The doctor didn't explain everything, but Mei Yuanqing already understood what he meant.
After paying a generous consultation fee, I ordered him to be delivered properly.
Now that he was the only one left in Ci'an Hall, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell back as soon as his vision went dark.
Not to mention another commotion, after that day, the Mei family was shrouded in a thick gloomy atmosphere, and even the servants, women, and servants walking among them were silent.
The only sound left was the edge of the skirt rubbing against the fabric.
"Get out of here, get out of here! My brother Cheng, why is he so pitiful? His face is ruined, but what should I do? Oh my god..."
There were bursts of crying and howling in Ci'an Hall, and the voices were filled with grief and grief.
The maid who had been poured a cup of tea by the old lady didn't care about the coldness on her body in the winter. She shivered in fear and stood in the corner, shrinking silently, just hoping to reduce her sense of existence.
Now that Yingge of Ci'an Hall is gone, there is no longer a maid who can take charge of things. Even though Yingyue who was just brought up is the standout among the second-class maids, she is not someone who can serve closely. She still has the temperament and temperament of the old lady. Habits are not known very clearly.
Therefore, the old lady was very dissatisfied with the service.
"And you, you have the monthly salary of a first-class maid, and this is how you serve me! You dare to serve this porridge when it is piping hot, you are afraid that you want to burn me to death, don't you!" Mother Mei beat her. The bed vented the anguish in his heart and only directed his words at Yingyue.
Yingyue was shocked. She naturally knew how Yingge was gone. At this moment, she was even more afraid that she would end up like this. She knelt down with a "bang" sound and said, "Old lady, this servant didn't take care of me well, doctor." I told you not to get angry. You are the master and have a noble status. You cannot hurt yourself for the sake of slaves and others."
"Bang bang bang."
After saying that, he kowtowed three times until his forehead was red and swollen.
After Mei's mother vented her frustration, she impatiently raised her hand and drove them away.
The maids had no choice but to come out. As soon as they opened the curtain, they saw Mei Yuanqing coming, and they felt relieved.
Mei Yuanqing knew his mother's temper and didn't blame them. He just waved them away and comforted a few maids before stepping in.
Mei's mother was lying on the couch with her head facing inside. She didn't make a sound even when she heard people's footsteps coming in. She was sulking alone.
"Mother, I heard that you are unwilling to take medicine again. With your current condition...what should your son do?" Mei Yuanqing picked a chair and sat down, sighing helplessly.
"But as soon as I saw Brother Cheng's look, I..."
Before she could finish her words, she couldn't help crying.
Mei Yuanqing knew that although his mother had a bad temper and was a bit mean, she had nothing to say about her only grandson. Now that she saw her grandson like that, lying on the bed not knowing whether he was alive or dead, she was really sad and unbearable. It is normal.
"I just came from Brother Cheng's yard. His fever has gone away. Now he just needs to wake up... His life is no longer in danger."
"That child can read. Although he is a little naughty, he is still a smart child. When he grows up, he may not be less accomplished than you are now. I just think..."
Mei's mother had lived a hard life, and finally raised her son and changed her family. Of course, she hoped to continue. Brother Cheng was their hope.
It was completely ruined at the moment.
"Mother, I have thought about this matter. Brother Cheng is fine now... I am afraid that he will have no hope of career in the future, but... Aunt Ruan still has a son in her belly, and her son is still young. .”
Having said this, Mei Yuanqing's tone had calmed down, and he no longer looked like he had collapsed a few days ago. Mei Mu, who was lying on the bed, heard the words from her son's mouth and felt a chill coming over her in the hot room full of braziers.
"You mean... you just gave up on my brother..." Mei's mother was a little unsure and opened her mouth to ask.
"Brother Cheng... I will have to find another way out in the future. Mother, don't blame your son for being cruel. Really... there is nothing the son can do."
Mei's mother understood the meaning as soon as she heard this. She pointed at Mei Yuanqing with trembling fingers and was speechless for a long time.
She is now showing signs of a stroke. Her arms are often numb without any feeling, as if they are broken. She doesn't know how much effort it takes to raise her arms at this moment.
After a while, she felt tired, and her arms dropped heavily back to the couch. Her tone was full of weakness, "That's all..."
After Mei Yuanqing looked at it, he walked out. His stiff body seemed to soften as he moved around. The servants stood outside and hurriedly saluted when they saw him coming out.
He stopped and said softly: "The old lady is not feeling well right now, so she has a bad temper. If you please be more patient, I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."
His tone was soft and calm, making many of the servants of Ci'an Hall secretly blush.
He really has a handsome face and a gentle tone that makes it difficult for people to think about him.
As the leading maid, Yingyue stepped forward and said she understood, then watched him open the door and leave.
She turned to look at the blushing little maids and scolded them coldly, "Go and do your work. Doing your duty is the only serious thing."
Some maids were unconvinced and murmured, "What's so great? The master in this mansion is so handsome. I don't believe that she doesn't have the slightest idea. Instead, she just beats us all day long. She really thinks of herself as the future of Ci'an Hall." Auntie, it’s okay.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the maid next to her, who was usually friends with her, raised her hand to knock her and tugged on her sleeve, "Don't talk nonsense. Sister Yingyue is not such a person. She has been engaged for a long time. She just waits until the next year." When he gets older, he will be released to reunite with my mother."
The maid didn't expect that Yingyue really didn't think about it at all, and her face was a bit startled.
Yingyue stood not far away, holding the bird's nest porridge just brought from the kitchen, which was for the old lady. She heard what the little maids said, but just pretended not to hear them.
In today's troubled times, she certainly feels that having more things to do is worse than having less to do.
Besides, there were some unintelligent people, and she certainly didn't want to waste any time on them.
She is not a fool. Didn't she see the situation in the house? This man looks handsome and talented, but on the inside he is colder than anyone else.
He is also so unkind and indifferent towards his wife. He treats his two favored aunts as if they are close to her, and they don't see her even if they say they don't want to see her. Even sister Ying'er is pregnant. What kind of life are they living? I'm afraid it's not as comfortable as little maids like them.
