Chapter 1104 411 Entering the Urn (Two More)

Early in the morning, when it was not even half an hour, Fang Chengling and his wife came to An Ningju to greet Mrs. Fang.

The two of them would come every day at this time, and Fang Chengling would cleanse Mrs. Fang's face in person, looking very filial.

After cleaning the face, Fang Chengling handed the handkerchief to the maid next to him, and said to Xiao Yi, "Sir, it's been really hard for you these few days."

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "This is what it should be."

Fang Chengling said with relief: "Your grandfather must be very happy that you and the prince are so filial."

"Yeah." Mrs. Fang also agreed, and then looked at Nangong Yue's tired face, and said lovingly: "Prince Prince, my aunt knows that you are filial, but you have to take care of yourself. If your body is exhausted, then you will lose sight of the other." Although she said it nicely, she obviously didn't plan to let her daughter take the place of Nangong Yue's vigil.

Nangong Yue knew this well, smiled gently, and said, "Auntie is right. I will pay attention."

At this moment, there was a sound of the curtain being lifted, and Thrush entered the inner room with a mahogany tray on it. On the tray was a bowl of steaming soup.

"Prince Prince, the soup is ready." Thrush carefully placed the tray on the small table beside the bed.

Fang Cheng made the couple's heart beat faster and exchanged glances quickly.

Nangong Yue asked Bai Hui and an old woman to help the old man up a little, and put a big pillow on his back. Then he picked up the medicine bowl and said softly, "Grandfather, grandson-in-law is here to serve you. Medication."

These few days, serving day and night, Nangong Yue no longer wears the bracelet, and even the beads on her head are removed, and she simply pulls her hair into a bun.

Grandpa Fang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his slightly empty eyes stared at Fang Chengling and his wife, eager to eat their flesh and blood.

Fang Chengling and his wife were horrified by him, and they felt more and more that this decision was not wrong.

As for now, as long as they drive away Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue, this immortal is not just the fish on their chopping board, let them slaughter!

Thinking of this, Fang Chengling and his wife were quite settled. They stared at Nangong Yue's every move with burning eyes, watching her carefully and thoughtfully feeding the soup into Mrs. Fang's mouth with a small silver spoon. The handkerchief wiped away the medicine stains that spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The soup in Nangong Yue's bowl became less and less, and Fang Chengling and his wife secretly rejoiced: It's done!

After drinking half the bowl of medicine, Mrs. Fang seemed to be sleepy. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fang whispered from the side: "Father is asleep, then we won't disturb you. Shizi, Shizi and concubine, you are still working hard to take care of you."

Nangong Yue was blessed and said, "Uncle, aunt, please rest assured."

Fang Chengling and his wife left, leaving only Fang Yulan to continue serving in An Ningju.

Fang Yulan spent another morning casually spending another morning in the Dongci room. When it was almost lunch time, she couldn't wait to get up and was about to go back to her yard for dinner. Who knew that Fang Chengling and his wife would come again.

"Concubine Shi," Madam Fang said worriedly as soon as she entered the inner room, "Sister Lan asked the maid to pass me a message, my father slept all morning and didn't wake up, so I'll come and have a look..."

Huh? Fang Yulan was stunned, she didn't let anyone speak.

Fang Yulan moved her lips, but before she could speak, Mrs. Fang had already stepped up to the side of the couch. She gently pushed Mrs. Fang and whispered, "Father, father..."

But Mrs. Fang's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't react at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Father, father..."

Madam Fang panicked, and called out several times in succession, one louder than the other, then turned around in a panic and said to the other party: "Master! Master, it's not good, my concubine can't wake up my father! Please call the doctor! "

"Yes, ma'am." A maid hurriedly took the order.

Nangong Yue stood in front of the couch with a look of disbelief.

Fang Chengling strode forward and shouted anxiously, "Father! Father..." He turned to look at Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue who were beside him, and scolded, "Ayi, Concubine Shi, how do you take care of them? Your grandfather's? It was fine in the morning, so why is it now... just like this?!"

Nangong Yue glanced at Xiao Yi in panic, and murmured, "Ayi, I... In the morning, when I was feeding my grandfather the medicine, my grandfather was obviously fine..."

