Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

Why did you suddenly get sick?

Why did you become so ill all of a sudden?

Cheng Silang sat on his knees in the bedroom, looking at the woman on the couch, although it had been half a day, he still had an expression of disbelief.

"What is she talking about?" he asked suddenly.

After sitting for half a day, he saw that the woman who seemed to be sleeping moved her lips occasionally, as if she was saying something.

"I don't know." The servant girl said, lowering her head, "My lady was disturbed by the stimulation."

"Yes, by Wang Shiqi..." Cheng Silang asked, feeling a little uneasy.

He naturally knows who Wang Shiqi is, and his sister won't get sick because of him.

"No." The servant girl shook her head, "If it's something else, you don't need to ask me."

Cheng Silang nodded when he heard the words, and he didn't ask any more.

"Then find a doctor. If she is conscious, it will be saved." He said.

The maid nodded.

"Looking again, many people are helping to find it." She said.

Cheng Silang said oh.

"I, I'll go to the academy to inquire and see who knows a good doctor." He said, getting up quickly.

"Fourth Young Master." The maid called to stop him, "What you want to do now is not this."

Cheng Silang stopped to look at her, feeling a little uneasy.

"So, what should I do?" he asked.

Temperament is too cowardly...

It's good, it's not good...

The maid stood up.

"Fourth son, someone needs to take care of my lady's shop." She said seriously.

Shops, oh yes, those three shops.

Cheng Shiro remembered.My heart beat suddenly.

Such a famous place, often appearing in the same window as a good place to reward myself for waiting for a certain day, turned out to be my sister's!

She, how did she do it?

"Fourth Young Master." The maid had no choice but to shout again.

Cheng Silang came back to his senses, blushing slightly and restrained.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

Sitting in the fairy house again, the initial curiosity was gone. Looking at the four people in front of him, Cheng Silang tensed up and stiffened.

"I have something to tell everyone." The servant girl knelt beside Cheng Silang and said. "The lady is sick."

Shopkeeper Wu already knew about it, so his expression remained unchanged. The shopkeepers of Taipingju and Yichuntang, as well as Sun Cai of Taiping Tofu, all looked shocked.

"So, are you okay?" The three asked in unison.

"It's all right. It's just the business of the store, and my fourth son will take over for the time being." The maid said, looking at Cheng Silang.

"I met Shiro-kun."

The two newly invited shopkeepers are all good people, upon hearing this, they immediately paid homage, and Sun Cai was not far behind.

Cheng Silang's body became stiffer immediately.

"Okay... easy to say." He stammered.

Shopkeeper Wu lowered his head and pushed over several volumes of ledgers.

"These are the account books of the three stores, please check the fourth son." He said.

Cheng Shilang was at a loss again.

He thought of his father at home.Every month, the housekeepers at home and shopkeepers from shops outside will gather here.Report the accounts to him one by one. At that time, his father looked majestic and joyful, like a mountain, firmly holding down their Cheng family.

He only respected his father, but never envied him, because according to the family rules of the Cheng family, as the fourth son, it was impossible for him to touch the account books in his life.

did not expect.There is still this opportunity!

Cheng Silang stretched out his hand subconsciously, picked up a roll of account book and unfolded it.Suddenly his eyes widened.

A lot of money!

He subconsciously rolled up the account book again, too scared to take another look.

A lot of money!

Fortunately, Cheng Silang didn't show any more timidity in front of the shopkeepers, and he let out a long sigh of relief when everyone left and only the maidservant was left, and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

"I don't know how to read these." He blushed and said.

His expression was a little guilty and apologetic, as if it was his own big fault.

The maid smiled slightly.

"The servants will watch," she said.

Cheng Silang breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little dazed again.

"Then, what can I help?" He asked, and he smiled apologetically, "I only know how to read... and I can't read well..."

The maid looked at him and nodded.

"Fourth son, it's enough to help us guard these three shops for my wife." She said, "Don't let anyone take them away, fourth son, these shops are the ones that my wife has worked so hard to get to today. We I don’t want my wife to recover from her illness and wake up, only to find that there is nothing left…”

As she spoke, she bent over and kowtowed, her voice already choked up.

