When Zi Yan walked to the door of the house, she found that the door was quiet.
She was shocked and walked in quickly.
He felt relieved when he saw Wen Qingzhu and Feiyan chatting.
"What are you talking about?" Zi Yan walked over.
Wen Qingzhu pointed to the medicinal materials on the table and said, "Seeing Sister Feiyan grinding the medicine, I had an idea that maybe I could help my grandmother."
"Really?" Zi Yan suddenly became happy and quickly handed the prescription to Wen Qingzhu.
Wen Qingzhu took it, sat at the table and started reading the prescription.
Zi Yan turned around and went to the inner room to serve the old lady.
The room was quiet again, except for the faint sound of non-smoking and grinding medicine.
Two quarters of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu finished reading the prescription and wrote a new prescription at the same time.
After handing it to Feiyan, she called out Ziyan.
After ordering a series of necessary things, she prepared to give Liu a medicinal moxibustion.
After all, my grandmother’s illness was no ordinary illness.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Liu's complexion became visibly better.
Zi Yan was overjoyed, holding Wen Qingzhu's hand and crying with joy: "Thank you Miss Qi! Thank you Miss Qi! It's really useful!"
Wen Qingzhu said, "Don't be too happy yet. Medicinal moxibustion treats the symptoms but not the root cause. You still need to take medicine, but I'm not sure yet what medicine to prescribe."
Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Wan walked in with the support of the maid.
The moment Wen Qingzhu saw her, his eyes widened.
Wan, who used to be plump and well-proportioned with a round face, turned into a pointed face.
Not to mention his haggard face, there were thick dark circles under his eyes, which were not covered up by several layers of white makeup.
"Auntie." Wen Qingzhu called her.
Wan was in a daze for a while, and then she saw Wen Qingzhu after looking for a long time: "Yes, it's you. Is the old lady feeling better?"
"It's better, it's better!" Zi Yan answered.
Upon hearing this, Wan's eyes lit up and she hurriedly walked inside.
After seeing the old lady, Wan walked out again and held Wen Qingzhu's hand in surprise: "Thank you so much, Xiaoqi! Grandma will definitely like you the most after she wakes up!"
Wen Qingzhu shook his head and repeated what he had just said to Zi Yan.
Wan's spirit sank again.
Dong Ling, who was supporting her, tried to persuade her: "Madam, she is getting better now. Maybe in a few days, when the seventh lady prescribes the prescription, the old lady will slowly get better."
Wan Shi finally cheered up: "That's right."
"Then Xiao Qi will leave first." Wen Qingzhu said happily.
"Yeah." Wanshi nodded.
But when Wen Qingzhu walked to the door, Wanshi suddenly thought of something.
She quickly called out to her: "Wait!"
Wen Qingzhu turned back in confusion.
Wan thought about Wen Qingfang's instructions again, but in the end she still didn't ask: "It's okay, it's okay, I've been feeling a little bad recently."
When Wen Qingzhu left, Wan's face turned gloomy: "Dong Ling, please send someone to contact the person in the east courtyard to find out what happened to Jasmine in the east courtyard."
…
That night, Wen Qingzhu was reading medical books in the side room.
Take care of Jasmine by the way.
In fact, Jasmine's body was fine, but Wen Qingzhu still wanted her to rest.
Suddenly a figure flashed outside the window. Lu Tao was about to speak, but Shaoyao hurriedly held her back.
"Shhh."
Wen Qingzhu glanced and found that the man under the bed had not left yet.
It was quiet in the wing until late at night.
The person squatting under the window felt his legs go numb, and he couldn't help but wonder.
She's just a girl, why does Miss Seventh care so much
When she suddenly lost consciousness, Xi'er came over with a cup of soup.
She instantly saw the black shadow under the window and was so frightened that she shouted: "Who are you!"
The black shadow under the window trembled, why is someone here
She covered her face without hesitation and ran away in another direction.
