High-class maid

Madam Wang took the bowl of medicine but didn't drink it immediately. Instead, she asked, "How is Young Master Song? Has he woken up?"

"He's still unconscious. The doctor just finished acupuncture on him. There are no external injuries, but I'm afraid there might be internal injuries," Shen Xing'er said worriedly, frowning.

“You already owed Young Master Song, and now that he has saved you, what should you give him to repay the debt?” Wang said.

"Have you notified Young Master Song's family? With such a major incident, I'm afraid the pageboy can't handle everything alone," Shen Kun asked.

"Young Master Song has a home in Jinling but doesn't go back, instead staying at this inn. He must have some unspeakable reason. His page is awake. Daughter, let's ask the page before making a decision."

After considering it for a moment, Shen Xing'er told Shen Kun about her plans.

Shen Kun nodded after hearing this and said, "Hmm, your consideration is good. Let's do it this way. Go to the manor tomorrow to ask for leave. In our current state, your mother and I are probably unable to go to the manor to work."

Shen Kun said.

"Father, don't worry, I know. Just focus on recovering." Shen Xing'er helped her father lie down and tucked the blanket around him.

"I don't know if this tiger can be caught. He's so arrogant. We must catch him and stop him from harming the people," Wang said worriedly.

"Yes, it will, good will prevail over evil," Shen Xing'er said.

Shen Xing'er wasn't saying this to comfort Wang Shi. Duan Laohu in the book was indeed captured by the Second Prince. It was said that Duan Laohu had taken money and done many bad things for the court officials. Since Duan Laohu was captured, the Second Prince's doorstep has been worn down by people trying to curry favor with him.

In order to capture Duan Laohu, the Second Prince was seriously injured. Through this incident, he made his first appearance before the Emperor and later successfully got engaged to Xiao Luosheng.

"I hope so, Xing'er. You should go and rest too. Ask the page tomorrow," Madam Wang instructed.

After Shen Xing'er left, Wang Shi and Shen Kun did not go to sleep. The couple lay in bed, talking about their feelings.

“Husband, we owe Young Master Song so much. Is it fate that we would meet him again on our way from the capital to Jinling, and that Xing’er would be saved by him? What a coincidence!” Wang said.

Shen Kun pondered for a moment and said, "The things Xing'er said when she was drunk that day were already extremely disrespectful, but not only was Young Master Song not angry, he also covered for her as if nothing had happened. Don't you think that..."

"What do you mean, 'what if'? Let me tell you, no matter how good Young Master Song is, I will never let my daughter become a concubine!" Madam Wang said excitedly.

“Just because you’re reluctant doesn’t mean I am. Let’s wait until Young Master Song recovers from his injuries. If things really turn out as we expect, then we’ll make a decision,” Shen Kun said.

"Although my daughter is just a maid, I still want her to be a proper wife outside the home, marry into an ordinary family, be a good wife and mother, and live a peaceful life," Wang Shi muttered.

"Alright, alright, let's take it one step at a time, don't think about it anymore." Shen Kun patted her shoulder, blew out the candle, and went to sleep.

After leaving the room, Shen Xing'er did not immediately return to her room. She was still worried about Song Wenyang, so she went downstairs again.

"Xiao Tong, has your young master woken up?" Shen Xing'er asked, standing at the doorway, through the half-closed door.

The pageboy came out with bandages tied around his head. He looked at the woman in front of him. Although she was not wearing any makeup or jewelry and was only wearing a plain cloak, it could not hide her stunning beauty.

“Miss Shen, my young master just woke up, but then fell asleep again in a daze. The doctor said there’s nothing seriously wrong. We’ll observe him for the next few days, and if his internal organs don’t feel uncomfortable, then he’ll be fine.”

The pageboy bowed to Shen Xing'er with his hands clasped in greeting and replied.

Shen Xing'er sidestepped his bow, patted her chest with one hand, and said, "It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake. But it's better to inform the manor or the capital about such a big matter. How can you manage all by yourself?"

After all, this whole thing started because of her. If Song Wenyang hadn't protected her, with his sensitivity, he could have easily protected himself. But because of her, this burden, he was hurt.

The pageboy avoided eye contact, hesitated for a moment, but still told Shen Xing'er the truth: the young master had spared no effort to protect her, so he thought the young master wouldn't blame him after he woke up.

"To be honest, Miss Shen, our young master stayed at an inn instead of going home in order to find some peace and quiet. The reasons are not convenient to explain in detail, but the people in the capital have been trying to get him to return. If they find out that our young master is injured, he might really have to go home."

After hearing this, Shen Xing'er felt even more sorry for Song Wenyang. Although she knew that Song Wenyang's ending was good, only he himself knew the hardships he had endured. Therefore, she nodded to show her understanding.

"In that case, we will not make a fuss about this. Don't worry, the three of us will take care of Young Master Song for you."

The pageboy thanked her, and Shen Xing'er returned to her room.

The next day, Shen Xing'er arrived at the Xiao residence and explained the situation to the old lady. The old lady lamented the bad luck of the family of three and sent the family doctor back to the inn with Shen Xing'er.

"Dr. Jin, how are my parents? Are they alright?" Shen Xing'er looked at Dr. Jin, who had come to take her pulse, with trepidation, afraid that he might say something bad.

“Miss Shen, there’s no need to worry. Although your parents were knocked to the ground by the impact, they are in good health. I’ll change a few ingredients in the original prescription, and after taking it for three to five days, they will be fine.”

"Thank you very much, Dr. Jin, for making the special trip. There is a young gentleman downstairs who is an old acquaintance of ours. He was also knocked down by the attack that day. I wonder if Dr. Jin could take a look at him as well?"

Shen Kun said.

"Of course, since you're here, you might as well take a look around. Lead the way." Doctor Jin picked up his medicine box and was about to set off.

Shen Xing'er hurriedly got up and led the way.

When the two of them entered Song Wenyang's room, the pageboy was feeding Song Wenyang medicine. He saw Shen Xing'er and was happy to speak, but forgot that he still had the medicine in his mouth and coughed.

Shen Xing'er assumed that his condition had worsened and wanted to help him pat his back but dared not, so she could only anxiously urge Doctor Jin to hurry up.

Seeing Shen Xing'er's anxious expression, Song Wenyang felt that the medicine no longer tasted bitter and his body no longer ached, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

"This young master must have practiced martial arts for many years. Judging from his pulse, his injury is not serious. As long as he takes good care of himself in the next few days and doesn't get a fever, he'll be fine. However..." Doctor Jin hesitated, wanting to say more but stopping himself.

"But what?" Shen Xing'er and the page asked at the same time. Shen Xing'er realized she had overstepped her bounds and quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and turned away.

"However, judging from this young master's pulse, it seems as if he has been poisoned, the pulse is weak and intermittent, and I cannot be certain," Doctor Jin hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"What? Poisoned!" the pageboy exclaimed in surprise, while Song Wenyang was not too surprised, only showing an expression of understanding.

"Indeed, I don't know if this poison is too potent or if my medical skills are lacking, but I can only detect a faint pulse. To determine what kind of poison it is, we would need the imperial physicians in the palace to take the pulse."

Dr. Jin said sincerely.