Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

There are not so many people coming to Cheng Silang's yard during the day.

Mrs. Cheng couldn't stand crying anymore, and she was also taking soup and medicine, but was forcibly sent away by Mr. Cheng.

All the doctors nearby have been invited, and the doctors far away are still on the way, and all available methods have been used, so I can only resign myself to fate.

The girl outside the corner gate took a paper package from a woman.

"Chunlan, are you really going to do this?" The woman took her hand again and asked in a low voice, her face tensed.

Chunlan nodded.

"What if..." the woman said tremblingly, "even if they plead guilty, then you will not be able to escape the charge of being bewitched and murdered."

"Mother, don't worry, that girl will come over when I feed the medicine. When something goes wrong, other people will also testify. They just say that she gave the medicine while we were not paying attention, and it has nothing to do with us." Chunlan said in a low voice, " Did you burn the prescription?"

"It's burned." The woman nodded and said, "I asked the people in the pharmacy, this prescription is commonly used, nothing unusual."

"It's what she says," Chunlan said.

The woman looked suspicious.

"Why does she help you like this?" She asked in a low voice, "It doesn't do her any good?"

Chunlan pursed her lips.

"Why is it not good? What she wants is a good life." She whispered, "What kind of future can I have by following that fool? This time, I helped me. If it happens, I will remember her kindness for the rest of my life. Even parents, you will take care of her a lot in private, I still know her thoughts."

The woman nodded.

"Mom, I'm going." Chunlan said.

"And this medicine primer..." the woman whispered hurriedly, taking out a mask from her wide sleeve.

"Picked up the ugliest shop in the street," she said.

Chunlan reached out to take it,

The woman shook her daughter's hand vigorously for a moment, then reluctantly let go, watching her daughter go in with a worried expression.

Chunlan was sitting in the small room looking at the gurgling pot of medicine. The courtyard was a bit bustling when she heard it. Her heart was beating violently. She stood up and looked over, and sure enough, she saw a girl poking her head into the courtyard.

"Where are you from?" A girl saw it and asked.

"My wife asked me to come and see the Fourth Young Master." Banqin said.

Since the fourth son was ill, many people came to visit. Although the brothers and sisters could not come every day, they would always send girls over.

This is the girl in front of which lady.

"Why haven't I seen it before?" the girl asked.

Before Banqin could answer, Chunlan came out from the room with the medicine.

"Xia Ju, check the stove for me," she said.

The girl responded yes and left Banqin aside.

"I'll make the curtain for my sister." Banqin hurriedly walked a few steps and said with a smile.

Chunlan hummed, and the two entered the room one after the other.

"Oh, by the way, take a look for me, I'll get the medicine primer." Chunlan said again just as she went in, turned around and came out, walked around the kitchen, and said a few words to the girl who looked after the stove.

Seeing Chunlan's nervous look, Banqin in the room pouted.

What's there to be nervous about? The medicine prescribed by the lady can save the dead. A lovesickness is nothing.

She looked around the room with some ease.

It's not that the Cheng family has no money. This house is not shabby at all. She turned her gaze to the bed and couldn't help but groan.

Chunlan and the other two girls stepped in, and they were startled by her.

"Be quiet." The girls scolded.

Banqin covered her mouth with her hand and looked at the person on the bed.

It's that young man!

And joy at the same time.

The lady was right, she was the young master of the Cheng family.

The room was gloomy, but this girl was very happy, and the girls were very unhappy.

"You go back, the doctor said, our young master wants to rest." They said.

Banqin walked away with a sound.

"Which lady's girl, why are you so unruly." The girls discussed in low voices with dissatisfaction.

This time, I must have been deeply impressed by this girl.

Chunlan thought that Banqin's reaction just now was intentional, so sincerity made her feel more certain about the prescription.

"Help young master get up and feed the medicine." She said.

Cheng Silang was helped up, his eyes were closed, and he could barely feed the soup.

As the night gradually fell, Cheng Silang lay on the bed like a dead man.

Because of the haunted rumors, at night, the girls in the house were very frightened, and they hid as soon as they could, looking even more gloomy.

Chunlan stood by the bed, her palms were sweaty, and her body couldn't help shaking.

The medicine has already been fed, whether it will work or not depends on the introduction of the medicine tonight.

In a person's life, he always has to choose a path and take a hurdle.

"My lord, my lord." Chunlan called out in a low voice, "My lord, I'm here to see you."

Cheng Silang has always felt very tired, so tired that he wanted to take a long breath, but he couldn't do it, but not long ago he was poured a bowl of medicine, and the feeling of tiredness was relieved a lot, but it was replaced by powerlessness, the powerlessness of the whole person They all seem to be floating.

The call in the ear became more and more clear.

"Young master... I'm here to see you."

come see me?Who came to see me?

Cheng Silang tried hard to open his eyes, just like he wanted to do in the past, but this time, he actually opened them.

The night lights were dim, and the vision was blurred.

"Son!"

The voice suddenly increased, and it also made Cheng Silang's eyes focus on one place, and a tattooed ghost face approached.

Cheng Silang screamed in fright, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Knowing that something was wrong with Cheng Silang, Mrs. Cheng wanted to go there in a hurry, but Cheng Qiniang held her arm and refused to let her go.

"Mother, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, don't go." She cried.

Mrs. Cheng was angry and helpless, and she didn't have the time to comfort her daughter, so she had to ask all the servants in the family to come and accompany Cheng Qiniang.

Busily came to Cheng Shilang's place in the outer courtyard, and heard crying inside.

"No more?" she asked, her heart skipping a beat.

Nowadays, it is difficult to raise children, and if such a big son is said to be gone, he will be gone. The whole family feels as if a piece of meat has been gouged out.

Mrs. Cheng walked into the room, and Chunlan was kneeling on the ground crying and trembling.

"What are you talking about? Where did this thing come from! What are you going to do!" Master Cheng shouted, and threw something in his hand to the ground.

The mask shattered on the ground, splashing on Chunlan's face and causing pain.

Chunlan cried and kowtowed.

What's wrong?Mrs. Cheng was a little puzzled, and she heard the crying of Mrs. Cheng outside.

"Why are you alarming Madam again?" Mr. Cheng said angrily.

Here, the son has a good or bad situation, and if the wife can't stand it, the family will not be able to live on!

"Do I have to wait until my son dies so I can't even see you for the last time?" Mrs. Cheng cried weakly as she was carried in by the maid.

Mrs. Cheng hurried over to comfort him, and Mrs. Cheng cried and was helped to Cheng Silang's bedside.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't think about it." Master Cheng said.

Mrs. Cheng looked at her son who was motionless on the bed and his face was as golden as paper.

"Son, you're so scared..." she rushed forward and cried.

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Silang groaned.

"It scared me to death!" He shouted loudly, being pressed down by Mrs. Cheng, his front body was instantly lifted up.

Mrs. Cheng and the servant who stood close all screamed and fell backwards.

Terrifying!

This sudden change made everyone in the room stunned.

Mrs. Cheng stared blankly at her half-sitting son.

"Son, you...you..." She trembled and couldn't speak.

Although Cheng Silang's face was pale, his eyes were not dull, but he couldn't bear the weight of his mother and fell back with a yell.

Chunlan who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly got up.

Oh my God!Oh my God!

Really good!Really woke up!

This recipe is real!

She hit the jackpot!

"My lord, my lord," Chunlan rushed over, knelt by the bed and burst into tears, "You really woke up! I am willing to die as a servant!"

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