Chapter 581: Don’t Cause Trouble

"Chen'er!" Prime Minister Su was shocked. He rushed over and picked up Su Chen who had fallen to the ground, shouting: "Go and get a doctor!"

Su Chen's cousin Su Li hurried out to call the housekeeper.

Prime Minister Su held the unconscious Su Chen, his heart aching.

It was not a good sign that his nephew was vomiting blood at such a young age.

His younger brother was gone, and Chen'er was the only flesh and blood left by his younger brother. He must not be in any way.

The servants gathered around and lifted Su Chen. Prime Minister Su shouted: "Hurry up and take him to the warm room next door!"

There was a floor heater burning in the warm room. The servants put Su Chen on the bed and covered him with a thick quilt.

Prime Minister Su was anxious and turned around in the room. His nephew was so tired of mourning that he became like this.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Su Li brought the doctor in.

Prime Minister Su stayed by the side and watched the doctor feel his pulse.

After a while, the doctor let go and stood up. Prime Minister Su invited the doctor outside and asked, "How is my nephew?"

The doctor said slowly, "I see that the young master is weak and depressed, so he vomited blood. He needs to take good care of himself and rest."

Prime Minister Su said in a deep voice, "My nephew was hit hard by the death of his father, but he can't eat meat right now. What should I do?"

The doctor thought for a while, "So, eat more eggs every day, and drink some cow and goat milk. If the young master doesn't take supplements, he will be exhausted before the mourning period is over."

Prime Minister Su nodded repeatedly, "All as per your will, doctor. Please prescribe a prescription for my nephew."

The doctor pondered for a while before writing a prescription. Su Li quickly sent someone to a familiar pharmacy to get the medicine.

Prime Minister Su had just sent the doctor out when Xiao Min rushed in crying, shouting, "Chen'er, what happened to my mother's Chen'er?"

Prime Minister Su looked at her coldly, "Don't cry, Chen'er needs to rest."

He paused, "During this period of time, I don't have to go to court, I will take care of Chen'er myself."

"Just stay in your yard and don't make trouble."

Xiao Min stared, "Chen'er is my son, can't I see him?"

Prime Minister Su said coldly, "No one stopped you from seeing him, just don't cry!" Then he turned his back and went out.

Xiao Min curled her lips and went into the warm room to look at Su Chen.

After all, Su Chen was also born after ten months of pregnancy. Seeing her son's pale face and unconsciousness, Xiao Min rarely felt a trace of maternal love, touched her son's face, and cried silently.

Since that day in the palace, when Su Chen pushed her down and rushed out, the mother and son returned to Beijing for the funeral, and Su Chen never said a word to Xiao Min again.

Xiao Min thought that her son was sick, which was an opportunity for reconciliation.

As long as she took good care of him for a few days, she thought that she could coax him to change his mind.

Now that her elder brother ignored her and her husband was gone, she could only rely on her son.

Xiao Min cried for a while and then got up and sat in the outer room. Nanny Xia stood behind her with a blank expression.

Now, Xiao Min also had to observe mourning.

She couldn't watch plays, couldn't go out, and had no entertainment activities.

It was hard to sit at home like a log every day.

Xiao Min was bored before, and she asked the little maid to play cards with her. Nanny Xia came over and burned the cards, and the little maids were punished to kneel for a day.

Nanny Xia was serious and the maids were submissive to her. Now, no one listened to what Xiao Min said. Whenever she said something, the maids would look at Nanny Xia's face first. If Nanny Xia didn't allow it, it would be useless even if Xiao Min ordered it.