Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Ever since Madam Xie fainted at Xuanjing Temple yesterday, she has been unconscious and unable to move at all. From a distance, she looked like a dead body.

Han Jun was filled with confusion. When he got closer, he realized that Madam Xie's eyes were half-open and half-closed, her eyes were empty and confused, the corners of her mouth were slightly crooked, and she was drooling. A maid was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief.

As he sat down, Han Jun looked around, but did not see Xie Qingyao, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He placed his hand on Madam Xie's wrist, frowning. After a long moment, he spoke in a deep voice, "My Lord, the old lady's complexion is dark and her mouth is crooked. This is a symptom of a stroke. I think the old lady must have been stimulated, causing the qi and blood to flow in disorder, and the brain vessels to become blocked, leading to a sudden onset of the disease."

Xie Jingyuan nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, what Doctor Han said is very true. Do you have any treatment method?" He looked at Han Jun nervously and expectantly. The doctors he invited last night also said the same thing. They also said that this disease is incurable.

Han Jun looked troubled and whispered, "I can prescribe a prescription, but it can only alleviate the old lady's condition. If she takes the medicine on time, I can guarantee that she will be able to speak again. If the situation is optimistic, she may even be able to regain sensation in her upper body, but it is unlikely that she will be able to walk again!"

Xie Jingyuan was extremely disappointed. He nodded slightly and led Han Jun to the desk on the other side of the room. Han Jun immediately sat down and began to write the prescription.

Xie Jingyuan felt a little heavy-hearted, but he no longer had the panic he felt when Old Madam Xie fell ill last time. What worried him most was that if Old Madam Xie passed away, he would have to observe mourning for three years. Not only would his future be ruined, but the big fish, Princess Shuhua, would also surely slip away!

He raised his head and looked towards the other side of the room, only to see Xie Jingliang's two new concubines gathered around Old Madam Xie's bed, with a group of maids and old women behind them. Xing's mother and daughter stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, looking bewildered. The second wife's family and Jiang Muxue's mother and daughter were nowhere to be seen in the room.

Xie Jingyuan could not help but feel furious. As a son and daughter-in-law, she did not follow the rules of filial piety. How despicable! He ordered sternly: "Come here, go and invite the Marquis' wife, the eldest daughter, and the second master's family!"

Just as he finished speaking, a faint voice came from the corner: "Father, Li'er is here. I dare not trouble you to go and invite her!"

Xie Jingyuan turned his head and looked behind him, only to see Xie Qingli walking out from behind the screen in the corner.

Xie Qingli bowed to Xie Jingyuan and said softly, "Father, my mother caught a cold yesterday. It's not appropriate to invite her here, or it might harm my grandmother!"

Xie Jingyuan looked at Xie Qingli with suspicion and asked coldly, "Why are you hiding behind the screen?"

Xie Qingli frowned slightly, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm worried about Grandma's health. I searched medical books for most of the night, but found nothing. I prayed to the Bodhisattva to appear, so I came early this morning to check on Grandma to see if she was feeling better. But I was too sleepy, so I hid behind the screen to catch up on my sleep. Please don't mind, father!"

Xie Qingli's words were flawless, and Xie Jingyuan was filled with anger, but he had no way to vent it.

"Grandma!" Just at this moment, Xie Qingyao walked in with a pale face and unsteady steps.

She staggered a few steps, then knelt down in front of Old Madam Xie's bed, held her hand, and sobbed, as if Old Madam Xie had passed away.

Xie Qingyao cried sincerely. She had been busy all night looking for Aunt Hua, but to no avail. The grandmother in the mansion who had tried her best to protect her looked like she would die at any time, and she couldn't help but feel panic-stricken.

She turned to look at Xie Jingyuan and said loudly, "Father, Yao'er heard that Master Wuwang of Miaoxin Hall can bring the dead back to life. Let's go and ask Master Wuwang to treat grandma. Grandma will definitely recover as before!"

Han Jun had finished writing the prescription. He stood behind Xie Jingyuan and was about to hand the prescription to Xie Jingyuan, but saw Yao'er walk in with a sad face, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.

But before he could go forward, he heard Xie Qingyao praising Mr. Wuwang's medical skills in front of him. His heart sank to the bottom in an instant. He could lose in anything in his life, but not in his medical skills. That was the only thing he could be proud of.

Xie Jingyuan didn't want anyone from the Marquis' Mansion to see Young Master Wuwang. He was worried that the matter of the treatment would be exposed, so he coldly rebuked him, "Yao'er, stop talking nonsense. Your father has already asked Imperial Physician Han to see your grandmother. There's no need to bother with two doctors for one thing."

Only then did Xie Qingyao notice Han Jun behind Xie Jingyuan. She was speechless and stammered, not knowing what to say to make amends.

Han Jun stuffed the prescription into Xie Jingyuan's hand with a cold face and said in a deep voice: "My Lord, please prescribe the medicine according to the prescription, or if you lose this prescription, go and ask that young master for help." After that, he strode out.

Xie Qingyao felt Han Jun's anger and couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. Now she urgently needed Han Jun as an ally.

She caught a glimpse of Han Jun's medicine box left on the table and said quickly, "Father, Mrs. Han's medicine box has fallen. I'll go get it." After that, she grabbed the medicine box and chased after him outside without waiting for Xie Jingyuan's consent.

Xie Qingyao quickly caught up with Han Jun. Seeing that there was no one around, she whispered, "Brother Han, please stay!"

Han Jun walked faster and faster, and Xie Qingyao had a hard time catching up with him. She cursed Han Jun in her heart. Suddenly, she cried out "Ouch" and squatted on the ground covering her ankle.

Han Juan hurriedly stopped, turned around quickly, squatted beside Xie Qingyao, and asked coldly: "Did you twist your ankle again?"

Xie Qingyao shook her head, then nodded gently. She said softly, "Brother Han, I just recommended Young Master Wuwang to father just now, but it was just to destroy his reputation. His medical skills are certainly not as good as Brother Han's, but he dares to call himself a miracle doctor. Yao'er saw that Grandma was seriously ill, so she wanted to use Grandma's illness to ruin his reputation!"

Han Jun's eyes were filled with surprise. "Really? Yao'er is always thinking about me, but I'm jealous. I'm wrong..."

Xie Qingyao took great pains to appease Han Jun. She quickly returned to Songhe Hall, only to find that Madam Xie's bedroom was in chaos.

An was like a madman, wielding a feather duster and beating anyone she saw. Xie Jingyuan, Xie Jingliang, and the two new concubines were all beaten and fled in panic. Xie Qingli and the Xings stood in a corner, watching the fun.

When Mrs. Xie heard the noise in the room, she was so angry that her face turned ashen. Her breathing became rapid and weak, and a drop of turbid tear quietly slid down from the corner of her eye.

Xie Qingyao poked her head into the house and then quickly retracted it, but An had already caught a glimpse of her.

An rushed over quickly, and the feather duster rained down on Xie Qingyao. She hit her and cursed, "You bitch, give me back Xuan'er's life! The abbot of Xuanjing Temple is obviously a demon, and you, a bitch, insisted on going there to burn incense, killing my son..."

The maids in the room seized the opportunity and finally controlled An and snatched the feather duster from her hand.

Several of the masters were already injured and looked extremely embarrassed...