Xiao Yi's face was sinking like water, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he also walked to the couch and called softly, "Grandfather, grandfather..."

Mr. Fang still didn't respond at all.

Fang Chengling showed helplessness, and sighed in grief: "Your aunt has taken care of your grandfather for more than ten years without any problems, and you only have a few days..." He looked like he didn't want to say more.

For a time, the atmosphere in the inner room was a little dignified.

Xiao Yi looked at the unconscious old Mrs Fang with an obscure expression, while Nangong Yue looked helpless, as if she had been frightened.

Not long after, there was a mess of footsteps outside, mixed with the nervous voice of the maid: "Doctor He, it's here! Please come with the servant..."

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, followed by the sound of picking the curtain, and an old doctor in a green robe with gray beard hurriedly followed a little maid into the room.

Mrs. Fang held a handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and said, "Doctor He, take a look at my grandfather... Grandpa, he, he..."

Dr. He put down the medicine box and sat down on the small tumbler beside the couch. A little maid opened some quilts and gently pulled out Mrs. Fang's left wrist.

Dr. He stretched out three fingers and put them between Mr. Fang's wrist for a moment, then withdrew his hand, his face sinking like water.

Fang Chengling hurriedly asked, "Doctor He, how is my father now?"

Doctor He frowned and scolded: "Nonsense! Nonsense! What kind of medicine did you give the old man recently? It was clear that when the old man came to check the Ping An pulse of the old man a few days ago, the old man's pulse was still very stable, how come it suddenly happened only a few days ago? Quickly turn down?"

Mrs. Fang gave Nangong Yue an embarrassed look, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said, "Doctor He, my nephew and daughter-in-law say that it is a family tradition of medicine, and she insists on treating the old man. She is filial, and we are elders. It's not easy to refute her kindness... Two days ago, the old man seemed to be getting better, but I don't know what happened today..."

"What a nonsense!" Doctor He couldn't help frowning when he saw Nangongyue's young appearance, and said sternly, "The old man has a weak foundation and needs to be slowly adjusted with mild medicine. Your nephew and daughter-in-law are too aggressive. With such a ferocious use of medicine, how can the old man be able to endure it with his almost exhausted body!"

Nangong Yue lowered her head, holding the handkerchief tightly in her hands, and said nothing.

Doctor He stroked his beard and reprimanded Nangong Yue: "This little lady, I don't know that you have studied medicine for a few years before you dare to act like this. You must know that this study of medicine is not just talk on paper, it depends on the symptoms of different patients. Come to adjust the recipe, as the so-called 'a small difference is a thousand miles away', if the dose is wrong, it will cost a life!

Fang Chengling nodded again and again and asked impatiently, "Doctor He, think of something, save my father!"

Doctor He pondered for a moment, "I'll try three doses of medicine first. If it gets better, it can be saved. Otherwise...hey."

Fang Chengling hurriedly asked the maid to serve the pen and ink.

Afterwards, he let out a long sigh, looked at Xiao Yi and said, "Ayi, my uncle believed in your filial piety, and asked you and the concubine to treat your grandfather, but now... hey!" He He sighed, and said angrily and anxiously, "Anyway, I'm your uncle, and I'll never drive you away, but you and the princely concubine don't stay here and cause trouble, go back to your yard! Your grandfather! , free me and your aunt to take care of it!"

In the end, he was clearly issuing an expulsion order!

Doctor He on the side was terrified. He was a doctor enshrined in the Fang Mansion, and he was naturally quite skilled in medicine. He had always been taking care of Mrs. Fang's condition.

Today, Mrs. Fang's pulse is really wrong. In fact, he can't tell whether the pulse is getting better or worse. But Mrs. Fang has been sick for so long, how can it get better for no reason? Naturally, it is worse, so he would say so.

But if he knew that it was the imperial concubine who treated the old lady Fang, he would not dare to say those words!

She is the prince concubine, then... Then isn't this one--

Sir? !

Doctor He gave Xiao Yi a frightened look, but until now, Doctor He can only pretend that he doesn't know, and lower his head to write the recipe.

