Fang Chengling's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was full of panic: How could it be?! Xiao Yi knew all about it?!
Xiao Yi twitched his lips and continued: "By the way, I have quietly changed the heart-corroding grass that you put in your grandfather's decoction today."
What?! Fang Chengling couldn't believe it. He moved his mouth and wanted to question the other party, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
Xiao Yi smiled, and said softly: "Do you want to ask, where did those rotten plants go?"
Fang Chengling seemed to have thought of something, and there was a look of panic in his eyes.
Xiao Yi sneered, but then he pushed and shoved him in a panic, and shouted: "Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Nangong Yue shouted to the maids who were waiting on the side: "...what are you doing here, why don't you go ask for a doctor!"
When the servant girls saw this situation at first, they were panicked and at a loss for a long time, only at this moment did they suddenly regain their senses, and they rushed out together.
The report of the report, the request of the doctor, the request of the doctor, all collided in a mess.
Not long after, Mrs. Fang got the report and ran in with a pale face.
At this time, Fang Chengling lost consciousness.
Seeing Fang Chengling fainted on the ground, Mrs. Fang's face was completely drained of blood. She squatted beside Fang Chengling, looked at him nervously, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. !"
A nurse in charge asked cautiously: "Madam, do you want to help the master to the couch?"
Only then did Mrs. Fang realize, "Quick! Hurry up!"
Immediately, someone called a few women with big arms and thick waists to come in, and carried Fang Chengling to the inner room.
Mrs. Fang was extremely anxious and tugged at the handkerchief in her hand in a panic.
After receiving the report that Fang Chengling fell to the ground just now, Mrs. Fang was stunned.
It was fine before, but why did I pass out. She was the first to think if Xiao Yi had done something, but the maid said that Shizi just offered a cup of tea, and after Fang Chengling fell down, she asked them to call the doctor anxiously.
Now, seeing Xiao Yi's worried look, she didn't seem to be faking it.
only…
Why isn't the doctor here yet
Mrs. Fang was flustered, and at this moment, her eyes suddenly fell on Nangong Yue, and she thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Concubine Shizi, don't you know medical skills? Show your uncle quickly!"
Shi Zifei can even cure that old guy, and her medical skills may be better than this and Yu Cheng's doctors combined!
Fang Fu eagerly wanted to grab Nangong Yue's hand, but Nangong Yue took a step back and said with a face of self-blame: "Auntie, what are you talking about! I don't dare to treat people casually anymore..."
Mrs. Fang remembered what happened in Anningju before, and her face became even uglier.
"Mother, what happened to father?!"
Before the doctor came, Fang Yulan came first.
When she heard that Mrs. Fang wanted Nangong Yue to treat Fang Chengling, Fang Yulan's brows were furrowed. She also remembered Doctor He's words and said disapprovingly, "Mother, the doctor will be here soon."
The implication is that he does not agree to allow Nangong Yue to treat Fang Chengling.
Mrs. Fang was so regretful that her intestines were green, but she had no way to tell her daughter the truth about An Ningju, so she could only grit her teeth and was about to try again, but she heard a servant girl shouting excitedly from outside: "Doctor He is here!" It's here! Dr. He is here!"
It was still the same Dr. He from before, with a medicine box in his hand, sweating profusely.
Mrs. Fang anxiously said: "Doctor He, hurry up! Show our master quickly!"
Doctor He's heart was beating endlessly. Doctor He still had lingering fears about Mr. Fang's incident at noon, and now Mr. Fang... Fang's family is really troubled!
While thinking about it, Dr. He sat down on the twig beside the couch, took a deep breath, and carefully felt Fang Chengling's pulse... Although he didn't speak, judging from his furrowed brows, it was definitely not a good thing information.
Fang Yulan asked anxiously: "Doctor He, how is my father?"
Dr. He put down his hands, and bowed back solemnly: "Madam, Miss Fang, Mr. Fang, he...he," he gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice, "He's suffering from a stroke, hey!"
