Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 671 Tuberculosis (3)
For the current plan, it is better to quickly find someone to deliver the letter and make plans early, rather than being passive all the time.

Everyone was quite upset. Mrs. Li's young lady was wronged and wronged. They knew in their hearts that after eating this meal, they didn't have the courage to speak out.

In the past, the Li family acted openly and aboveboard, but after the dramatic changes in the capital, Li Shoubei had other thoughts.

Mr. Li was infected with the willow disease, and he would die sooner or later. This was a heavy blow to the Garrison Mansion.

Just when everyone was giving up hope, Li Manzi's sister was found to be three months pregnant, which gave the Li family more hope.

Even though his vision was blurred on a rainy night, Mo Yan still saw a black figure being covered by the crowd, retreating quickly, presumably as a whistleblower.

"Husband, it seems that the Li family cannot stay."

After the death of the Empress Dowager Yu and Wan Teng Yufeng, the situation in Dayue changed rapidly. Under the seemingly calm appearance, turbulent waves surged.

The barbarians hid too deeply and had to be released.

Li Shoubei sent troops to blatantly surround Zuixianlou, just using power for personal gain could make him dismissed from office, and Mo Yan always felt that he should have something to rely on.

"kindness."

Wan Tu Yuling responded softly, showing no emotion.

The people outside the door were still kneeling in the rain, Wan Qi Yuling walked out the door with Mo Yan holding an oil-paper umbrella, ignoring the kneeling crowd, the figures of the two gradually receded in the rain until they were completely hidden in the dark night .

This night, Mo Yan tossed and turned, she wanted to get up many times and go straight to the garrison mansion, and finally went around the inner room, and lay obediently on the bed again.

Wei Zixian is married and is already the young wife of the Li family. It is not appropriate for her to come at such an hour.

It is still unclear how things have developed, and one cannot listen to one side of the story.

Seeing that his wife was tossing hard, Wan Cheng Yuling gently hugged half of her body, and patted her hand carefully until she breathed evenly.

On the second day, the showers stopped.

The glaring sunlight shone into the inner room through the gauze curtain, Mo Yan rubbed her eyes, and groped for the position beside her.

In an instant, Mo Yan woke up, and Wanqi Yuling was not there.

"Princess, just now Li Shoubei came over to make amends. He knelt at the door and apologized, saying that he had listened to the slander."

Mo Bing fetched water and helped Mo Yan to freshen up.

Li Shoubei is a smart person. If something goes wrong and he is directly blamed on his subordinates, there will definitely be an unlucky ghost.

It is said that Zuixianlou discovered the traces of Jiang Yang's robbers, but Li Shoubei didn't care to investigate, his son and daughter-in-law were seriously ill, and his grandson was seriously ill.

It's a good excuse. Knowing that Mo Yan and Wei Zixian feel close, they play the emotional card and tell how miserable they are.

When a person reaches middle age, what he seeks is stability and a peaceful and harmonious family. Unexpectedly, his family members would get sick one after another, and Li Shoubei was devastated.

Mo Bing repeated what he had learned.

Mo Yan didn't sleep well, the sunlight made her shed tears, she squinted her eyes uncomfortably to adapt to the strong light.

"What time is it, why didn't you wake me up?"

Mo Yan sat in front of the dressing table and asked Mo Bing to comb her hair.

"Back to the princess, it is the prince who said that you didn't sleep well and asked you to sleep more."

In the bronze mirror, Mo Yan's face turned pale, she evenly applied the powder on her hands, patted her cheeks, and soon became more rosy.

Hastily ate breakfast, kissed two steamed buns, Mo Yan didn't care about anything, and took the carriage to the Garrison Mansion.

Li Shoubei's conspiracy can be solved by the emperor himself, but what she cares most about is what happened to Wei Zixian.

As soon as Mo Yan's carriage arrived at the garrison mansion, a maid immediately ran to the second gate to report the news, as if she had already made preparations.

Mrs. Li is about 40 years old, with a sad face. She doesn't talk much, but the woman next to her is eloquent.

"Our young lady has a hard life. She was fine at first, but who knew that she suddenly coughed up blood, and her in-laws and his wife came here yesterday."

After the old woman finished speaking, Mrs. Li nodded, followed by wiping away her tears, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", "I heard that you are a living Bodhisattva, you must save my son!"

Mo Yan was almost annoyed, she came to visit Wei Zixian, so does Mr. Li of Lao Shizi have a copper coin relationship with her?
The prefix said so much about Wei Zixian's illness, so why did she ask her to save Mr. Li when the topic changed.

Playing with a prostitute and contracting a willow disease, let her be rescued by a high-ranking princess, I'm really not afraid of the wind flashing her tongue!
Originally, he half-believed the policemen's words, but now Mo Yan believed them [-]-[-]%, the behavior of the Li family is really disgusting.

After finally dismissing Mrs. Li, it took half an hour to arrive at Wei Zixian's courtyard.

"Woo, Miss Mo!"