"Get up quickly." Cheng Silang said hurriedly, "This is what I should, and this is what I should. Don't worry, I will watch for my sister until she wakes up."

After saying this, both of them were slightly taken aback.

What if she doesn't wake up...

This thought flashed, and the two of them poohed a few times at the same time.

No, no, definitely not...

"What if she doesn't wake up? Is she a fool again?"

Master Zhou snorted, picked up the tea bowl in front of him, put it down without drinking.

"This little maid actually pulled out the Cheng family to block her. Are the Cheng family good things?"

"That's right, with our family's dowry, you can still throw away Jiaoniang to death from starvation. How can you hand over these properties to them!" Mrs. Zhou said even more anxiously, "That lowly maidservant belongs to the Cheng family, so naturally she will help Cheng Get something at home."

Saying that she got up.

"I'm going to chase her away!"

"Don't worry." Master Zhou said, raising his hand to stop Mrs. Zhou.

"When is it, are you in a hurry?" Mrs. Zhou asked anxiously.

"Two children, what are you afraid of?" Master Zhou snorted, holding up the tea bowl leisurely, "In this capital city, do they think they can find out my palm? Just coax them to play."

"Then get it early and feel at ease." Mrs. Zhou said, "If the cats of Cheng's family smell fishy smell and touch them, they will be troublesome."

"What are you afraid of here? I thought this was Jiangzhou." Master Zhou snorted, "If the surname Cheng dares to come, I will let him go back crying!"

After he finished speaking, he drank his tea with a bit of complacency, but he forgot to blow the tea, and with a loud yell, he let go of his hand and spilled the tea on his body, causing a commotion in the room.

At this time in Jiangzhou, Mr. Cheng, who was sitting in the hall listening to a maid playing the piano, sneezed several times in a row, which made the originally beautiful piano sound a bit fragmented.

"It must be the Zhou family in the capital thinking about me again." Master Cheng said, waving his hands.

The maid hurriedly hugged the piano and retreated.

"Well, why don't you listen?" Mrs. Cheng said with some displeasure.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Mr. Cheng leaned back on the table again, frowning and said.

"Isn't that strange?" Mrs. Cheng asked, drinking tea.

"Master won't be here this week either," said Mr. Cheng.

Mrs. Cheng choked on her tea.

"So you still miss him?" she coughed.

"I think he's dead." Mr. Cheng snorted, "It's really strange. Why did this old bastard stay silent after he left? Didn't your nephew go to the capital? He must have known about the marriage, why didn't he respond at all?" gone?"

It was so easy to hold back all the energy, but the other party withered. Although this was the ideal result, it was still very aggrieved.

"What's the reaction? What else can he say about such a great thing?" Mrs. Cheng snorted.

"Of course he wouldn't talk about that idiot, why didn't he come and make trouble about the dowry?" Mr. Cheng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler ran over while stroking his hat.

"My lord, my lord, here comes, here comes."

The butler shouted hurriedly while running.

People really come?

Master Cheng and Mrs. Cheng both sat up in surprise.

"Sure enough, you can't tell people behind your back." Master Cheng sighed, taking a deep breath and cheering up, "This time, how many people with the surname Zhou came?"

The housekeeper froze for a moment.

"The surname Zhou?" he asked, "Master, who are you talking about?"

"Who are you talking about?" Mr. Cheng was also stunned for a moment, "Isn't someone from the Zhou family here?"

The butler said hello.

"No, no, Mr. Cao Biejia from the state capital is here." He said hastily.

Master Cheng changed his clothes, stepped into the living room, and saw two people already sitting there, one of whom was the very familiar Master Cao Biejia.

"Oh, Mr. Cao." He saluted with a busy smile.

As a local rich man, Master Cheng has a certain status, Cao Biejia stood up to salute.

The two exchanged a few words of greeting with a smile.

"Today, I have something to ask Mr. Cheng to do." Cao Biejia stepped into the topic and said.

Master Cheng nodded.

"Speak, my lord," he said.

"Take a look at your family tree." Cao Biejia said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)