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Chapter 55

The snow in Laba was not as heavy as the previous ones, but it didn't stop until two days later.

When Mr. Qu came to Qingfengyuan, Lu Weiyu's painting was almost finished.

Looking at the easel placed in the hall, Mr. Qu showed a gratified smile on his face.

This girl can paint, she should have recovered.

"Have you gone to the library?" Mr. Qu asked in surprise as he came over to take a look.

"Well, I'm bored in the house, so I took Zheng'er upstairs to look at the flowers for a while, and I wanted to draw them when I came back."

Lu Weiyu put down his paintbrush, saluted Mr. Qu, and explained with a smile.

Mr. Qu took a look at the scenery in the painting and guessed that it was seen from the window on the second floor, so he didn't say much.

At this moment, Lu Zheng ran out from Nuan Pavilion, saluted politely, and then said, "Grandpa Qu, you are here!"

"What, Xiao Zheng'er misses the old man?"

Seeing the serious child with a small face, Mr. Qu was stunned for a moment, but he still joked.

He had to see Mrs. Lu so many times every year. Lu Zheng grew up in Chunhua Hall, so he was naturally very familiar with the old man.

"Zheng'er is thinking about it, and..." Lu Zheng pouted and complained with aggrieved expression.

"Where have you been these days?"

"That Aunt Yang couldn't find you to treat her illness, so she blamed her sister and made trouble. She is a bad person!"

Lu Zheng still remembered what happened many days ago, and filed a lawsuit at this time.

Lu Weiyu was stunned at the side.

Zheng'er... actually understood what happened here that day?

On that day, Aunt Yang sent a rough envoy woman from the courtyard to cry and beg for her permission to ask Mr. Qu to go to the house for treatment.

That posturing was nothing more than blaming Mr. Qu on her head for not being able to invite Mr. Qu.

She didn't break up with the woman, and immediately sent someone to invite Butler Zhou over.

She will have to reason about this matter when her father comes back, but she won't let Aunt Yang sing a one-man show.

However, Zheng'er complained to Grandpa Qu first.

What a silly boy, what did you implicate the old man in here...

Touching Lu Zheng's little head among Mr. Qu, and looking over suspiciously.

While ordering Zheng'er to move the chair, Lu Weiyu explained the situation of the day in detail.

"You handled this matter very well."

After hearing this, Mr. Qu praised him, but fell into confusion again.

"What is the wind and cold? The headache hasn't gotten better after so long? Doesn't it mean that the wind and cold is gone?"

"Well, it's probably because I didn't get Tai Shishu to treat my illness, so I feel that I haven't recovered all the time. This is a heart disease."

"I've always believed in my heart that I was the one who got in the way." Lu Weiyu explained with a look of disdain.

That said, it seems possible.

Mr. Qu sighed helplessly, but said: "If it wasn't for the relationship with the uncle's house, it would be because she still couldn't invite the old man to see him."

The implication is that if the deceased Mrs. Tai Lao was not his senior sister.

With his reputation as a famous doctor and the prestige of his eldest son in charge of the imperial hospital, Xiao Xiaobo's house is nothing more than an ordinary patient in his eyes.

It's just that Mrs. Lu has been ill all year round, so Lu Tianyao begged him and called him Grandpa Qu.

And he taught this kid Lu Weiyu to start studying medicine.

With so many relationships, the number of times he came to the Bofu this year is more than all other patients combined.

But it doesn't mean that even if a concubine suffers from a cold, he should be asked to see a doctor. The other doctors in his Huichun Hall are not bad.

Seeing the old man's displeasure, Lu Weiyu smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Grand Master, let's die."

"By the way, support Wei Yu, I feel wronged about this matter."

"It's not because of myself, but because of my mother's grievances. Yang's making such a fuss is nothing more than taking the opportunity to trouble my mother."

"If my mother was not seriously ill at this time, how could she be so arrogant, and she should have established rules long ago."

"However, although I am in charge of the house on behalf of my mother, but in the eyes of others, I am just a little girl. I am too young to be bullied, and they all think I am stupid."

Lu Weiyu sighed helplessly while speaking.

"Hey, it's a big turning point for you to take over your mother's house now, so don't worry about it."

"I just came over from your mother's side, and her condition is more stable than before."

"When the spring is warm in the coming year, it will get better, just like in previous years."

Mr. Qu put down the teacup in his hand, and pointedly mentioned the situation of Mrs. Lu.

In previous years, Mrs. Lu got better in spring and summer, and began to get sick again in winter, with good times and bad times, and she couldn't digest it. When it was serious, everyone thought that she wouldn't be able to survive this winter.

After the warm spring, it can recover again.

Therefore, every winter, people inside and outside the house pay attention to Mrs. Lu's situation.

Thinking that Aunt Yang will be able to straighten her up this year, right?

I'm afraid, even Aunt Yang herself thought so, and she just became more and more insane every year.

Even Lu Qianqian, a concubine, can question her sister-in-law face to face, but don't they all think that she can rectify her name?

Who knows this year...

Who would have thought that the daughter-in-law Lu Weiyu, who has always been forbearing, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore!

Mrs. Lu is no longer passive about recuperating from her illness, and both mother and daughter have long-term plans.

After seeing the effect, even Mr. Qu told Lu Weiyu not to worry.

Seeing that Mr. Qu didn't blame him for letting his mother pretend to be sick, Lu Weiyu was greatly relieved.

This reaction was too obvious, Old Master Qu sighed with a smile.

"Silly boy, your idea is actually quite good."

"In the past, your father and I were too cautious. After all, it is your mother who suffers."

"When you don't know who the dark hand is, your approach is undoubtedly the best."

"When it gets warmer in the future, when your mother is about to recover according to common sense, I will cure the poison in one fell swoop."

"As long as next year's winter doesn't break out again, you can pretend to be in a timely manner to deceive others, which is better than being really sick."

Mr. Qu has practiced medicine all his life, and he has treated and detoxified countless times, but the situation of the Lu family is really...

At that time, the senior sister failed to cure her sick son, and died of depression.

There was only one message passed to him when he was dying: poison.

In other words, Lu Tingzhi, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army who died of illness in Yingnian, was poisoned rather than ill.

Too much information is missing, leaving countless doubts.

But Mr. Qu didn't have no guesses, at least he understood one thing.

The old uncle Lu Qianjun lived in Zhuangzi for more than ten years and did not return to the mansion, which is related to the death of his son.

But the old man doesn't talk to others, how can others ask more questions?

Now Mrs. Lu is suffering from a strange disease with a focus of poison, which has been repeated for many years and cannot be cured.

What exactly is in this uncle's mansion that makes people spend so much time calculating?
Lu Weiyu, who was reborn, also began to wonder about this question.

Mr. Qu didn't stay for long, and after talking for a while, he gave routine examinations to both children.

After that, I went to see Liu'er and plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

With Ruyi's care, Liu'er's injuries have recovered, and plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums have fully healed.

It's just that Lu Weiyu still has a request, and he will be sick until the end of the year.

I learned that the concubine of Chunyueyuan is also pretending to be sick to find fault.

Not to mention these maids, even the four newly arrived women in charge advocate continuing to recuperate from illness, who is afraid of who is pretending to be sick?

(End of this chapter)