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It was very difficult for Mrs. Duke to invite her. She seemed to have no affection for this son. Even if it was the old lady's request, she refused to come with the excuse that she was asleep at night.

This completely angered the old lady, so she asked someone to move Duan Lingyao to the couch, carried her to Mrs. Guo's yard.

The Duke's wife has lived in the deep courtyard for a long time, worshiping the Buddha all the year round, and the place where she lives is extremely quiet. It has not been such a lively time for many years.

The attendant kept knocking on the door and brought out the old lady's name, so the Duke's wife had to open the door to greet her.

The bamboo salad planted by the door shook, and a few green leaves fell on Duan Lingyao. Song Sijin held his hand and silently picked up the leaves.

The Duke's wife walked out of the bedroom wearing a coat, her hair was half-up and untouched, the maid held a lantern to light up, and the bright red lantern reflected the green and thin bamboo bushes, which reflected the world like it was not in the world.

"Mother-in-law. It's so late, why are you so busy..."

"Don't tell me what you have and what you don't have, Axue, the son is so sick, shouldn't you come and take care of him as a mother?"

Mrs. Guo took her clothes and said, "There are many people around the prince, and I will only cause trouble if I go."

The old lady's eyes were slightly red: "It's come to this point, you are still like this, don't you care that he is your own son at all?"

Mrs. Guogong was silent. She stood there with her head slightly lowered, and her hair brushed against her neither sad nor happy face. She didn't know whether she was listening to the teachings humbly or resisting silently. In short, she didn't seem to care about Duan Lingyao at all.

But Song Sijin saw that her half-hidden hand under the sleeve was tightly clutching the Buddhist bead bracelet, as if she was about to cut it off.

The atmosphere fell into anxiety for a while, the Duke's wife was too stubborn, even if the attendants carried Duan Lingyao into her yard, they didn't even glance over.

The old lady had no choice but to take a step forward and grab Duan Lingyao's other hand, and she was going to grab Mrs. Guo's hand again, wanting her to touch this dying son.

But Mrs. Guo took a step backwards unexpectedly.

The old lady sternly said: "You don't even listen to my words, do you want to be a person who disobeys the elders and is not filial and fraternal?"

No matter when, filial piety is a mountain, even though Mrs. Guo hated Duan Lingyao, she didn't dare to really make the old lady angry, so she could only let the old lady pull her over.

The old lady pressed her hand and told her to touch Duan Lingyao's hand, her voice became more and more sad: "The past is over, Axue, let it go."

Unexpectedly, these words hurt the Duke's wife even more. Her hands trembled and she drew back abruptly. The eyes she looked at Duan Lingyao were so complicated that Song Sijin couldn't tell the difference at all.

"This is retribution!"

"How can you say that, he was still a child at that time!" The old lady raised her crutch angrily and slapped the Duke's wife, "Shut up."

Mrs. Duke smiled sadly: "Mother-in-law, after so long, has everyone forgotten my Lingxi and Linghui?"

Among the people present, except for the two wives, no one dared to raise their heads and no one dared to speak out, and Song Sijin did the same. He held Duan Lingyao's hand, and vaguely glimpsed some secrets about the Duke's Mansion that he shouldn't know.

What happened back then that made the Duke's wife hate her own son so much?I heard that Duan Lingyao was an asshole when he was very young. Could it be that he had already made irreparable mistakes at that time?

Song Sijin hasn't figured out the truth yet, but feels sad in his heart, sad for Duan Lingyao.

He seems to understand what Duan Lingyao meant by "They all want to kill me". If even the closest relatives hate him, no matter how big the world is, they will feel that there is nowhere to go.

For a moment, sadness enveloped this quiet small courtyard, and the smell of sandalwood faintly floated in the air. Song Sijin noticed that in this small courtyard where no outsiders have set foot all year round, there seemed to be a room that was always lit, and that The smell of sandalwood is the strongest in the direction, and it is also the direction in which the Duke's wife came out.

The old lady sighed, some things cannot be undone by persuasion, the juniors don't know, but she is most aware that there seems to be only a bad relationship between the mother and child.

Seeing that the old lady stopped talking, Mrs. Guo said in a low voice: "It's late at night, mother-in-law should rest earlier, since the son is also sick, it's better not to blow the wind outside, and go back to rest earlier."

The old lady said in a bad voice: "If you want to rest, go back and rest by yourself, don't worry about others, the old man will not only care about whether he is sleepy or not when his grandson is seriously ill."

It's a pity that the Duke's wife has made up her mind. Even though she was accused by her mother-in-law insinuatingly, she was unmoved, and even turned around on her own initiative, really wanting to go back to the brightly lit room to rest.

Just when the atmosphere was about to slip into a more rigid situation, the third wave of people hurried over. It turned out that the eldest young lady heard that there was a commotion here, so she hurriedly brought people to mediate.

