don't think you pierced the area where the wine was applied? Did you pierce it crookedly?"
Yueming said to him in a tone that said, "Don't worry, your butt is thick, so it won't prick your bones."
The clouds have cleared... Is this a matter of having too much or too little meat? What's the point of disinfecting?
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