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Xu Jingyi sat at the table and regretted it. He was so busy greeting the Duke yesterday that he forgot to ask about his daughter's return home in three days.

Early in the morning when he went to court, his colleagues asked him if he wanted to do something when he returned home the next day. Everyone said they wanted to join in the fun.

I'm just joining in the fun. I just want to take this opportunity to show off in front of Duke Dingguo.

But Xu Jingyi also wanted to get this done, and he also wanted to show his face.

But he didn't know whether Duke Dingguo would allow his daughter to come back.

When his colleagues asked him about it, he would just gloss over it vaguely, making them think he was hiding something and not giving them a chance.

He didn't have the courage to send someone to the Duke's Mansion to ask. He knew better than anyone how his daughter had married into the Duke's Mansion.

Oh, I'm so confused.

Xu Jingyi wanted to pull out all his hair, but he couldn't think of a perfect solution.

Xu Miaoke had no idea how conflicted her father was right now.

Early in the morning, Duke Dingguo and his wife invited the imperial physician to their house to see Zhou Jiyuan.

Zhou Jiyuan's room was full of people. In the inner room, Duke Dingguo and his wife stood by the bed, while Xu Miao and Chun'er stood a little further away.

Steward Qian and Mrs. Yang were waiting in the outer room. Everyone held their breath, nervously waiting for the imperial physician to see them.

Chun Er grabbed the corner of Xu Miao's clothes tightly and asked secretly: "Second Miss, is it okay? Can the young master see me?"

Xu Miao looked at the Duke Dingguo and his wife and Zhou Jiyuan, all of whom looked nervous, which made her heart pounding.

The imperial physician stroked his beard, sat beside Zhou Jiyuan's bed, squinted his eyes and carefully took Zhou Jiyuan's pulse.

Zhou Jiyuan lay on the bed like a good cat, not moving at all.

To be honest, he was a little afraid of this imperial physician. Every time he came, he would prescribe him such bitter medicine and occasionally prick him with silver needles.

He wanted to resist, but he was coughing so hard that his father said he would die if he didn't take medicine or get an injection.

What he couldn't stand the most was that the imperial physician forbade him to eat sweets, saying that sweets would irritate him and make his cough worse.

He hasn't eaten the soft and fluffy chestnut cake made by Han's mother for a long time.

When Zhou Jiyuan thought of the aroma of chestnut cake, he couldn't help but feel sour in his mouth.

One time, he couldn't help crying to Mother Han and said he wanted to eat the chestnut cake she made. Mother Han secretly made one for him.

Oh, that chestnut cake was so delicious! He carefully ate a small piece of it in secret for the entire afternoon.

As a result, he started coughing up blood again at night, which scared Mother Han so much that she knelt on the ground and cried and apologized. His father almost beat Mother Han to death.

Later, it was his mother who came to rescue Han's mother. She couldn't blame Han's mother at first. If there was anyone to blame, it was because he was too greedy.

He missed chestnut cake. He hadn't tasted that sweet taste for a long time.

The imperial physician examined Zhou Jiyuan's pulse for a long time, and then began to ask what he had eaten in the past two days and how he slept.

He even raised his hand to open Zhou Jiyuan's eyelids and looked at him for a long time.

He raised his head and said to Duke Dingguo and his wife with a smile, "The young master is beginning to improve. His pulse is beating strongly, which is an early sign of great improvement."

After hearing the imperial physician's words, everyone in the room felt relieved.

Butler Qian, Mrs. Yang and others hurried to congratulate the Duke Dingguo and his wife.

The Duke's wife was so happy that she started to wipe her tears again. She came over and took Xu Miao's hand, praising her repeatedly: "I knew you could do it. You are A Yuan's lucky star."

"On the second day after you came, Yuan started to get better. It shows that you are a lucky person."

Xu Miao quickly waved her hands: "Madam, please don't say that. It was the imperial physician who cured it."

What Xu Miao said was absolutely the truth. If it weren't for the proper treatment by the imperial physician, the young master would have died long ago. How could he even come here to get married?

.......She just got a bargain.

When Xu Miao saw that the imperial physician had finished his work, he bowed to the Duke Dingguo and his wife, and then hurriedly discussed Zhou Jiyuan's diet with the imperial physician.

"Old Master, I want to slowly reduce the amount of medicine the young master is taking. Do you think this is feasible? After all, medicine is three-quarters toxic. The young master is young, and taking too much medicine is still not good for his health."

"As for the tonics that the young master is taking, I'd also like to stop taking them. Taking too much tonic isn't good for recovery. Do you think it's okay to give the young master some food supplements, old sir?"

Zhou Jiyuan's backyard kitchen was filled with various supplements: bird's nest, shark fin, and even ginseng. Xu Miao felt that these supplements were simply overkill for a child. Normal food was more nourishing.

But she couldn't say that this thing couldn't be given to Zhou Jiyuan to eat, because she didn't have the qualifications.

I had to ask the old doctor to stop taking these supplements.

The doctor stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Of course, the young master consumed too much energy before and has always needed supplements to replenish his body."

"Now that the young master is getting better, you can hold off on the supplements. But you still need to continue taking the medicine for a while. I'll adjust the prescription later and make it a little milder, which will also help with recovery."

When Zhou Jiyuan heard the doctor say that he was going to get better, he quickly stood up, pulled the old doctor's sleeve and asked, "Grandpa Doctor, can I have something sweet? I really want to eat chestnut cake. I haven't had it for a long time. I want to eat something sweet."

The imperial physician turned around and patted Zhou Jiyuan's head with a smile: "Young Master, you can eat a little less sweets in the next few days, but don't eat too much. Just a little bit."

After saying that, he used his hands to indicate the size to Zhou Jiyuan.

Zhou Jiyuan looked up happily and saw that it was only as big as a fingernail.

Zhou Jiyuan almost cried when he saw the size the imperial physician measured. How could it be just a tiny amount?

Never mind the size.

Zhou Jiyuan jumped up and ran after the imperial physician, asking, "How many days will it take? Imperial physician, please explain clearly! Otherwise, my father is fooling me again."

"Five days. After five days, the young master can eat a little bit of sweet food. It's okay."

The Duke's wife laughed and scolded Zhou Jiyuan: "You still bring up the chestnut cake thing? Last time, your father almost beat Mother Han to death. It's all because of your greed."

Duke Dingguo Zhou Chenli was also happy to hear that his son was going to get better, and he bowed to the imperial physician.

The old doctor waved his hands quickly: "Oh, no, no, I don't deserve the Duke's praise."

This old doctor is a very smart person. The emperor sent him to treat the Duke's young son, and he knows the severity of the case.

Seeing that the imperial physician and Duke Ding had finished their work, the Duke's wife quickly asked, "Imperial physician, is that porridge oil good? I drank a small bowl this morning, and it felt warm in my stomach all morning."

The imperial physician smiled and replied to the Duke's wife: "Madam, that porridge oil is of course good. In the folk, seriously ill patients are given porridge oil to recover. And the elderly can also take porridge oil all year round to prolong their lives."

"Besides, porridge oil is food, so eating more won't be a problem. Madam, you can eat a little when you have time, but it takes time for the food to replenish your body, so don't worry."

The Duke's wife: Is it slow? Why does she feel like she has endless energy after breakfast? Maybe she's overthinking it.

After the imperial physician finished the treatment, Xu Miao felt relieved.

Duke Dingguo was delighted and sent his steward Qian with a large red envelope to send the imperial physician off. He also gave a generous reward to the servants in Zhou Jiyuan's courtyard.

Of course, the Duke Dingguo’s Mansion is not short of money.