Unlike Mrs. Guogong, Mrs. Eldest and Younger didn't hate Duan Lingyao so much. She led the two children, first greeted her in a gentle voice, and then asked the two children to coax Mrs. Guogong.

Facing the only two grandchildren, Mrs. Guogong really couldn't be cruel. She showed a little smile, put her arms around the children and said that grandma is fine, don't be afraid.

But the more loving she was to them, the more miserable and helpless Duan Lingyao was lying on the side.

"Grandma, third uncle must be all right?" Duan Mingyu asked in a low voice with his face raised.

"Well, it's okay." Mrs. Guo was silent for a moment, and said so.

"The third brother will be fine." The young lady supported the old lady's arm and said, "The grandson-in-law went to Qingya Mountain outside the city today to offer incense to the third brother and pray for blessings. They all said that the Qingya Mountain is a blessing, and the third brother will definitely save the day."

But the fact is that Duan Lingyao's condition worsened tonight.

The old lady couldn't bear to hurt the kindness of grandson's daughter-in-law, so she just sighed: "I hope so."

In order to resolve the unhappiness just now, the eldest young lady picked up some happy things and said: "Speaking of which, it's hot now, there are mosquitoes everywhere, and I can't sleep well at night. The granddaughter-in-law went to Qingya Mountain today and met an old man The roadside free clinic sells medicine, and the sachets he sells are said to have the effect of repelling mosquitoes and calming the nerves. My granddaughter-in-law bought several, and we happened to have one for each of us, and hung them in the third brother's house so that he can have a good rest."

But when they came back, the two children were too tired and went to bed directly, and the eldest young lady also forgot about it. When she heard about the conflict here at night, she suddenly remembered it.

The eldest young lady turned her head and called out: "Mingyu Mingyan, didn't you say that you want to hang yourself on the uncle yourself, go quickly."

"Okay." Duan Mingyu and Duan Mingyan were taught very well by their elders. Even if they were so sleepy that they could hardly keep their eyes open, and they were pulled out at night, they would not make any noise and behave as usual.

They are still just children, they don't know anything, they only know that uncle Duan Lingyao is very powerful and fun, and these two points basically establish the importance of a person in the eyes of children.

Therefore, even though Duan Lingyao seldom took them to play, the two children were always thinking about it.

Mingyu and Mingyan ran to Duan Lingyao, and asked Song Sijin, "Hello, Uncle Song."

"Young master, young lady is also fine."

Song Sijin stepped aside and asked the two children to place the sachet beside Duan Lingyao. It was a very ordinary burlap bag, unpretentious and basically without any decorations.

Song Sijin frowned slightly, always feeling that the sachet looked familiar.

The eldest young lady said: "At first my granddaughter-in-law saw that the sachets he sold were so simple, so she didn't plan to buy them, but I heard from the people next to him that this person's sachets are really cheap and effective, and they have been opened by the masters in the temple. Besides, this old man’s kindness in helping others with free consultations is a matter of accumulating merit, so the granddaughter-in-law thought about buying a few more, so that she could not only help the old man, but also earn some merit for the third brother. "

This thought was enough for the young lady, and the old lady felt very relieved when she heard it. She patted her hand and cheered up a little: "Alright, help Lingyao to accumulate some merits, so as not to be naive." He is not pleasing to the eye and must accept him."

Over there, Duan Mingyu and Duan Mingyan helped Duan Lingyao put away the sachet and did not leave immediately. They looked at Song Sijin curiously and asked, "Uncle Song, you have been taking care of my uncle, do you know his condition best?"

Facing such a polite and well-behaved child, Song Sijin was not as annoying as he was when he was facing a bear child. He said softly, "It should be."

"Then when will uncle get well?"

"I don't know too well." Song Sijin felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry."

"Why did Uncle Song apologize?" The child's intuition was very keen, even though the elders told them that nothing would happen, they still noticed something.

Duan Mingyan asked in a low voice: "Will Uncle die?"

Song Sijin didn't know how to answer, he pursed his lips and couldn't even force a smile.

Duan Mingyan said sadly: "But everyone says that the disaster will last for thousands of years, so my uncle should be able to live very well."

Duan Mingyu took his younger sister's hand: "Shh, don't talk nonsense, my uncle will be fine."

The night was too late, after mediating the conflict between the two elders, the young lady was going to take the child back to rest first, but Duan Mingyan suddenly broke away from her hand and gave Song Sijin her sachet.

"Uncle Song, I'll give you my sachet. You also need to rest well. Only after you rest can you take good care of my uncle." Duan Mingyan said.

Song Sijin was a little surprised. He took it and replied seriously: "Okay, I understand."

He squeezed it casually, and suddenly found that the contents in the sachet were not powdery, but in pieces.

When he touched here, he suddenly became anxious, and immediately opened the sachet to check, and found that most of the medicinal materials were intact except for the powdered spices.

Song Sijin suddenly thought of something, and quickly pinched the sachet to meditate.

