Video: From Qingqing's daily life

Chapter 47
In the past half a decade of development, the night market has become more and more lively.

In just these days, tax revenue has increased by several points year-on-year.

While Yin Ling was waiting for an opportunity, something happened suddenly in Ming Yuan.

Yuanying fell ill.

Yin Ling, who got the news, left the night market in a hurry and rushed home.

"Young master, slaves, slaves don't know what's going on. In the evening, Madam finished her meal and said she wanted to rest when she was tired. She didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food. When the slaves went to see her again, Madam was so weak. It's..."

Yuanying's personal maid, Putao, was standing beside the bed, crying like pear blossoms and rain.

Yin Ling stretched out his hand and lightly probed Yuanying's neck, and found that the temperature was very high. He presumably had a fever, but the specific symptoms were not clear.

"Have you invited the doctor?" Yin Ling asked.

Putao nodded quickly, and replied: "Director Qi has already gone to invite him, and he is on his way back."

"Others go down first, bring me a basin of well water, you stay, and tell me what my wife did today."

Yin Ling waved his hand, signaling the other servants in the room to retreat, leaving only the grapes behind.

With tears in his voice, Putao reported to Yin Ling everything that Yuanying did today in detail.

Yin Ling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

At this time, Yuanying had a high fever, but her face was still rosy, and she showed no signs of poisoning. During this period of time, her workload was more than usual, and she even woke up every day to busy with Mingyuan's personnel management, account books and so on. of.

There is hardly much time to rest.

Yin Lin naturally knew the reason why she worked so hard. Looking at her sleeping at this time, her phoenix eyes were lightly closed, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a few drops of imperceptible sweat appeared on her suet-like jade skin. I think it's because of a serious illness that I can't sleep well.

Can not help but sigh.

"You don't need to be nervous, Madam should be tired, just wait for the doctor to come and see." Yin Ling comforted Putao who was still crying.

In the original plot, after Yuan Ying married Yin Zheng, she did fall ill once. Yin Ling was not sure whether this time was the same as the original plot, so when he heard the news, he did not rule out the possibility of being poisoned.

But depending on the situation at this time, it should not be poisoning.

"My servant is not taking good care of my wife, please be punished by the young master." Putao's crying gradually died down, but the guilt in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Yin Ling shook his head secretly, and didn't talk to her any more.

Not long after, another servant fetched a basin of cool well water.

Yin Ling rolled up his sleeves and was about to wet the towel.

"Young master, let the slaves come." Putao saw it and wanted to do it.

"No, I'll do it." Yin Ling shook his head, quickly wet the towel, then wrung it dry, and gently wiped off the sweat from Yuanying's face and palms.

At the same time, it can also achieve a physical cooling effect.

Soon, Director Qi came with the doctor.

"Young master, the doctor is here." Director Qi saluted.

Behind him, followed by an old man carrying a medicine box.

Yin Ling nodded towards them: "It's time to work."

Butler Qi didn't dare to neglect, and immediately saluted again.

Not long after he was transferred from the Department of Internal Affairs, he didn't know much about Yin Ling and Yuanying's temperament and hobbies. He heard that the eighth young master had only one maid serving him before, so even if he wanted to inquire, he couldn't do it.

Most importantly, he was transferred from the Department of Internal Affairs to Mingyuan because he offended his immediate superior.

At first I thought it was a hard job, but looking at it now, the eighth young master is very kind, and the uneasiness in my heart has gradually let go these few days.

"His Royal Highness Eighth Young Master, I need to feel the pulse of my wife."

The doctor looked normal, and after he said something, Yin Ling invited him to the bedside.

There is no such weird thing as hanging silk to diagnose the pulse. After the doctor felt the pulse, he nodded slightly and said to Yin Ling: "Madam Ba Shao is overworked and lacks energy and blood. Just sleep peacefully. The old man will prescribe a prescription." , mainly to soothe the nerves, and on weekdays, the eighth young master also urges the young lady to eat more nutritious meals."

Yin Ling nodded, "Understood."

After a while, the doctor prescribed the prescription, and Yin Ling handed the prescription to Steward Qi, and asked him to grab the medicine, and took another silver ingot and handed it to the doctor.

"Eight, eight young masters, this..." Langzhong looked at Yin Ling in surprise, the silver ingot in his hand was heavy, as much as 20 taels.

With his reputation and medical skills, although he is well-known in the capital city of Xinchuan, his consultation fees did not exceed ten taels at the time when he paid the most!

Yin Ling said with a smile: "It's a big night, I'm really sorry to bother you, the money is my heart."

As he spoke, he glanced back at Yuanying who was lying on the bed without showing any trace, his eyes were full of worry.

Unfortunately, this look was seen by Putao.

She was very moved. In this world... there is such a good man as the Young Master? !

woohoo...

Young Madam, you are dead... Pooh!

"That's it...thank you, Young Master Eighth." Langzhong sighed, and then put the 20 taels of silver ingot into his pocket.

"No thanks."

Yin Ling smiled lightly, and then said to the housekeeper, "Old Qi, help me see it off."

"Yes! Young Master!"

When Steward Qi heard Yin Ling's address, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart was full of enthusiasm.

Originally, he was just sending the doctor to the gate, but he suddenly shouted out the emotion of sending the enemy army to the west.

"Go back and rest too, I'll watch tonight."

After Steward Qi and Langzhong left, Yin Ling looked at the crying red-eyed Putao and said.

Putao shook her head again and again: "No, young master, this servant wants, wants to take care of Madam here."

Yin Ling sighed and said, "Okay, then you will wait by the side, and I will call you again if necessary."

Putao still wanted to say something, but when she saw that Yin Ling was holding the basin of well water again and helping Yuanying wipe her face and hands carefully and gently, she didn't want to say anything.

Then silently retreated to the door, looking at the moon in the sky.

very nice.

she thought so.

……

In the morning of the next day, it was time.

"Ah, ma'am, are you awake?!" Putao exclaimed, her face full of joy.

Hearing the sound, another maid, Pomegranate, also ran over.

Yuanying's expression was weak, she took a few glances, and said, "This is... how long have I been asleep?"

"It's almost eight hours!" Putao replied.

Yuan Ying was stunned, and said in shock: "So long? I haven't finished reading the account books yet..."

As he spoke, he wanted to get up.

"No! Ma'am, you have to rest in bed, or the young master will definitely punish us when he comes back." Putao hurriedly supported Yuan Ying to lie down again.

"Little Lord?"

Yuanying's phoenix eyes flashed, "He...has he been here?"

Putao nodded heavily: "Yes! You were sick yesterday, and the young master rushed back. Don't worry too much, even the doctor's consultation fee has been paid several times! I have been here with you all night without sleep, just now When I went out, I said I was going to show you the decoction."

Yuan Ying's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words.
seem……

Something is broken.

(End of this chapter)