Zhulan drank several glasses of water to relieve the bitterness in her mouth, and finally ate some candy to stop the taste of Chinese medicine from churning in her stomach. After a while, Zhulan was sweating all over and lay weakly against the pillow. "I didn't have much appetite for dinner in the first place, and now I have even less appetite."
Zhou Shuren smiled, "If you don't want to take medicine, then get well soon."
Zhulan pulled the quilt under her, but she still felt a little cold. She turned her head to look at Zhou Shuren and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have made you worry."
Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand and said, "Now that you know, take care of yourself."
Zhulan looked confused. "This is a bit difficult. It's been a few years, and I'm only a little more sick this time. It's impossible for people not to get sick. I caught a cold before, too. It's a common thing."
Zhou Shuren sighed, "But I just don't want you to get sick. God knows I'm scared when you lie unconscious."
Zhu Lan held Zhou Shuren's hand and said, "I won't do that again in the future. I will take good care of myself."
The person she cared about most was Zhou Shuren, and she didn't want to see him worry.
Zhou Shuren felt relieved after hearing this, "Why did he suddenly fall ill?"
Zhulan looked dejected, "Mom is seriously ill and she won't make it this time."
Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand even tighter. Zhulan lacked the love of her parents. In ancient times, the two elders of the Yang family gave Zhulan the love she lacked. The two elders held a very important position in Zhulan's heart. "I know you want to go to Pingzhou, but I don't agree. You can say I'm selfish, but your body can't stand the torment of a long journey."
It would take more than two months to go back and forth slowly. She would be exhausted from the journey and would not be able to rest well. She would not be able to rest well even after returning to Pingzhou. This would be a waste of Zhulan's hard work, which he would not allow, even if she thought he was cold-blooded.
Zhulan pointed at herself and said, "I am in this state. I can't go back even if I want to."
And she didn't want to go back. She knew her physical condition and she couldn't stand the hardship. If she was in good health, she would go back safely. She wouldn't have fallen ill in such a hurry. The more guilty she felt, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Zhou Shuren knows Zhulan so well. He knows what Zhulan is thinking. "Don't think too much. Your parents don't want you to fall ill."
Zhulan felt sad. Her mother was sick, and her father must be feeling bad. The old man struggled in the first half of his life and spent the second half in war. He was enjoying his life now that he was old, but her father had regrets. Wu Dong would always be a pain in her father's heart.
Zhulan coughed and said to Zhou Shuren, "Changli and Changzhi should go to Pingzhou together. Changli will represent you and Changzhi will represent me."
Then he said to Mrs. Song outside the door, "Go to the storehouse and pack up the ginseng and other high-quality medicinal materials."
Zhulan saw that it was getting late. It would take some time to get everything ready. The city gates were closed and no one could leave. She could only wait until tomorrow to let her two sons set off.
Zhou Shuren pushed Zhulan down and said, "I'll take care of the rest. You just took the medicine, so take a good rest."
Zhu Lan paused, "Well, you are back from the government office, but it is not time to leave the government office yet, aren't you going back?"
Zhou Shuren stood up and prepared to change his clothes. "No, I won't feel at ease if I go back. I'll stay at home with you."
After saying that, Zhou Shuren took some clothes and changed into his official uniform. He put away the uniform he had taken off. Zhou Shuren turned around and saw Zhulan had fallen asleep. The medicine contained a sedative and it worked very quickly.
Zhou Shuren wiped the sweat from Zhulan's forehead before walking out.
Mrs. Song had already packed ginseng and other medicinal herbs. Zhou Shuren took a look and saw that these were all Zhulan's storages over the years. A smile deepened on his face. Zhulan's habit of saving things had not changed over the years.
Mrs. Song said, "We left some in the mansion as spares, and most of them were put into the box."
Zhou Shuren, "Go and prepare your luggage for the trip."
Mrs. Song: "Yes."
Zhou Shuren asked Jinyan to call the eldest son and Changzhi, and he went to the study alone. Before he finished writing the letter, his two sons arrived. Zhou Shuren glanced at them indifferently and continued writing. He wrote three letters in total, one to his father-in-law, one to Wuchun, and one to his eldest brother-in-law.
Zhou Shuren put down the letter and said, "Your mother asked you two to go to Pingzhou. I don't have much to say. Be careful on the way. I will find someone to accompany you this time."
Boss Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his mother would follow him back to Pingzhou. If something happened to his mother, he had no doubt that his father would kill him. "Yes."
Zhou Shuren continued, "When you two get to Pingzhou, try not to go out and take good care of yourselves."
Changzhi was more willing to use his brain than before, "Dad, we've got it in mind."
Zhou Shuren looked at Changzhi. This was also a training exercise. No matter how good the theory is on paper, it is not as direct as the actual practice. Zhulan chose Changzhi instead of the second one, probably because of this. "Yeah."
Early the next morning, Boss Zhou and Chang Zhi left in a carriage. Zhou Shuren took a leave to accompany Zhulan because Zhulan's health was still not well and she was having recurrent illnesses.
In the morning, Zhulan's mouth was bitter after drinking porridge. At night, she had a fever and drank a stomachful of Chinese medicine in the middle of the night. Even after eating candy, she still felt nauseous in her mouth.
Zhou Shuren, "Another candy?"
Zhu Lan shook her head. "No matter how much I eat, the bitter taste in my stomach won't go away. Is my son okay?"
The little guy slept by himself last night.
Zhou Shuren smiled, "Knowing that you were not feeling well, he has become much more sensible. He came to see you when you were still asleep in the morning, and he also said that he would listen to you in the future."
He would never say that he fooled his son and his son decided to sleep alone from now on.
Zhulan said apologetically: "I scared him."
"So, you have to take care of yourself, we are all waiting!"
Zhulan smiled and said, "I have some strength today, I will be well soon."
Unfortunately, Zhulan's words did not come true. After seven days, Zhulan could only walk around. Although the symptoms did not relapse, she was still very weak. She took medicine three times a day. Fortunately, this time it was to replenish her body.
At the yamen, Lord Wang saw that Lord Zhou's complexion had finally improved. Lord Zhou's complexion had not been good in recent days, and he had been avoiding Lord Zhou. If he hadn't heard from his wife that Yang had gotten much better, he would have really thought that Yang was not well.
Lord Wang placed the surveyed statistics on the table, "Sir, this is the wasteland statistics you requested."
Zhou Shuren, "Thank you for your hard work these days."
Most of his thoughts were on Zhulan, and many of the affairs of the yamen were left to Lord Wang.
Wang Ju thought, Yang, please hurry up, he really can't stand it anymore, there is too much work every day, but he said, "It's my duty."
Zhou Shuren smiled and said, "Lord Wang is such a good helper, he has outstanding abilities."
Wang Ju also felt the same way, "I feel ashamed to accept this."
Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes and said, "In that case, Lord Wang, you should do more work if you are capable. I will leave the rest of the accounting to you."
Wang Ju, “… … .”
He wanted to slap himself in the face. No, there was really no need. He had enough to do.
Zhou Shuren was in a good mood. He also needed a rest. It would be good to relax a little.