"What?!" Madam Fang staggered, shaking from side to side, almost fainting.
A nun next to her hurriedly supported Madam Fang, and asked nervously, "Madam, are you okay?" Then she ordered a little maid, "Liu Ye, don't pour madam tea yet!"
"Yes... yes, Madam Hong." The green-clothed maid, Liu Ye, hurried to pour tea.
Fang Yulan recovered from the shock, and said sharply: "How is it possible?! My father is only thirty-five years old, how could he have suffered a stroke?! You quack doctor!" She looked eagerly at Mrs. Fang and said, "Mother, let's hurry up and invite another doctor!"
Mrs. Fang gave her daughter a scolding look.
Dr. He is a doctor enshrined in the mansion, and his medical skills are naturally very good. He is one of the best in this Heyu City.
Mrs. Fang forced herself to be calm, and said politely: "Doctor He, please hurry up and prescribe the prescription for the master."
Xiao Yi sighed worriedly at the side: "Aunt, it must be because uncle has been busy managing the family business and taking care of his grandfather all these years, so he fell ill. Hey." Looking at Doctor He, he said earnestly, "Doctor He, you must treat my uncle carefully! Just take whatever medicine you need. If He Yucheng doesn't have it, I will send someone to go to Zhennan Palace to get it immediately."
"Yes, my son." Dr. He replied with fear and trepidation, and sighed in his heart: Although this son of the world is said to have a high position and authority, he is a pure filial person, and he even cares and respects his uncle so much!
Mrs. Fang was already panicking at this moment, her lips were trembling slightly, thinking at a loss: How could this happen?! The master has actually suffered a stroke! Could it be... Could this be retribution?!
Doctor He looked at He Chengling who was sleeping on the couch, and couldn't help sighing.
There is no cure for stroke. We can only do our best and obey the destiny.
Dr. He opened the medicine box, took out the silver needles, and after calming down, began to inject Fang Chengling...
Only two injections were given, and suddenly there was a "bang", a teacup fell to the ground, broken porcelain pieces and hot tea splashed everywhere, Dr. He almost trembled in shock.
"Snapped!"
Nanny Hong slapped the little girl's face unceremoniously, so that red and swollen five finger marks immediately appeared on the little girl's fair and tender face.
"I can't do such a small thing well. What's the use of having you as a lowly maid!" Hong Nanny scolded angrily.
The little servant girl was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Madam, please forgive me! Mother Hong, please forgive me!"
The other maidservants around were silent like cicadas, and none of them dared to speak out.
Sister Hong glanced at Mrs. Fang's face, saw that she was showing impatience, and immediately told the women beside her: "Don't drag this lowly maid down!"
Amidst the little maid's begging for mercy, she was roughly dragged down with a ball of rags stuffed by the two women.
The tranquility was restored in the inner room. Dr. He continued acupuncture for Fang Chengling. After a stick of incense, he pulled out the silver needle. After thinking for a long time, he prescribed a prescription. The maid hurriedly went down to grab the medicine...
"I've seen the first young master, the second young master."
At this time, the servant girl's respectful salute sounded from outside the curtain:
The two sons of the Fang family, Fang Shiyu and Fang Shixuan, hurried back from the academy when they got the news!
As soon as the eldest son Fang Shiyu came in through the curtain, the helpless Mrs. Fang suddenly had the backbone, her eyes filled with tears, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Yu, your father...your father...had a stroke!"
Fang Shiyu always considered himself calm, but today the news of his father's sudden stroke made his ears ringing.
My father was in his prime, why did he fall down so suddenly
"Mother, what is going on here?"
Mrs. Fang told the whole story incoherently.
Fang Shiyu glanced at Xiao Yi suspiciously, it was a coincidence to say that it was a coincidence, his father was fine in the morning, why did he have a stroke after drinking a cup of tea
But just now, so many maids in the room saw with their own eyes that Xiao Yi just offered a cup of tea, and the tea was handed over by the maids in the mansion. When his father fell to the ground, he was more nervous than anyone else, and he was also the doctor whom Shi Zifei ordered to be called...