Xiao Yiyu looked at Mrs. Fang with a deep frown, with a look of regret. After a while, he cupped his hands and said, "...Uncle, then Ayue and I will retire first..."

Fang Chengling suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and turned his face away in feigned anger.

Xiao Yi left with Nangong Yue.

After a stick of incense, Fang Chengling and his wife returned to the main courtyard. After the slaves were sent back, Mrs. Fang couldn't hold back any longer, and said with joy: "Master, you are really tall! You saw the relationship between the prince and the prince just now. Is your face okay?"

Mrs. Fang diligently served Fang Chengling for tea, and Fang Chengling was even more satisfied.

"It's Brother Yu's plan." Fang Chengling showed a hint of pride in his eyes. His son is really good. Not only is he good at reading, but he is also smart. Their Fang family's family business is inherited by Yu Ge'er, and it will be able to carry forward in the future!

Thinking of her son, Mrs. Fang also had a smile in her eyes. She was no longer satisfied with her son. Unlike the concubine, who was timid and timid, what kind of atmosphere could it be!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the inside and outside, followed by a little maid who said respectfully: "Master, Madam, Shi Ziye and Shizifei ask to see you!"

Why did Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue come? ! Fang Chengling and his wife looked at each other, and then Fang Chengling said, "I haven't invited Shizi and Shizi to come in."

As he spoke, he stood up, flicked his robe and said, "I'll go meet them."

Fang Chengling went to the main hall and sat down. After a while, the maid brought Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue in.

Fang Chengling sat on the mahogany Taishi chair in the first master's seat, with a calm expression on his face.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue walked into the hall and bowed respectfully to Fang Chengling.

Fang Chengling said lightly: "Ayi, what's the matter with you and Concubine Shizi?"

Xiao Yi sternly said, "Uncle, Ayue and I have come here to apologize to uncle." Nangongyue lowered her eyebrows to the side, very respectful.

Fang Chengling remembered Xiao Yi's arrogant and arrogant behavior towards Tang Qinghong before, and his heart was very happy. Even if it's the Prince of Zhennan, he doesn't want to bow down to his uncle and admit his mistakes.

Fang Chengling concealed the smugness in his eyes and sighed: "Ayi, my uncle is not angry with you and the concubine. I know that you and concubine the concubine are also filial, but sometimes good intentions can do bad things. Your grandfather's body is really tossing. I can't afford it. Ayi, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. You are still young and you still have a lot to learn."

"Thank you for your uncle's teaching." Xiao Yi bowed again, "Please Rong Ayi offer tea to uncle to apologize!"

Fang Chengling became more and more complacent, and gave the servant girl a wink, and the servant girl immediately brought a cup of hot tea. Xiao Yi took it with both hands and respectfully presented it to Fang Chengling.

After Fang Chengling took it, he held the lid with one hand and the lid with the other. He slowly used the lid to remove the tea foam floating on the surface of the tea soup, then took a sip and put down the tea cup.

"Ayi, Concubine Shizi, next..."

Fang Chengling wanted to reprimand Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue for a few more words, but after saying a few words, he felt a sense of dizziness. Holding his forehead and shaking his head, he thought to himself: Could it be that I didn't sleep well last night?

Fang Chengling shook his head again, stood up and said, "Ayi, I'm a little dizzy, I lost first..."

"Since uncle is not feeling well, it's better to call a doctor quickly." Xiao Yi said with concern, "Just now that doctor He has good medical skills..."

"No need." Fang Chengling said stiffly, "I'm just dizzy..." As he spoke, his head became more dizzy, his eyes became more blurry, his feet softened, and suddenly he fell down, his eyes were hazy, as if his body It's like being in a fog.

"Uncle! Uncle..."

Xiao Yi's nervous and worried cry rang in Fang Chengling's ears, Fang Chengling vaguely saw Xiao Yi squatting beside him, Xiao Yi seemed to be laughing? !

Fang Chengling's heart skipped a beat.

"Uncle," Xiao Yi said slowly in Fang Chengling's ear in a low voice, "I like an old saying very much: treat others with their own way. Over the years, I will let you feel the pain that my grandfather has suffered. Taste it again and again...the days are still long, we are not in a hurry!"

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