Dressed as a middle-aged mistress, I want to lie down every day

After eating the noodles, the three of them had different feelings.

Mo Xinzhi felt that being a good host was a rare opportunity, and that he would have to keep doing so even after the Mo Family Restaurant opened. The Mo family wasn't particularly wealthy; their father was the only one who had achieved a jinshi degree.

My father served as an official for many years and devoted his utmost efforts to the family. He said that without the strong support of his family, he would not have passed the imperial examination.

Therefore, my father returned to the ancestral home, firstly to prevent some relatives from taking advantage of him for personal gain, and secondly, living in the ancestral home would be a source of pride for the entire family and would also allow him to maintain relationships with the clan members.

Mo Xinzhi knew that his father had taken a step back because of his incompetence. If he could take over, his father would live in the capital and plan for the future of the family.

Mo Xinzhi saw hope in the shopkeeper's smile. He didn't seek wealth and fame, but hoped that he could support the Mo family.

Xiao Xiangming and Shang Yuanwu thought of Miss Nie Er from the beggar boy, felt sympathy for her, and hoped that Doctor An could cure her.

After returning, Wang Jingye asked them where they had been playing these days. Xiao Xiangming said a lot, but when he mentioned the beggar he met today, Wang Jingye put away his smile.

Xiao Xiangming thought that Wang's brother-in-law was angry that he didn't leave money for the store like Mo Xinzhi did. He explained, "Brother-in-law, I wanted to give the store some more money later. If we give it all today, they will be disappointed if no one gives money in the future. Don't worry, brother-in-law. At worst, I can paint another picture and you can help me sell it. I will ask Brother Mo to send money to the store every month. Not only that kid, but other poor people will also let him make a bowl of noodles."

Wang Jingye said, "You're right. I was thinking about the idiot you mentioned. Was he also frightened?"

"That's what the store owner said."

"Okay, nothing to do. Don't you want to paint? Go ahead and paint a few more. I'm short of money."

Wang Jingye hurried to see Doctor An and told him what he had just heard.

"Doctor An, why don't you try to cure that idiot? I'll check on that family. If what the store owner said is true, I'll arrange for him. If he can't be cured, I'll find a family to take care of him. I won't let him wander the streets."

Doctor An naturally agreed. Wang Jingye's resettlement was also a help to the idiot. Otherwise, if he kept begging like this, and was so confused, he might get lost and die at any moment.

He said, "Don't worry, I will consider treating him and will not take his life just because he is a homeless idiot."

Wang Jingye said, "I trust Doctor An."

He returned to his courtyard and told his wife about the incident. Mrs. Wang approved of her husband's approach. "If he can't be cured, we can take him back to Guanzhong. We'll always be able to support him. If he can be cured to 50% or 60%, we can help him find a wife. It doesn't matter if he can have children or not. At worst, we can adopt one."

Wang Jingye said, "We'll talk about this later. Tomorrow, ask Madam He to come over, and we'll talk to her about helping her."

Mo Chenxi returned home that day and pondered for a long time. Didn't the He family know that the original body had chest pain? Did Doctor Zhang fail to diagnose it, or did he conceal the condition?

She thought it would be better to ask than to guess on her own.

After I went there, I asked directly, "Doctor Zhang, was my illness very serious last year?"

Doctor Zhang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, you went to see another doctor? I advised you to go to the Zhao Family Clinic on South Street, but you said no. I didn't tell your family because I was worried it would cause you trouble."

Mo Chenxi remembered that she said no, because she had just come here and had no intention of going elsewhere for medical treatment.

"Doctor Zhao specializes in heart diseases. I advised you to go because you were in a coma caused by chest pain that time, but luckily you woke up. Otherwise, I would always tell you to rest and not worry about anything. Everyone can survive without you. Fortunately, you listened to me, otherwise... the consequences would be unpredictable."

Mo Chenxi said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor. I listened to you and just let it go and rested."

Doctor Zhang stroked his beard with satisfaction. The happiest thing for a doctor is that the patients are obedient. Otherwise, no matter how good your medical skills are, if the patients don't listen to you, you're doomed.

"Your pulse is much better this year than last year. Most chest pain symptoms are caused by qi. So, don't get angry. Stay calm. You must stay calm. If the sky falls, there are men to hold it up. You, a woman, don't have to show off."

Mo Chenxi complained that Doctor Zhang must have disliked He Wenyan so much that he said that.

"Got it. I'll listen to the doctor next time. I just want to ask, I have a good friend whose niece got frightened and can't remember anything before. She always treats me as her mother. I want to take her to the place where she got frightened and experience it again. Will it affect my health?"

If Mo Chenxi wants to help Madam He, she also has to take care of herself. She is not so great as to sacrifice herself to help.

In modern times, a cousin of hers was hit by a friend's bicycle when she was a child. She was frightened and kept silent and giggled or cried foolishly all day long. The cousin's grandmother found a mysterious old lady who would let someone hit the cousin with a bicycle again.

My cousin screamed and it was okay.

She had a feeling that Dr. An's treatment of Nie Lingxuan would replicate the accident that year. Nie Lingxuan called her mother, and perhaps the Wang family wanted her help, or because of her physical condition, they hesitated whether to ask, or asked her to put forward conditions.

Her idea was that if her body could handle it, she would offer to help. If her body couldn't handle it, then sorry, she would start getting sick tomorrow.

Doctor Zhang said, "Let me take your pulse."

After a long pause, he said, "It's okay, as long as you weren't suddenly frightened. Go to the temple more often to listen to the sutras when you have time. I'm not asking you to chant Buddha's name, but listening to the sutras can make you calm. With your illness, anger and rage are taboos. Don't think about things you can't do. Your mother-in-law Yu is very open-minded. She smiles even when there's no rice to cook. Go out and dig some wild vegetables and eat this meal first. We'll talk about tomorrow. Look, didn't we survive and open a clinic?"

Mo Chenxi smiled. Doctor Zhang spoke extra much today. Usually, he only said a few words, and it was Grandma Yu who did all the talking.

After she returned, Mother Wang said that someone from the Wang family had sent a message asking her to go there the next day.

Mo Chenxi guessed that it might be about treating Nie Lingxuan's illness, so she should take the initiative to say it. This is better than waiting for others to say it and then agreeing, and others will be grateful to you.

She owes Wang Dongjia too much, and she is willing to do everything she can.

The next day she went to Wang's house and saw that Wang Dongjia and his wife looked serious. Just as she greeted them, Nie Lingxuan came in.

"Mom, did you bring me anything to eat?"

Mo Chenxi said embarrassedly, "I forgot. Can I make some noodles for Xuanxuan later?"

Nie Lingxuan clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I'll help you. I know how to make noodles."

"You're so good. Go play for a while. I'll talk to your elder sister."

When Mrs. Wang saw Mrs. He speaking gently to her sister, she felt that it was just like her memory of her stepmother coaxing her four-year-old sister.

Her eyes were red again.

Mo Chenxi waited for Nie Lingxuan to leave and said, "Brother Wang and Sister Wang, if you need me, please let me know. I came up with an idea yesterday. If I reconstruct the accident scene and let Xuanxuan experience it again, would it help her illness?"

When Wang Jingye and his wife heard what Mrs. He had proposed, they realized that her idea was the same as what Dr. An had said. Wang Jingye was surprised, and Mrs. Wang burst into tears again.

"Mrs. He..."

Ever since she felt that her stepmother's soul was in Madam He's body, she could no longer call her Sister Mo.

Very disrespectful.