After the eldest sister-in-law of a fishing family became a widow, her disabled younger brother-in-l

At this time of mourning, the Jiang family's demand for this divorce agreement will not only ruin Jiang Yuyue's reputation but also create enmity with the Xie family.

The Xie family is an official family; if we become enemies, our future will be difficult.

Jiang Huanxi was indignant. "So, sister, are you just going to let the Xie family bully you?"

Madam Jiang remained silent, her eyes filled with tenderness and pity.

The harmonious atmosphere froze for a moment, and Jiang Yuyue broke it by saying, "Don't worry, when have I ever seen your sister suffer? He's impotent now, and I'm afraid he's no longer able to do what he wants."

As she spoke, she gently tugged at Madam Jiang's arm, acting coquettishly like a young girl about to be married.

"Mother, you don't need to worry about me. Now that I've married into the Xie family, I'll naturally be in charge of the household. I don't care about such a small matter."

Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang sighed heavily and placed her hand on the back of her hand. "Yue'er has grown up and I won't be able to take care of you as often as I used to. But if you suffer any injustice, you must tell your mother immediately."

Jiang Yuyue smiled and agreed, her expression completely genuine.

Seeing this, Madam Jiang felt somewhat relieved.

The mother and daughter exchanged intimate words, and Jiang Yuyue glanced at Jiang Huanxi, who seemed to be sulking.

"Since we've already examined Young Master Xie, why not also check on Young Master Xie's condition?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huanxi's hair stood on end.

"You can see for yourself; don't try to tell me what to do!"

Madam Jiang scolded him with a hint of exasperation, "How dare you speak to your sister like that?"

“I said I wouldn’t go, and I won’t go. In my opinion, there’s not a single good person in the Xie family. Even that deceased brother-in-law left home after only three days of marriage. There was hardly any affection between husband and wife, yet you’re made to observe three years of mourning for him!”

Jiang Huanxi's eyes reddened. "What's worse, they bullied your widowed sister-in-law. If it weren't for your martial arts skills, wouldn't she have been in trouble? Why should you help the Xie family?!"

Every word she spoke brought tears to Madam Jiang's eyes.

Seeing that Madam Jiang's emotions, which had just been calmed down, were affected again, Jiang Yuyue felt somewhat helpless.

She understood that her brother felt indignant on her behalf, but the intricacies of the situation were difficult to explain.

He also couldn't explain to them that he had been reborn.

Having no other option, she had to make up a reason.

“The Xie family did indeed bully me, but the Third Young Master Xie is different. He spoke up for me when my husband passed away, and I remember that. He is an illegitimate son and has a leg ailment, so he lacks care on a daily basis. I was just thinking of helping him out as well, so as to accumulate some merit.”

Upon hearing about Xie Jinglan's pitiful situation, Jiang Huanxi's arrogance subsided considerably.

Madam Jiang also felt deeply sympathetic, "In that case, Xi'er should go and take a look."

After saying that, they got up and went to the main hall together.

Upon hearing that Jiang Huanxi was going to take the initiative to examine Xie Jinglan, Madam Xie immediately led them to the west courtyard without saying a word.

Now that the second son has gotten into trouble, all that's left is the illegitimate son of the main wife.

Although he is an illegitimate son, he is still a male member of the Xie family. If he is cured, he can also give birth to a bloodline for the Xie family, which is a good thing.

The group arrived at the West Courtyard in a great commotion.

Jixiang spotted the commotion from afar and immediately informed Xie Jinglan.

Xie Jinglan leaned against the couch, his eyebrows twitching slightly upon hearing this, and calmly instructed Jixiang to entertain the guests.

When Madam Xie saw Jixiang, she got straight to the point and said, "This is the young master from the Jiang family. He is known for his medical skills. Let him go in and examine Jinglan."

Jixiang glanced at the boy behind her and led him into the bedroom.

Unlike the other courtyards, the west courtyard is filled with the lingering smell of medicine as soon as you enter.

The atmosphere grew even stronger once they entered the bedroom.

