He immediately restrained his expression and asked Xuesong to follow. If the person Wei An wanted was really dead, then the hatred between Lady Qinghe and Wei An would be really deep.
Xue Song followed quietly, and after a while he came back to scratch his head: "The information given by Miss Qi is very limited. She only said that it was a child of seven or eight years old, and that he was a fool. But if the person is dead, how can we know whether he is a fool?"
Shen Chen ignored his complaints and stared at him with a frown: "A seven or eight-year-old child is really dead?"
Is the wife of the Earl of Qinghe so bold?! The Wei family just asked about it, and she killed someone?!
If this is true, then Lady Qinghe can indeed die. What's the point of keeping such a person around
Xuesong quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, that was a middle-aged man, not a child. I was just asking..."
Shen Chen looked at him coldly, causing him to turn his head away. After thinking for a while, he said, "Let Han Feng go to our own shop and let Shopkeeper Luo go over. He is the best at dealing with these people and he can always get them."
He was rarely so serious, and Xuesong couldn't help but put away his careless thoughts and responded in a low voice. After Han Feng left, he followed Shen Chen to the Phoenix Terrace on Zhuque Street.
Shopkeeper Luo was a shrewd man, with many ways to find people. Shopkeepers of large families were well aware of the principle of keeping secrets from their superiors but not from their subordinates. With a little trickery, he was able to easily go in and find people - they were all poor families anyway, and most of them were rootless duckweed. The Qinghe Earl's Mansion did good things just to give them face, and they didn't really treat these people as ancestors.
Before, people from Dingbei Marquis' Mansion were not allowed to look for him. The first reason was that Dingbei Marquis' Mansion was now in decline, and the second was that Dingbei Marquis' Mansion had offended the wife of Earl Qinghe. But when someone gave money to look for him, and that person was from Fenghuangtai, then things became very simple.
When the sun was about to set, Han Feng brought back the good news: "We have found the person. It must be the one Miss Seven wanted..." He hesitated for a moment and said, "It's just a little troublesome. The child may not survive..."
Shen Chen stood up, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm sick." Han Feng told the truth: "I'm very sick. I heard that I've had typhoid fever for seven or eight days. I've already asked a doctor, but I don't know if I can make it..."
Shen Chen's first reaction was to ask someone to inform Wei An. Wei An attached so much importance to this child. If the child died in the end, something might happen.
Wei An had been anxiously waiting for news for a whole day before Manager Lin finally arrived.
Shen Chen quickly found a way to hand the child over to him. He wiped his sweat and told Wei An: "The child has been placed in our own pharmacy, and a doctor is treating him..." He looked at Wei An's face with some embarrassment, and after a moment's silence, he said: "But Miss Qi, I have to tell you that this child may not last long..."
Wei An stood up and turned to look at Old Lady Wei: "Grandma, I need to go out for a while..."
Mrs. Wei was not surprised. Seeing Wei An's pale face, she immediately asked Aunt Hua to pick out a few good old ginsengs. She then held Wei An's hand and said, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. No matter what happens, just have a clear conscience..."
People who have experienced death should have a very thorough understanding of death, at least more thorough than Old Lady Wei. However, Wei An couldn't calm down. He pursed his lips and nodded to Old Lady Wei, then went to the drugstore with a small entourage.
When she arrived, the doctor was just coming out of the bushes, shaking his head while carrying a medicine box: "Typhoid fever can be cured, but it has been delayed for too long, and the patient has refused to eat or drink... I have no other options..."
Seeing Wei An's grim expression, Manager Lin quickly stopped the old doctor and said, "Even you have no solution? You are an old doctor..."
The doctor sighed and shook his head: "It's a cold caused by the summer heat entering the body. The pulse is slow and weak, and the high fever won't go away. I have tried many methods, but the high fever won't go away..."
Typhoid fever is difficult to cure nowadays and many people die from it. Manager Lin went to see Wei An with some embarrassment.
Wei An had already lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.
The young man lying on the bed had extremely thick eyebrows. He was not as handsome as the other members of the Xie family. Instead, he looked a bit honest.
I heard from my brother that he loves sweets very much, so he is very fat.
But what Wei An saw now was just a little boy who was a little too thin - in just a short time, he had become like this!
No wonder my brother couldn't even find the body after searching for a month...
Wei An stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of his forehead, only to find it was incredibly hot. He quickly asked someone to fetch some water, and applied a wet handkerchief to his forehead, then immediately asked someone to find a better doctor.
No matter what, you have to give it a try.
Xie Liangqing was so sick that he was unconscious and sobbing, but he still called for his mother and brother.
Manager Lin had not seen Wei An's face so bad before, so he did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately asked someone to invite the famous doctor from Jishiditang to come over. At the same time, he comforted Wei An: "Miss Qi, don't be too sad, there is always a way..."
Before she finished speaking, Qingyu, who had been asked to follow the old lady because she was worried, came in happily, lifting the curtain: "Seventh Miss, Xiaozhen Guo is here with a doctor..."
Wei An was still distracted when Shen Chen came in with a thin old man with a beard. When he saw Wei An, he said, "Do you know Mr. Kong from the Imperial Hospital? He is your third aunt's father."
Wei An certainly knew that the reason why the Third Lady's family was related to the Kong family was because the Third Lady's ancestor saved the then patriarch of the Kong family with a plaster.
She stood up happily and greeted Mr. Kong quickly.
Kong Gongfeng waved his hand, stretched out his hand to feel Xie Liangqing's pulse, and then lifted Xie Liangqing's eyelids to look at him repeatedly. After a while, he said: "I will prescribe medicine first..."
He didn't just say there was no hope like the previous doctor did. Wei An breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to him: "Please... "
Kong Gongfeng is old and has good medical skills. Because he was brought here by Shen Chen himself, he looked at Wei An with more kindness: "It's okay. It's my duty."
Shen Chen crossed his arms and glanced at the person lying on the bed, then moved his gaze to Master Kong: "Master Kong, please treat him. Just tell me what herbs you need."
Kong Gongfeng said hurriedly: "This is natural... You two can rest assured..."
Shen Chen glanced at Wei An. He had not seen Wei An very often, but he always felt that every time he saw Wei An, she seemed different. This girl always did things that were unexpected.
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