Mrs. Meng sternly said: "Maybe what? Even if I die, she won't let her cure. Don't just don't, go out, you all go out."
Girls don't dare to go out, just stand farther.
Finally it was the time when the master and son came back. The father and son were talking about some things in the current political situation. When they were in high spirits, Mother Wu rushed to the two of them: "Master, son, hurry up and see the lady."
Meng Nan asked urgently: "What's wrong with my mother?"
"The madam is sick again, which is very bad. Both the doctor and the doctor Zhang have come to see it, and they all say there is no way."
The father and son hurried to Fushouju. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Madam Meng laying on the bed and panting heavily, her eyes closed, her complexion very bad.
Master Meng blamed the girls in the room: "How did you take care of your madam? How did you look like this again?"
The girls knelt down and fell silent.
After seeing the wife on the bed, Master Meng muttered to himself, "Isn't the white girl's medicine no good?"
Meng Nan shook his head: "Impossible. Zhi'er's medical skills are so good. How could the medicine not work? There must be other reasons." He turned his head to look at those kneeling girls, and asked urgently: "Say, is Madam on time? Take medicine?"
At this time, who would dare to lie? A girl knelt and walked forward, telling the story about the lady who threw the medicine bottle in anger and hurt her foot.
The other girl also knelt forward and told her about her overeating.
Meng Da was very popular and pointed at the girl and cursed: "You useless things, if something like this happens, you don't come to report it. You have to wait for your wife to become ill before you can tell the truth."
The girls trembled and dared not look up for a long time.
Meng Nan turned around to leave, Master Meng hurriedly stopped him: "Where are you going now?"
Meng Nan said: "I'm going to find Bai Zhi, she may have medicine in her hand, I will get some medicine for two days before talking."
Master Meng nodded: "That's fine, you go and return sooner."
Meng Nan hurried to Dongfang Bieyuan with a whip, and the guard at the door saw that it was him and immediately went in to report.
Dongfang Mu was very upset. "Why is this kid here again? It's endless, right? Really my Zhier is the barefoot doctor on call from their Meng family?"
"Master, the young man seems very anxious to see that Mengzi, I am afraid that his family is seriously ill."
Dongfang Mu sighed and waved: "Go and tell Miss Zhi."
The young man went immediately, and after a short while, Bai Zhi appeared outside the gate with the medicine box.
Meng Nan opened her mouth to say something, she waved her hand: "Don't say much, let's go, saving people is important."
Meng Nan got on the horse, and she got on the carriage, rushing to Meng's house one after another.
When getting off the carriage, Meng Nan subconsciously wanted to step forward to help her, but she pretended not to see the outstretched hand, carrying the medicine box in one hand and the skirt in the other, stepping on the footstool to get out of the car.
Meng Nan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, disappointed.
When she came to Fushouju, Mrs. Meng had fallen asleep, but her breathing was still heavy and her complexion was not normal. She stretched out her hand and looked at her forehead, but she was still feverish.
She immediately asked the girl on the side: "Is there a trauma on Madam's body?"
The girl was taken aback, how would she know? Could it be that the son said it
"Yes, Madam hurt her foot yesterday."
Meng Nan frowned: "The injury is very serious? Didn't you say that you only kicked the leg of the table?"
Didn't the son say it? Then how could she know that she was injured when she looked at her? Is she really a genius doctor