It should be just a coincidence, right
Fang Shiyu was very upset, but he tried to comfort Mrs. Fang calmly: "Mother, auspicious people have their own appearance, and father will be fine!" Then he cupped his hands and thanked Xiao Yi, "Cousin Yi, thank you very much just now My cousin is taking care of my father."
"Cousin Yu, you are too polite." Xiao Yi said seriously, "Aunt, Cousin Yu, don't worry, I'll write to the capital right now, and find a way to invite an imperial physician back to my uncle! After all, the capital is thousands of miles away, so the most urgent thing is uncle's illness... I wonder if there are other good doctors in this city?"
Mrs. Fang's eyes lit up first, she quickly thanked her, and said: "A Yi is right... Brother Yu, hurry up and invite all the doctors in the city!"
"Yes, mother."
Fang Shiyu hurried to make arrangements.
In less than an hour, the inner room of the main courtyard was overcrowded. Fang Shiyu almost invited all the most famous doctors from the most famous pharmacies and medical centers in the city. But when the Fang family came to invite someone, they didn't dare to shirk at will...
The doctors in the room took Fang Chengling's pulse one by one, and then retreated to the main hall for consultation.
A group of people whispered each other, and the discussion lasted for a long time. The discussion made Mrs. Fang, mother and son a little impatient, and Fang Yulan stopped talking several times.
Finally, an old doctor with white hair and beard was pushed out by all the doctors, and the old doctor said tremblingly: "Mrs. Fang, Young Master Fang, Master Fang is suffering... It is indeed a stroke! The illness came too urgently, I'm afraid... hey, I'm afraid it's not so easy to treat."
Although Fang's family had been mentally prepared for a long time, after hearing that the famous doctors in the city had made such a judgment, Mrs. Fang couldn't help but gasped.
"Quack doctors! You are all quack doctors!" Fang Yulan pointed at the group of doctors and shouted hysterically.
At this time, a servant girl shouted in horror: "Madam! Madam! Master... Master, he is incontinent."
Mrs. Fang didn't come up in one breath, holding her chest tightly, her face turned pale for a while.
Nurse Hong at the side quickly gave Madam Fang a break, and comforted her: "Madam, you are now the backbone of this big family, you must not fall down."
The Fang family was in a mess.
"Quick!..." The first thing Mrs. Fang did when she recovered her breath was to shout with all her might, "Cure it! Let them cure it! No matter how much money you want, our Fang family will pay for it!"
Although stroke is a serious disease, it must be cured.
The doctors of He Yucheng did not dare to offend the Fang family, so they gathered together to testify and prescribe a prescription. In terms of diagnosis, the doctors all have their own opinions, and they are not willing to convince others easily. They argued endlessly for a while, and Mrs. Fang had a headache from the quarrel.
At this time, Xiao Yi took a step forward, and said worriedly: "Auntie, although you are filial, it is still important for uncle's illness. These few days, let your nephew take care of your grandfather... hey."
Mrs. Fang really couldn't care less, she nodded indiscriminately, and she agreed.
She thought to herself: Anyway, that old guy has already taken the eclipse, and he will never wake up again this time. They can serve as long as they want.
Xiao Yi thanked him solemnly, and led Nangong Yue back out.
The two held hands and smiled at each other.
Not long after, they arrived at Anningju.
Baihui came over and saluted, and said: "My lord, my concubine, my servants have been watching, the old man is well."
Xiao Yi nodded slightly, and the two walked in together.
He sat in front of Mrs. Fang's couch, waved his hand, and let the servants of Fang's mansion retreat.
The serving maids and women looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't dare go against his will, and retreated slowly, and Baihui also retreated, watching for them.
"Grandfather..." Xiao Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said to the sleeping old master Fang, "Don't worry, your grandson will take back everything you have suffered and lost all these years... just like them, in the name of pure filial piety. In name…”