The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 70: Can you take a break from your bad mouth?

Shoukang Hall was in chaos because the old lady suddenly fainted.

When Lang Jiuchuan arrived, all the masters of the Lang Mansion, big and small, had already crowded into the main house. She could also hear faint crying sounds, and her heart skipped a beat.

Old Madam Lang doesn't look like she's going to ascend to heaven on a crane.

As soon as she walked in, many eyes looked at her. The news that Mrs. Shen gave her a valuable gift spread to all the rooms and courtyards. Naturally, they were curious about how she got in touch with such a big shot.

I heard that she just sent Jianlan to deliver Yangrong Pills and medicinal herbs to the old lady. I wonder what she will give them?
Lang Jiuchuan entered the house, and hot air mixed with various scented powders blew towards her face. Her nose felt itchy and she sneezed.

There was no dead air in the room, so why was she crying?
"Why are you howling here? It's bad luck!" Lang Jiuchuan cursed coldly at the woman who was wearing a moon-white silk skirt, had a fairy bun and had a pair of fox eyes.

That was Lang Zhengping's favorite concubine, Aunt Chen, the biological mother of Lang Cailing and Lang Caiyi. She was suddenly scolded by Lang Jiuchuan. Her cries were choked in her throat, her face flushed, and she wanted to say something in a hurry, but her nose started to spurt.

Aunt Ding's brows jumped when she saw it and she almost laughed.

Lang Cailing had never expected that Lang Jiuchuan would start cursing as soon as they met, and the one he cursed was her biological mother. She was so angry that her eyes were spitting fire: "Who do you think you are..."

"Seventh sister, don't cause trouble at this time!" Mrs. Wu warned her from behind the bead curtain.

"She was the one who cursed first!"

Wu rolled her eyes. The other person was not wrong to scold her. The old lady was still alive. Who was she crying for? Especially after dressing up like this, what was she trying to do?
This is the mourning period. Does she still want to seduce her father to go to her room?
Fox Meizi!
Lang Jiuchuan ignored Lang Cailing and went straight into the old lady's bedroom. Wu couldn't stop him.

Inside the bedroom, the doctor Chen from the Marquis's residence was already checking the old lady's pulse. Lang Zhengping and the three daughters-in-law of the Lang family were waiting nearby. When Cui saw Lang Jiuchuan barging in, she frowned, walked over, and said softly, "Wait outside. Why are you coming in to cause trouble?"

Lang Jiuchuan took two steps forward and looked at the old lady. He saw that her face was normal, her brows were smooth, and she looked like she was just asleep. She did not show any pain and was as peaceful as if she had traveled to the West.

Something weird.

There was no sign of a ghost here, but this person did not look like he had fainted, but rather like he had lost his soul.

She came to Nanny Wang and asked softly, "Why did the old lady faint?"

Nanny Wang's eyes were red as she said, "I don't know. She was fine before. She even wanted to see the old master and eat rice balls with fermented glutinous rice. When I turned around to give her instructions, she leaned on the pillow and half of her body almost fell off the bed. I thought she was taking a nap, so I called her a few times but there was no response, so I panicked."

Lang Jiuchuan frowned.

At this time, Chen's doctor had withdrawn his hands and said to Lang Zhengping, who looked anxious, "The old lady is old and has dementia. She has suffered a stroke before. I have felt her pulse and it is a little rapid. She has stagnant liver qi and blood stasis. I am afraid she has suffered another stroke."

Lang Zhengping's face changed. A recurrence of stroke is extremely dangerous for an elderly man with dementia. If he is not careful, he will be gone.

"Then the mother..."

Doctor Chen said, "The old lady is still in a coma. I want to use needles and wait for her to wake up before taking her pulse. That way, we can make a more detailed diagnosis."

Wu said at this time: "The imperial physician is here."

Lang Zhengping came to the door immediately and saw Silang dragging Liang, the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital, over. He immediately bowed and apologized: "My mother suddenly fainted. I am sorry for being rude. I hope Liang, the imperial physician, will forgive me."

Doctor Liang panted and said, "It's okay. It's more important to see the old lady first."

Lang Zhengping led him to the bedside, and after a thorough examination, he came to a diagnosis that was similar to that of Chen Fuyi, which was to use acupuncture first.

The two doctors stepped aside to discuss how to use acupuncture and medicine. Lang Jiuchuan took advantage of the opportunity to come to the bedside and took her hand to examine it.

The pulse condition was indeed just as the imperial physicians had said. Qi deficiency and blood stasis could easily block the brain's blood vessels and cause a stroke, but it could be prevented by using acupuncture to dredge the blood vessels and then medication to regulate the body.

But she might not wake up if the needle alone was used. Lang Jiuchuan took off the headband on her forehead, reached out with two fingers, and brushed the needle-like judge's pen in his hand across her forehead.

No response, no movement.

Sure enough, the soul was lost.

Seeing her acting strangely, Fan said, "Nineth Lady, you are so thoughtful. Just wait outside. Your grandmother will wake up after the imperial physicians give her acupuncture."

This was the first time she saw Lang Jiuchuan caring so much about the people in the mansion. After all, the old lady had raised her when she was a child, and it was not in vain.

Lang Jiuchuan stepped back and stood next to Lang Zhengping. He opened his mouth and Lang Zhengping saw it. He thought of something and his hair stood on end. He said in a hurry, "Don't say it, don't say it yet."

Niece, can you please stop being a jinx for a while?

Lang Jiuchuan: “?”

Lang Zhengping pulled her back to the corner and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't say anything. Wait for the imperial physician to give you the acupuncture first."

"I can't wake up."

Lang Zhengping widened his eyes and his face turned red with anger. I told you not to say it, but you still said it. Don’t you understand what I’m saying?
Seeing that he was so angry that his beard was shaking, Lang Jiuchuan was not afraid at all and said, "Grandmother's soul is lost. It is not in her body. Even if I give her acupuncture, she won't wake up."

Oh, huh?
"What do you mean by 'lost soul'?" Lang Zhengping was anxious. What did this mean?

Lang Jiuchuan said: "Her soul is no longer in her body, commonly known as soul separation. We need to call her back."

Lang Zhengping: “…”

Listen to what he heard. He said his old mother suffered from soul-leaving syndrome?

"Are you serious?" Lang Zhengping felt very nervous when he thought of the bad words she said. Did he need to find a fortune teller to come home?

"Just wait and see."

Lang Zhengping looked over and saw that while they were talking, Doctor Liang had already inserted silver needles into the acupuncture points on his mother's head, hands and even the soles of her feet.

Fan and the others turned their heads and took a few looks, their eyes all had something strange in them. When did this uncle and nephew become so close that they could even lean their heads together and whisper to each other?

Feng glanced at Cui, then lowered her eyes, thinking, Ninth Miss is someone who knows how to find a backer, and she knows how to find the one with the most say in the Lang family to curry favor with!

Cui was stunned. Looking at Lang Jiuchuan's obedient appearance as he put away his thorns and talked to his uncle, she felt a little strange and jealous.

If her father were still alive, would she also talk to him so freely?
Cui felt a sour feeling in her heart. She looked away and looked at the old lady on the bed with red eyes.

Doctor Liang and the others were twisting the silver needles, and when they saw that the old lady showed no sign of waking up, they began to feel worried. If she couldn't wake up at this age, it would be a big trouble.

Lang Zhengping felt a chill in his heart. It was over. She was right again.

Lang Jiuchuan had already gone to the wardrobe, opened it, took out the small clothes that the old lady often wore, and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Lang Zhengping quickly pulled her.

"Soul summoning."

(End of this chapter)