Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 482 Not a big deal
"You're right." Meng Changqing didn't defend herself. She was wrong after all. She saw her family almost every day, but she didn't notice that something was wrong with them. She was focusing on other things and ignored the people around her. "I'll go see my mother."

In the small courtyard at the back of the government office, Mrs. Wen was half leaning on the bed to rest. When she saw Meng Changqing and Liang Jiujiu come in together, she knew that she could no longer hide her little problem.

"It's not a big problem, so I didn't want to tell you." After saying this, Wen quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief. It was obvious that she was trying her best to endure the discomfort in her throat.

Meng Changqing sighed in his heart, "Mother, let me feel your pulse."

For most people, when they reach a certain age, their health will definitely deteriorate day by day.

Meng Changqing's medical skills were not very sophisticated, and he did not dare to make rash judgments when it came to his own family. After taking Wen's pulse, he did not prescribe medicine or talk about Wen's physical condition. He only said, "Doctor Li and his team will be here tomorrow. When she comes, ask her to take your pulse. I'll feel more at ease.

I'll make you some cough syrup, drink it and go to bed early."

Liang Jiujiu became nervous, but she didn't dare to speak in front of Wen.

Mrs. Wen touched her chest and said, "It's just an old problem. You don't have to waste your time on me."

"Mother said this, Changqing feels deeply guilty." Meng Changqing did not dare to look directly at the other party when he spoke, "You are my family, and my original intention of doing anything is just to make my family live a better life.

Nothing is more important than you.”

Mrs. Wen held Meng Changqing's hand for a long time, until she couldn't help coughing again, then she waved her hand to signal her to go out.

Meng Changqing left the room and Liang Jiujiu quickly followed him out and all the way to the kitchen.

"Tell me the truth, what's wrong with your mother?" Liang Jiujiu asked in a low voice, closing the door. Meng Changqing saw the worry in her eyes and knew that she had misunderstood. "Mother's illness is not serious, but it is difficult to cure. I am not good at treating this disease, so I thought of asking Doctor Li and others to take a look."

"Is it really not serious?" Liang Jiujiu asked worriedly.

"It's really not serious." Meng Changqing thought, is there any disease in this world that is not serious? Since it is called a disease. But she couldn't tell her mother about this.

"Mom, please go back to your room." Meng Changqing took the kettle off the stove, "There's still fire here. I'll bring the cough syrup over later."

"Let me do it." Liang Jiujiu turned around and looked for the clay pot. "You prepare the ingredients and I'll cook. You haven't eaten yet, go back to your room and eat. We know you are filial." Liang Jiujiu sighed and regretted, "I really lost my temper. If I had asked a few more questions when Bafang came back today and knew that Doctor Hu and the others would be here tomorrow, I wouldn't have made you worry."

Her back was filled with self-blame.

Meng Changqing doesn't like this kind of sadness.

Although she knew in her heart that her background was tragic, it was the result of her mother's calculation and a compromise her mother was forced to make.

Her life has been based on sadness since the beginning.

But who set the tone for her? Meng Changqing was determined to be an outrageous person, and her life didn't need to be tuned.

She sat down on the small stool in front of the stove. "It's too late to regret now. But thank you for telling me. None of us in our family are characters in a melodrama. We don't have the habit of hiding things from each other."

The cough syrup that Meng Changqing prepared had little effect, so when Doctor Hu and his team arrived at noon the next day, Meng Changqing directly pulled them into the backyard.