Lu Tao opened the door and called to Xi'er: "Come in first."
When Xi'er arrived in the room, she found that Jasmine had already sat up.
"Sister Jasmine, how are you?" Xi'er was pleasantly surprised.
Shaoyao walked over and knocked on her forehead: "Keep your voice down, didn't you see someone eavesdropping just now?"
"Oh oh oh!" Xi'er realized that the ghost in their east courtyard was here again to eavesdrop on the news.
In the next few days, Jasmine was guarded day and night.
From time to time there were figures wandering by the window of the wing.
During the day, Wen Qingzhu went to Fushoutang for medicinal moxibustion.
The old lady's spirit gradually improved and her temper improved a lot.
The flesh on Wan's face finally grew back some.
On this day, Wen Qingzhu went to Fushou Tang for medicinal moxibustion as usual.
When she just walked to the door of the house, she heard Wan's voice inside.
"Mom, it seems that your health has improved a lot these days. Why don't you let your fourth brother and sister take care of you? There are some things at home that the fourth brother and sister are not familiar with. With your daughter-in-law running around, there are always times when you are not well taken care of."
Before she finished speaking, Ms. Liu sneered and said, "What? Are you being wronged by asking you to take care of me, an old woman, during this period of time? All the maids in the house, big and small, are at your disposal. Are you tired of this?"
Mrs. Wan held her breath in her heart and couldn't express her pain. She could only lower her head and said, "What mother said is that my wife is lazy."
But she became more and more dissatisfied. She had all the maids, big and small, at her disposal!
shit! Whenever she felt uncomfortable, she would have to pick up her feces and urinate by herself and give her a massage.
If I can’t press it properly, I’ll be scolded again!
She is the eldest wife of the Wen family! The wife of the Wen family!
She actually served this old woman like a foot washer!
Wen Qingzhu laughed silently, then knocked on the door and said, "Grandma, aunt, Xiao Qi is here."
"Come in, come in!" When Wan heard Wen Qingzhu's voice, she felt it was extremely pleasant and stood up to greet him personally.
When I arrived at the bed, the things for medicinal moxibustion were ready.
With the help of Wan Shi and Zi Yan, Wen Qingzhu turned Liu Shi over.
After lying down, Wen Qingzhu said softly: "Grandma, Xiao Qi has started. She may feel a little uncomfortable at first, but she will be fine after a while."
Over the past few days, Wen Qingzhu has been taking medicinal and moxibustion treatments every day. He has a very good temper, speaks nicely, and moves gently.
The most important thing is that Wen Qingzhu always takes the trouble to remind her before she feels any discomfort.
Before, Mr. Liu didn't like this granddaughter.
But over the past few days, the two granddaughters she liked couldn't stand the smell of medicine in the room, and left after sitting there for less than an hour each time.
But Wen Qingzhu not only gave her half an hour of moxibustion and half an hour of massage every day, he was even willing to talk with her.
In contrast, Liu finally took a liking to Wen Qingzhu.
"It's okay, grandma is used to it, and your technique is very good. It feels very comfortable after the moxibustion." Mrs. Liu replied.
Halfway through the moxibustion, a faint odor suddenly appeared in the air.
Zi Yan quickly said: "Madam, the incense has been burned. Please go over and add some more."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Wanshi sat next to him and rested, patiently learning massage from Wen Qingzhu.
A moment later, Wen Qingzhu was about to retract the needle when he suddenly sniffed.
"Aqiu!" She couldn't help but sneeze.
Ms. Liu quickly asked: "Xiao Qi, are you okay? Are you tired from working these past few days and are you sick?"
"No, no." Wen Qingzhu shook his head quickly, and then quickly began to tighten the needles.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu put away the silver needle, turned to look outside, and slowly frowned.
As soon as Wan helped Mrs. Liu sit up, she looked over and asked in confusion: "Xiao Qi, is there any problem outside?"
