The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

His father fell down unexpectedly, which led to premature birth, and the fetus was born before the full term. So he was weak at birth and often "soaked" in medicine jars. Fortunately, under the careful care of his father, although his body is still weak, at least he doesn't have to soak in medicine jars every day.

However, God did not seem to favor him. When he was six years old, his father died of illness. He was so sad that he fell seriously ill. His body, which had just recovered a little, became worse again. Later, he could only take medicine every day.

Faced with the sudden blow and the neglect caused by his mother's busy schedule, he dragged his frail body and inner disappointment, staying in his own courtyard with his personal servant, isolating himself and rarely stepping out of the courtyard.

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At noon, Master Yan, who had waited for his son's high fever to subside and had taken a short nap near dawn last night, was still worried, so he woke up early and sent someone to check on the situation. He was relieved when Yan Yunqi's personal servant told him that the young master had woken up.

When she learned that her son had fallen into the water and almost could not be saved, Yan Yushang suddenly realized what she had done in all these years since her husband passed away.

She actually neglected her and her husband's only child, and now she almost lost him.

"When was it? When did that fair, tender, and lovely white face stop acting coquettishly towards her, and stop calling her "mother" in a loving and affectionate manner?"

Yan Yuchang sat in the chair and muttered to herself. The more she thought about it, the paler her face became, and she even looked in pain and regret.

"Ru'er,...I'm sorry for you and our child!" Yan Yushang called out her husband's nickname with red eyes, feeling heartbroken.

The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it cannot be dissolved...

Yan Yunqi's thick eyelashes, like butterfly wings, flickered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the unfamiliar environment, his brain was confused for a moment, and he reacted the next second.

...Oh, I traveled through time!

"Ahem-------"

A few coughs were heard from inside the house, soft and without any strength, like a feather lightly falling on the tip of one's heart, so fragile that those who heard it could not help but feel pity and heartache.

"Young Master!" Ke Shu was startled when he heard the Young Master's cough and quickly walked into the house.

Yan Yunqi's pale lips moved slightly, and he tried hard to move the corners of his mouth to utter "Water..." in a voice as small as a fly.

Fortunately, the house was very quiet, and Ke Shu immediately ran to pour water, "Young Master, the water is here," Ke Shu carefully helped the young master up, slowly fed him water, and then gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief.

The glass of water was quickly finished. "Sir, do you want to drink more?" Ke Shu asked worriedly.

“…Ahem, no need.”

"Sir, are you feeling better? I'll go ask the doctor to come and take a look." As he said this, he was about to go find the doctor.

"It's okay, my throat just feels a little itchy!" Yan Yunqi's gentle voice stopped Keshu from running out.

"I'm hungry, please go get me some food!" The original body hadn't eaten anything since last night, no wonder he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Oh, yes, yes... Look at my brain. The young master hasn't eaten for a whole day and night."

"Sir, I'll go right away." He said and trotted out in a hurry.

The main courtyard of Yan Mansion, Qiuru Pavilion.

Yan Yushang heard from the servant that the young master had woken up and was having dinner.

"Please ask the doctor to accompany me to Zuiyunxuan later!" Yan Yushang sighed to her good friend and housekeeper Yan Qin.

"I don't know if Yunqi still blames me, and if he's willing to...see me."

Yan Yushang lowered her eyes.

"My lord, there is no overnight hatred between mother and son. Just don't ignore your son in the future. You should pay more attention to him, and he will slowly get over it." Yan Qin looked at her painful expression and had to comfort her.

She has been with Yan Yushang for decades. She is a few years older than Yan Yushang and has always treated her as her own sister. She is also very pleased to see her get married, have children, and have a happy family and marriage!

But all this happened in the year when the master died.

Yan Yushang and Liu Ru have been childhood sweethearts. From playmates to husband and wife, they have been a pair for life and no one can interfere. What a beautiful and enviable friendship!

So how could one bear losing one's husband overnight?

Because they were too sad, they ignored their children and turned to handling government affairs. They only wanted to keep themselves busy and not think or see anything, so that they would feel better.

However, years of neglect have led to an increasingly distant relationship between the lady and the young master.

Ugh!

the other side.

Yan Yunqi had just finished his meal and sorted out his thoughts from the original owner's memory last night, when he heard Keshu's surprised voice outside, "Sir, why are you here?"

"Well, Yunqi...is he feeling better?" Although Yan Yushang was anxious to go in and see her son, she hesitated when she thought about how she had neglected her son over the years.

"The young master has just finished his meal and is feeling better. You..." Ke Shu wanted to stop the master from going in, but also hoped that the master would go in. He felt very conflicted.

In the winter when he was four years old, he was deceived by his family and abandoned on the street. When he was almost starving and freezing to death, he was fortunately picked up by his master who came back from the temple to pray for blessings. The master was a very gentle person and treated him very well, so he swore to be loyal to the master and the master's most beloved little son forever in his life.

He has been staying by the young master's side since he entered the mansion, and has been accompanying the young master as he grew up. Over the years, he has seen the adults love the young master and then ignore him, and he has seen the young master feel sad, which makes him feel uncomfortable. So deep in his heart, he also resents the adults for ignoring the young master for so many years, but he still hopes that the adults can visit the young master more often.

Yan Yushang coughed lightly and said, "Yunqi he, he..." Although she was eager to get to know her son, she didn't know how to start.

At this time, Yan Yunqi was listening to the conversation outside the door and already knew who the visitor was: the original owner's mother.

However, he was calm and did not feel nervous when he saw the original owner's mother because he was afraid that he was not the original owner. Instead, he said calmly: "Keshu, let her in!"

When Ke Shu heard the young master's voice, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Sir, the young master invites you in." Then he gently pushed open the door.

The first thing Yan Yushang saw when she entered the room was her thin and weak son sitting at the table.

Looking at his son who was pale and occasionally coughing once or twice, sitting there quietly, looking up at him with calm and indifferent eyes.

Seeing the eyes that seemed to be looking at a stranger, Yan Yuchang felt as if her heart was stabbed and it hurt so much that she felt extremely uncomfortable; her breathing even quickened.

Yan Yunqi didn't say a word, but sipped the Tianshan Yulu tea elegantly.

Yan Yushang calmed herself down a little before walking up to him step by step. She cautiously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her son's head, but he seemed to have accidentally dodged her hand.

Seeing her son becoming distant, Yan Yuchang felt a surge of pain in her heart, as if her heart was being torn apart by something.

Yan Yuchang's eyes were red as she stared at her son in a daze. She wanted to say something but stopped herself several times. Finally, she looked at Yan Yunqi with a nervous and uneasy look: "Yunqi, mother... mother is sorry for you..."