Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

Li had raised him with great difficulty. Jiangnan was a dangerous place and many eyes were watching them, especially the county magistrate, who was particularly afraid that Li would become desperate and set fire to others.

Fortunately, Li Xiuxiu was wholeheartedly devoted to Yi Changfeng at the time. Even though she was helpless, she had to swallow her anger, work hard to seek medical treatment, and even sell the last bit of her property.

This saved Yi Changfeng's life. Seeing that they posed no threat and that the orphan and his widow were both sick and disabled, the county magistrate withdrew his eyes from staring at them all day.

Li Xiuxiu acted decisively and escaped in the middle of the night, stumbling all the way back to the capital. She had no other intention but to find a better doctor to see.

But unfortunately, things did not go as they wished. The journey to escape had used up all their money. Moreover, because they escaped secretly and had no travel permit, they became illegal residents when they arrived in the capital.

They could only live in the alleys in the west of the city, where common people gathered. They relied on the porridge provided by dignitaries to get by, and their lives were slowly getting better. However, Yi Changfeng's health became worse.

Li Xiuxiu thought about it and blamed herself more and more. She might as well stay in the capital honestly from the beginning. At least the gold and silver treasures in the general's mansion would not attract the covetousness of those people in Jiangnan.

Moreover, because of this, she implicated her own maternal family and even caused the death of her grandfather. She was really ashamed and had no face to face everyone in the general's mansion.

The Prime Minister's wife saw the sadness in Li Xiuxiu's eyes. She took her hand and held it tightly, bringing her endless warmth and strength.

The court doctor stroked his gray beard, looked at Xie Changling, then at Yi Changfeng, and finally bowed to Li Xiuxiu and said.

"Reporting to Madam, your son's pulse is very similar to that of the eldest young master, weak and feeble, with a lack of Qi and blood, and a faint gray appearance."

He still left a sentence, but did not say that he would not live long. This was exactly the same as Xie Changling's pulse condition before he got married. If things went as expected, he would not live past the age of twenty.

But even so, no matter how euphemistic his words were, several people understood them. Li Xiuxiu almost slipped under the chair. She couldn't bear the blow and almost fainted.

The Prime Minister's wife asked her maid to support the other party, and only then did she barely support Li Xiuxiu to sit steadily. The Prime Minister's wife looked anxious and asked hurriedly.

"Sir, you are a man of great talent and superb medical skills. My son almost died, but you saved him. Is this little boy really beyond medical help?"

The old doctor stroked his beard, his face calmed down, and he spoke carefully: "Madam, the pulse of this young master is exactly the same as that of the eldest young master before."

Now, the Prime Minister's wife didn't dare to say anything. She knew that her son had come back from the gates of hell. If it weren't for Ling Xi...

Yes, Lingxi!

But Lingxi is already Changling's wife, the young lady of their prime minister's mansion, this -

The Prime Minister's wife thought about it and decided not to tell Li Xiuxiu about Song Lingxi's help in treating Xie Changling's illness. One reason was that it was just her guess and was not accurate.

Secondly, Song Lingxi's husband can only be Xie Changling. Compared with other people's sons, her own son is naturally more important. Don't blame her for being ruthless. Anyone else would do the same.

The prime minister's wife figured it out and immediately interrupted the court doctor: "Sir, please give the young master the best medicine. No matter what the cost, you must protect his life."

The court doctor nodded in agreement, and he did not say anything extra. After all, this involved the family affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since the Prime Minister's wife said so, he naturally could not say more.

"I will do my best to treat the young master. I will go and get the medicine now."

After the court doctor finished speaking, he received the approval of the prime minister's wife and wanted to leave with the medicine box, but she suddenly stopped him: "Wait, sir, there is another patient."

The court doctor glanced at Li Xiuxiu beside her, looked at her twisted legs, nodded, and began to take her pulse.

During the pulse diagnosis, Li Xiuxiu kept asking: "Doctor, how long can my son live? I have searched all the clinics and they all said that my son will not live long. I..."

The court doctor interrupted her: "Madam, your son can live at least another four years. If he is well taken care of, he may live longer."

"Madam, you have too many illnesses in your body. You work hard day and night. You were seriously injured in the past, and you didn't receive timely treatment. You have left too many root causes of illness. I'm afraid..."

The court physician looked solemn. This pulse was even worse than that of the young master. It was the pulse of a truly dying man, holding on with only one breath.

"I know." Li Xiuxiu nodded at him, looking indifferent to life and death, indicating that he should stop talking and just stop there.

"Mom!" But Yi Changfeng was not deaf, so how could he not understand what the doctor meant?

Yi Changfeng stood up suddenly, took two steps at a time, walked quickly to Li Xiuxiu, knelt down, his eyes full of sadness and disbelief!

"Mom, your health is fine, the doctors at the clinic all said. How could this happen? How could this happen..."

Yi Changfeng couldn't believe it. His mother's health was already at the end of its strength. But how did those doctors lie to him? They clearly went to the clinic together every time and never left each other's side!

"Mom, mom, don't scare me. We've been to so many clinics and they all said that you've recovered well. Is it him? He's talking nonsense..."

Yi Changling's voice was trembling a little, and his lips kept shaking. There was no rationality at all, which made Li Xiuxiu feel embarrassed.

She couldn't say it was the doctor's fault. After all, she had gone to the clinic with Feng'er before and had checked the place out in advance. She had also seen a doctor, but no medicine could cure her.

But she still managed to hold on year after year. Now, seeing that Yi Changfeng had found his relatives and his best friends would help take care of him, her heart suddenly settled down.

At the very least, she no longer had to worry day and night, worrying that if she died, Feng'er would also give up on himself and leave with her, and the mother and son would go to the underworld together.

If someone normally said that the court physician's medical skills were not good enough, he would naturally be very anxious, but when facing a dying person, he was much more tolerant towards her family and just kept silent.

The Prime Minister's wife also knew that with Yi Changfeng present, she could not ask too many questions about this matter. It would be better to wait until the people left and then go find the court physician to ask more questions.

"By the way, you have been outside the whole time, you must not have eaten yet, why don't you stay and have lunch together at noon?"

Li Xiuxiu also knew that He Xiangning was trying to help her out, so she quickly took over the conversation and patted Yi Changfeng on the head: "Don't think like that, mother can still live well with you, and live until you get married and have children."