Chunlu helped Meng Li up, but Meng Li seemed like he could hardly stand.
Jiang Yizhi stepped forward eagerly, and Chun Lu supported Meng Li on the left and right, and asked with concern:
"Cousin, are you okay?"
Meng Li looked at Jiang Yizhi with tears in his eyes and said:
"not good."
Jiang Yizhi:…
How to answer this
Chunlu was anxious, but it was not convenient to check Meng Li's injury in the garden now. Chunlu asked:
"Miss, can this slave carry you back?"
Meng Li shook his head and rejected Chunlu's request.
Then he said pitifully to Jiang Yizhi:
"It hurts. I don't know what I'm tripping over."
"I accidentally tripped and fell."
After Meng Li finished speaking, he turned back and looked around on the ground, and said to himself:
"What on earth is it?"
Meng Li kept saying something, which made Jiang Yizhi feel unhappy.
In fact, I felt a little regretful in my heart. On impulse, I wanted to watch her make a fool of myself, but I really fell down, and I was afraid that she would be suspicious.
Meng Li looked at Jiang Yizhi and said:
"Cousin, I was injured in a fall, so I can't accompany you to enjoy the flowers."
Then he said to Chunlu:
"Hel me back."
Chun Lu glanced at Jiang Yizhi, who was also supporting Meng Li. Meng Li looked a little painful every step he took.
After Meng Li and others left, Jiang Tiancai came out from behind the stone where he was hiding, looked at Meng Li's back and sighed, feeling deeply regretful.
The two of them helped Meng Li slowly enter Meng Li's room. Jiang Yizhi and Lu Yi helped Meng Li sit on a stool.
Jiang Yizhi said to Meng Li:
"Cousin, I'm going to inform my aunt so that I can call a doctor for my cousin."
Meng Li nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Jiang Yizhi:…
Jiang Yizhi took the maid out of Meng Li's room and looked at the maid in Meng Li's yard, feeling particularly speechless.
There are so many maids in the courtyard, why can't we just send one away
She was polite and polite, and the other party took her seriously.
After Jiang Yizhi left, Chunlu squatted down and planned to take off Meng Li's shoes and socks. Meng Li waved his hand and said:
"I'll do it myself."
Chun Lu said: "You can't help me, Miss. Serving Miss is my duty as a slave."
Meng Li just said:
"The pain in my ankle is tight. I know where it hurts so I can avoid it."
Chunlu could only give up after hearing this and stepped aside.
Meng Li used his hands to press several acupuncture points under his knees several times, and then pressed a few times on the acupoints around his ankles. Then he slowly took off his shoes and socks and lifted up his skirt, exposing his ankles.
The ankle was swollen and turned purple. Chunlu felt distressed when she saw it and apologized to Meng Li:
"Miss, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you, so I let you suffer."
Meng Li shook his head:
"I don't blame you, it's me who didn't see the right path."
Chunlu found a hot towel and wrapped it around Meng Li's ankles. After a while, Mrs. Hou Ye came with the female gentleman and Jiang Yizhi.
Originally, Mrs. Hou Ye was chatting with the female gentleman. When Jiang Yizhi said that Meng Li had sprained her foot, the female gentleman took the initiative to say that she also knew some Qihuang techniques, so they came together.
When Meng Li saw Mrs. Hou Ye, his face was filled with grievances, and he faintly called out:
"Mother~~"
Mrs. Houye looked at Meng Li's swollen ankle, took a breath of air, patted Meng Li's head, and said:
"My poor daughter."
Meng Li whispered again: "Mother..."
Marquis Wang's wife said to Meng Li like she was coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, I'm still wronged. Why didn't you look at the road when you were walking? Huh?"
Meng Li muttered:
"I don't know what's going on."
"The land is flat and there are no obstacles."
The speaker is intentional, and the listener is also intentional.
Jiang Yizhi's face turned pale when she heard this, and she was annoyed that she was too impulsive at that time.
The handkerchief was also tightly squeezed.
Wang's face turned cold after hearing this, then returned to normal, and said to the female gentleman:
"Sir, could you please help my little girl diagnose her."
The female gentleman cupped her hands and said, "As long as Madam is trustworthy."
Mrs. Wang was also polite: "Whatever you say, sir, you can certainly trust."
Meng Li also said to the female gentleman: "Sir, I hope you will understand if it is inconvenient for students to stand up and salute."
Sir: "It doesn't matter."
After that, the gentleman checked Meng Li's ankle, pressed on the swollen area, took Meng Li's pulse, and checked the injury again before saying:
"I'll write down a prescription. You can take it internally or externally for a few days and it'll be fine."
Mrs. Wang asked nervously: "It won't be the root cause of the disease, right?"
The female gentleman shook her head, "Madam, you are thinking seriously, but it is reasonable to worry."
Mrs. Wang felt relieved and thanked her husband. Meng Li also thanked her husband.
Throughout the whole process, Jiang Yizhi was ignored. Neither the female teacher nor Mrs. Wang looked at her.
Jiang Yizhi really wanted to please the female gentleman, because the female gentleman had a great reputation in the capital, and she had taught many women from aristocratic families. If he gained the female gentleman's favor, he would just praise her casually outside and give her to the elders. Lost face.
Jiang Yizhi left, and it didn't matter if she didn't leave. She was particularly embarrassed, at a loss, and a little flustered.
He simply made two cups of tea in Meng Li's room and said to the female gentleman and Mrs. Wang:
"Aunt, sir, let's have a cup of tea."
The female gentleman saw Jiang Yizhi looking at her nervously and flatteringly, feeling a little disappointed and said:
"Ms. Jiang, you're welcome. There's no need for tea. Let's write a prescription for Miss Fu first."
Wang didn't like Jiang Yizhi's approach either, but she still gave Mian a cup of tea.
Jiang Yizhi looked embarrassed. Everyone in the house called her cousin. Miss Jiang suddenly felt uncomfortable when she heard this.
After all, my surname is not Fu.
Wang's eyes flashed with sarcasm.
Mrs. Wang asked Chunlu to get the paper, ink, pen and inkstone from Meng Li's courtyard. After the female gentleman wrote it down, she said she had something else to do and left first.
After that, Wang sent someone to get medicine.
Jiang Yizhi was still in Meng Li's room, and asked Meng Li with concern if it hurt.
The greenery on the side:…
Miss Cousin's eyesight may be bad.
The swelling is so high, blue and purple, can it not hurt
Jiang Yizhi didn't expect it to be so serious. Her original intention was just to make her look embarrassed, but she ended up falling like this.
I felt very complicated, happy and nervous at the same time.
Wang didn't leave either and just stayed in Meng Li's room.
Moreover, the two of them looked at Jiang Yizhi with a bewildered smile, which made Jiang Yizhi feel chills running down his spine and he couldn't help but say:
"Cousin, you have a good rest, and I won't disturb your rest."
Then he said to Wang:
"Aunt, my niece is going back to her room first."
Wang and Meng Li both watched Jiang Yizhi off with smiles.
When Jiang Yizhi walked away, Wang looked at Meng Li and said:
"Daughter, can you still remember clearly what happened?"
If someone has an idea for her daughter, don't blame her for being rude.
Meng Li sighed and said:
"It felt like an obstacle appeared out of thin air, and I tripped. I blame my daughter for walking without looking at her feet."
"In fact, I felt someone was looking at my daughter at that time, so I looked around."