Wei Zixian's yard is in a small desolate corner, overgrown with weeds, and it is likely that no one takes care of it.

When the defense government learned that Mo Yan was coming to see Wei Zixian, they didn't even want to do it for the sake of appearances!

The one who opened the door was Hongli, the maid next to Wei Zixian, whom Mo Yan recognized.

"Little hoof that doesn't know the rules, is it you who called Ms. Mo?"

The mother-in-law next to Mrs. Li was following to lead the way, and she cursed immediately, "If you don't kneel when you see the princess, you will despise the royal family, and I will beat you to death!"

Hongli trembled and wiped her tears. She knelt down, but her upper body was straight, she bit her lip, and there was a stubborn look in her eyes.

"Mo Bing, this princess hates noise."

Mo Yan's face turned cold, and Mo Bing immediately understood, grabbed the woman who was scolding vigorously, and slapped her left and right, causing blood to bleed from the corners of her mouth and loose teeth, and threw her to a more remote corner and tied her up.

"princess……"

Hong Li was a bit uncertain at first, it was rumored outside that her young lady was infected with the willow disease, the Li family spread such rumors, it was certain that the princess would cut off contact with the young lady.

The empress of Dayue, how could she have a sister who was suffering from the willow disease, if she spoke out, people would laugh at her from all over the world.

However, the young lady was wronged, and she didn't live a good life for a few days after marrying, and was splashed with dirty water.

"Get up and talk."

Fame is nothing but falsehood, all rewritten by the superiors, while the weak can only accept the fate they are arranged.

Mo Yan is very fortunate that she set a life goal for herself back then, and marrying Wanqi Yuling is what everyone expects.

Standing high, she has the capital to meddle in other people's affairs.

"How is your lady?"

Mo Yan still used the address before she got married, and she was unwilling to admit that Wei Zixian married into this dirty family.

"Miss coughed up blood and said she had contagious tuberculosis."

Hongli wiped her tears, but did not invite Mo Yan into the house.

Inside the room, there was an earth-shattering coughing sound, followed by crying, "Young Madam, Young Madam is coughing up blood again!"

Hongli's footsteps paused slightly, with water in her eyes, she cried and said, "Princess, you must not go in, if you are infected, slaves and servants will die."

Wei Zixian is weak and often falls into a coma. When he is awake, he will tell the maids about the carefree days in the North, and his good sister Mo Yan. She witnessed the wedding of Nanping King and Princess, and described it to the maids It was a grand occasion.

Mo Yan couldn't help shedding tears, not all tuberculosis is contagious, but she came here in a hurry today and didn't take precautions.

Mo Yan herself is not afraid, but she still has two little buns.

As a mother, you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your children.

"Open the windows for ventilation."

If it is really tuberculosis, it is not incurable. Of course, in this day and age, tuberculosis should be a type of incurable disease, and it is just a matter of living.

Standing under the window sill, Mo Yan saw Wei Zixian lying on the bed, thin and fleshless, with a sallow complexion, sunken cheeks, and a trace of blood on his lips.

The maid was carefully wiping it with a handkerchief. Wei Zixian closed his eyes and was unconscious.

Under the quilt was a skinny body, and Mo Yan couldn't help crying.

Before getting married, Wei Zixian had a round face and a plump figure. She was a foodie, and she never forgot to eat wherever she went. She wrote letters to Mo Yan, and the letters couldn't do without introducing food.

Today's Wei Zixian, is half of what he used to be?

"What about the group?"

After learning about Wei Zixian's situation, Mo Yan decided to ask a doctor to make a diagnosis first. She couldn't trust anyone in the Garrison Mansion.

Tuanzi is Wei Zixian's son, he should be more than two years old. Hearing that he was not well after birth, Mo Yan's heart hangs.

Princess Nanping wanted to see the young master, but the guards did not dare to stop her. The little boy squatted in the corner, not crying or making noise, silently watching the ants on the ground.

It's more than two years old, and it's not as strong as her own baby and baby, Mo Yan's heart is soft-hearted.

Looking at the clothes, Wei Zixian's child hadn't suffered any pain, and was provided with good food and clothing. When Mo Yan approached, Tuanzi turned around.

"Auntie, give me a hug!"

After Tuanzi finished speaking, the maids and women serving around were all surprised. The young master didn't like strangers, and he wasn't very close to the nanny.

One person all day long, squatting in a corner, watching an ant for several hours.

He often fell ill, and died every time. At the beginning, the people in the house were extremely nervous, fearing that the only son of the eldest son would suddenly disappear.

Again and again, Li Shoubei and his wife gave up hope, so let them take care of it and live every day.

The doctors all said that even if the child is well taken care of, it will not grow up.

"Come on, give me a hug."

Mo Yan squatted down and carefully picked up Wei Zixian's son. The child laughed, and he had a pair of dimples. If he could get fatter, he would be a copy of his mother.

Thanks to Mo Yan's return, otherwise the Li family killed Wei Zixian's mother and son, and when she came back to see the cold corpse, no matter how much justice she tried, she would never see them again.

(End of this chapter)