Jiang Huanxi was already quite familiar with this, so he immediately began to examine the man on the bed.

He took Xie Jinglan's outstretched arm; the pale, jade-like wrist was adorned with bluish-purple lines, like the embroidery on fine porcelain.

Jiang Huanxi frowned, showing no interest in appreciating it.

"How is it?" After a moment, Xie Jinglan asked in a calm voice.

Jiang Huanxi released his grip and stared at the person in front of him.

His features were delicate and refined, and his fair complexion accentuated his excellent appearance, yet also revealed a sickly physique.

Those deep eyes were as calm as a still pool, without a ripple.

He has had this ailment for a long time and must have become accustomed to it.

“You’re about to die,” Jiang Huanxi said.

Xie Jinglan remained indifferent and calm.

Jiang Huanxi couldn't help but feel sorry for him, but there was nothing he could do. After finishing the examination, he got up and went out to tell the people waiting outside the news.

Jiang Yuyue was not surprised to hear this news.

After all, Xie Jinglan did indeed pass away from illness a few months later in his previous life.

But when Madam Xie heard this, she felt dizzy. She had been holding onto a glimmer of hope, but now she felt even more distressed.

Madam Xie glanced at Jiang Yuyue's flat stomach, still unwilling to give up, and asked, "Young Master Jiang, can you cure Jinglan?"

“My medical skills are not good enough; I have never seen this kind of pulse before.” Jiang Huanxi shook his head, as if he had remembered something. “Perhaps only the divine physician Baili can cure it.”

The Divine Physician Baili...

Upon hearing this, Madam Xie's face turned pale.

This legendary healer, Baili, is said to possess medical skills that are so profound that there is no illness he cannot cure.

However, the divine physician Baili was now living in the palace and no longer saw patients; even a fortune could not buy his services.

Jiang Yuyue's brow twitched slightly, indicating there was still a sliver of room for maneuver.

"Speaking of which, I once met the Divine Physician Baili."

Madam Xie immediately nitpicked, "Yue'er knows Doctor Baili? Is it possible that she can get Doctor Baili to cure Jinglan's illness?"

Jiang Yuyue glanced at Old Madam Xie but did not reply.

The latter suddenly straightened his back and his tone changed.

"Moon, you are now a member of the Xie family, and you will be the future matriarch in charge of the household affairs. You have seen how Jinglan is suffering from his serious illness. He is the only heir left in the Xie family. If Jinglan also passes away, the Xie family will have no descendants and will be difficult to continue!"

Jiang Yuyue was already tired of hearing this kind of moral blackmail in her previous life.

She was once forced to clean up the mess left by the Xie family because of these comments.

Jiang Yuyue smiled slightly and continued, "Grandmother is right. As a member of the Xie family, one must wholeheartedly consider the Xie family's interests. However, since Physician Baili is in the capital, it is impossible to invite him here..."

"No need to worry about that, then let's head to the capital!"

Another voice suddenly rang out, and everyone looked over.

Just then, Master Xie and Madam Xie approached, having already heard about what had happened from the servants.

Grandpa Xie said directly, "Holding a funeral in the mansion is not good for Jinglan's health. It's good for him to go out and dispel some of his illness."

Old Mrs. Xie agreed wholeheartedly.

However, at this moment, the bedroom door opened, and Jixiang slowly pushed Xie Jinglan, who was in a wheelchair, out.

He covered his mouth and coughed, his weak body trembling slightly.

"Grandmother, Father, cough cough... Mother... my body, cough..."

It is impossible to express even a single complete sentence.

Ji Xiang, standing behind him, said on his behalf, "Master, the Third Young Master is in poor health and probably cannot travel around. He does not want to trouble you all and only needs to rest in bed."

Seeing this, both Madam Xie and Master Xie fell silent.

Jiang Yuyue raised an eyebrow and looked directly into Xie Jinglan's cold eyes.

He has a chance to save his life, and he's going to refuse it?

Are there really people in this world who don't value their own lives?