Maybe it was because the medicinal effect of the sachet was really good. After inhaling the aroma, my mind calmed down a lot. Song Sijin recalled and recalled something useful--in a few months, the Holy Majesty will suddenly become seriously ill, and in the presence of everyone When the imperial doctors were at a loss, Yan Xuehui invited a genius doctor to pull the Holy Majesty back from the gate of hell.

This miracle doctor is Xu Wanqing, the imperial physician of the Chen Kingdom. Ten years ago, he was framed accidentally and died by the royal family of the Chen Kingdom. Fortunately, with the help of the patients he had rescued before, he changed his name and fled to the Dayue Kingdom to live incognito.From then on, the imperial doctor became a wandering doctor, traveled all over the country, rescued the dying and healed the wounded everywhere, but he never wanted to make a name for himself, nor would he treat the diseases of the rich and powerful.

But Yan Xuehui was different, he just had a way to find him, and he also had a way to persuade him.

In the original book, when Yan Xuehui introduced him to Qin Youshan, she said: "The other day I saw someone selling sachets on the side of the road. The appearance was rough, but there was a complete formula of medicinal materials in it. I knew that this person must be not simple."

At this time, the "secret recipe" is the key to making a living. Ordinary pharmacies and spice shops sell sachets, which are basically powdered and sold in bags, in order to prevent others from learning the recipe.

But Xu Wanqing sells sachets just to make common people afford them. When he leaves this place in the future, those who buy sachets will open the cloth bags and make new sachets according to the medicinal materials inside. This is always cheaper than buying finished products.

That's right, it might be him, with a rough appearance and complete medicinal materials inside, as well as the identity of a roadside doctor... It turns out that Xu Wanqing arrived in Yaojing so early!

Song Sijin became excited and grabbed Duan Lingyao's hand tightly.

In fact, he is really not good at dealing with unfamiliar elders, but at this moment, he couldn't care less about being nervous: "Madam, that free doctor may be able to save the young man!"

If I remember correctly, what Xu Wanqing is best at is detoxification.

For a moment, everyone looked at Song Sijin, who was so nervous that he stammered out what he could say.

After hearing these words, the old lady became agitated, but quickly calmed down again: "Where did you know this?"

"I... was told by my little father-in-law before, he always knows a lot of things." Song Sijin hesitated for a while, and decided to let the unconscious Duan Lingyao take the blame.

"Lingyao is unconscious, how does this old man know that what you said is true? Don't forget, if it weren't for you, Lingyao wouldn't have become like this!"

Song Sijin really couldn't prove it, but: "Then who else can save Lingyao?"

The top medical resources of this era in this country are basically concentrated in the palace, and the government has invited all the old imperial doctors with excellent medical skills in the past few days.

There is no other way, and it is precisely because there is no way that the old lady is so sad tonight, she must let the Duke and Madam see Duan Lingyao.

Thinking of the lying skills Yunxi taught him, Song Sijin raised his eyes and looked directly at the old man in front of him seriously: "Old lady, you can't give up on Lingyao, he shouldn't die at this time."

Try it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to try it.

After a long period of silence and scrutiny, the old lady asked the young lady: "Where did you say that the old doctor gave a free clinic?"

The eldest young lady hurriedly said: "In Qingya Mountain, but grandson-in-law heard that he will leave Qingya Mountain tomorrow, it is not known where he will go then."

The old lady immediately made a decision to take Duan Lingyao to Qingya Mountain to find someone. The longer the time dragged on, the worse the situation would be. Just seeing how quiet Duan Lingyao is now, which is different from the way he was troubled by nightmares in the past few days, you can tell that he has already The strength to struggle is gone.

Thinking about decades ago, the old lady was also a resolute and ruthless heroine. She was able to lead the young holy majesty to break out of the siege, not because of soft-heartedness and hesitation.

When he got into the carriage, Song Sijin frowned and bit his fingers.

Although there is a high probability that this wandering doctor is the genius doctor, there is another problem. He has clearly stated that he will not heal the powerful.

How did Yan Xuehui persuade him?Song Sijin recalled it for a long time, and was disappointed to find that this crop was not described in detail in the original book.

In other words, Song Sijin and Duan Lingyao could only find a way to ask him for treatment.

Duan Lingyao nestled in Song Sijin's arms, quietly as if he would never wake up again, and only at this time, he would unreservedly reveal his helplessness and fragility to others.

Song Sijin gently stroked his hair and prayed silently.

The author says:

I know that writing this kind of article will definitely be controversial, so it’s fine if you want to complain or whatever. When communicating, everyone should calm down and don’t get too angry. After all, it’s just a novel. Not worth it.

But, I didn't do any harm to the world by writing a novel, so I shouldn't report it.

My friends, be more sensible, stay on the front line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future.

If anyone insists on this, Goo will lead the compatriots of the dark universe to rush into the Milky Way!Occupy the solar system!Attack the earth and rule the human race!At that time, you will be the great sinner of mankind, so I advise you to accept it as soon as you see it!

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