"Ah, Ah Qiu!" Wan couldn't help but sneeze.
Mrs. Liu immediately frowned: "What's going on? This - Ah Qiu!"
The old lady sneezed and interrupted her.
Wen Qingzhu immediately said: "Grandma, I wonder if there is something wrong with Xiao Qi's sense of smell. This, this incense..."
"What's wrong with the incense?" Ms. Liu became nervous.
At this moment, Zi Yan walked in with an incense burner.
Wen Qingzhu immediately stood up and raised his hand to signal her not to come in: "Zi Yan! Stop first!"
Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Wan turned to look.
I saw streams of white smoke slowly drifting out of the incense burner in Zi Yan's hand.
As the smoke filled his eyes, Mr. Liu's head began to hurt again.
Wen Qingzhu was immediately startled: "Zi Yan, throw out the incense burner in your hand quickly!"
Zi Yan didn't know why, but when she saw the old lady covering her head again, she hurriedly retreated.
As soon as she left, Mrs. Liu calmed down again.
Wanshi covered her mouth and said: "There is something wrong with the incense burner in Zi Yan's hand!"
Liu's face darkened.
A dark light flashed in Wen Qingzhu's eyes, and then he asked nervously: "Grandma, why don't you use the incense I gave you? The incense just now will induce lesions in your body and make the condition more serious!"
"What!" Mrs. Liu looked at Wen Qingzhu in surprise.
After being silent for a long time, Wen Qingzhu asked cautiously: "Grandma, when did you start using incense?"
Ms. Liu thought carefully with a sullen face.
Suddenly her face became gloomier, and after a long time she said coldly: "It was not long after I fell ill that Ziyan said that your incense was not good for my health, but since then, my illness has become more and more serious. …”
At this moment, Zi Yan walked in and knelt down with a plop: "Old Madam! It was Doctor Song who said there was something wrong with your incense! This slave just conveyed this sentence!"
"Then why didn't Dr. Song tell me in person?" Ms. Liu's eyes turned cold.
Zi Yan's heart suddenly became cold and she began to kowtow and beg for mercy.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Wan suddenly asked: "Who was responsible for the incense in the house earlier?"
"It's Pine Smoke." Wen Qingzhu whispered.
Wan thought for a while: "Song Yan has been waiting for the old lady in the past few days. Ever since the old lady fell ill, Song Yan hasn't been seen much. It's not because Zi Yan is jealous of Song Yan and said it on purpose..."
Mrs. Liu took a deep breath.
Wen Qingzhu next to him was surprised and smiled slightly in his heart.
This Wan family is really a god assist!
I thought that after the old lady got rid of Zi Yan and slowly investigated, Song Yan could be cleared of suspicion.
Now it seems that with what Wan said, Song Yan has been cleared of suspicion.
As expected, Mrs. Liu immediately called the servant girl and dragged Zi Yan down.
The room fell silent again.
After a while, Mrs. Liu called Feiyan: "Bring Songyan over. I misunderstood her before."
In mid-February, Wan invited Dr. Song back.
After slowly treating the old lady, Mrs. Liu's health is getting better day by day.
Regarding Ziyan's statement that incense is bad for the body, Dr. Song explained.
"I did mention it casually, but because it was just a guess, I didn't tell the old lady directly."
As soon as these words came out, Zi Yan's jealousy of Song Yan was determined.
Zi Yan was demoted to the laundry room.
The weather is slowly getting warmer, and Mrs. Liu's health is getting better, and she feels like going out for a walk.
On this day, with the support of Wan and Yang, she walked around Baiyuan Garden.
The winter jasmine flowers are in full bloom in February, creating a row of gorgeous scenery in the garden.
But they had just passed through the Moon Gate when they happened to see Wen Guanbin standing in front of the steps, putting his arms around Aunt Ding's waist.
Aunt Ding, on the other hand, looked shy and lowered her head.