When Song Wanqing went out, he saw that the sky had changed color and it seemed like it was going to rain.
Biyun also noticed it and sighed, "The old concubine is going to suffer again today."
She hesitated to speak and looked at Song Wanqing, hesitating whether to tell her that the old concubine did not drink her medicine at all yesterday.
At this time, Chen Qinglian's voice came from behind the two of them, "This rainy season never ends, it's really torture."
"You go back first." Song Wanqing motioned to Biyun to go first.
Chen Qinglian looked at the man's back and looked familiar, so she asked curiously, "Who is that? Someone around the old concubine?"
"Yes, it's said that the concubine didn't feel well after drinking the medicine I prepared last night and asked me to come over and have a look." Song Wanqing left first without changing her expression.
Chen Qinglian followed behind and snorted, "Song Wanqing, you have to pay a price for showing off."
Song Wanqing turned around and said, "Chen Qinglian, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and retribution will come sooner or later."
"You!" Chen Qinglian was so angry that she quickly walked a few steps and entered the main room first. When she saw the old concubine, she shouted exaggeratedly, "Aunt, I heard that you didn't sleep last night. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? ?”
Seeing Song Wanqing come in, Mrs. Chen also started beating her chest and stamping her feet, "I felt like my chest was so tight that I couldn't breathe."
Chen Qinglian looked at Song Wanqing with a cold face, "Qing'er, is there something wrong with the medicine you prescribed yesterday? The concubine didn't have this problem before."
"Taifei, let me feel your pulse again." Song Wanqing still looked calm and unhurried.
"Didn't I feel the pulse yesterday and prepare the medicine? As a result, the old lady couldn't sleep well all night after drinking it." Chen Qinglian said angrily, "Qing'er, you are really too ignorant this time."
Song Wanqing lowered her head and said calmly, "The old concubine's illness has been accumulating over time. It is impossible to have immediate effects after drinking a medicine. The illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. There is no need to rush the treatment."
"Song Wanqing, are you cursing the concubine?" Chen Qinglian scolded, "What kind of disease comes like a mountain..."
At this moment, Mrs. Chen suddenly started coughing, and it became more and more urgent. The sound was different from her usual cough. She was weak and leaned on the soft couch, unable to speak at all.
"Aunt, are you okay?" Chen Qinglian quickly asked someone to give the old concubine a try on the medicine left by President Li yesterday. She did not forget to scold Song Wanqing, "It's all your fault. If you don't know how to speak, just shut up. No one Treat you like a mute."
The whole main room quickly became a mess. Everyone was busy helping the old lady drink the medicine, but the old lady had a severe cough and couldn't drink the medicine at all.
"What should we do?" A nanny next to her said with anxious eyes.
Chen Qinglian also looked anxious. If something happened to the old concubine, it would be better for her to stay away.
She immediately stood up and ordered, "You continue, make sure the old lady drinks the medicine, and I will go find the Ninth Prince."
When she passed Song Wanqing, she warned her fiercely, "When the Ninth Prince comes, he will never be done with you."
Song Wanqing ignored her, and she noticed that it started to rain outside.
She took a few steps forward and took out a pill, "Give this to the old lady to hold in her mouth. It will relieve the cough."
Several people looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to answer.
The old lady rolled her eyes while coughing and was about to faint.
At this time, Song Wanqing had no time to hesitate, pushed away the nuns, and stuffed the pill into Concubine Chen's mouth without saying a word.
Almost instantly, the old concubine's cough became less severe and she quickly regained consciousness.
What Song Wanqing didn't expect was that the first thing Mrs. Chen did after she woke up was to spit out her pills and then ordered others, "Quick, give me the soup to drink."
Several nuns hurriedly served the old lady and drank the decoction. The old lady finally stopped coughing.
At this time, Xiao Jiuan and Chen Qinglian came in together.
Chen Qinglian was overjoyed when she saw that Mrs. Chen was cured. "My aunt is really a blessed person. She is cured like this."
She asked several more nuns, "Have you drank the medicine that Li Yuan first left?"
Everyone nodded.
Chen Qinglian immediately said, "President Li is indeed the chief of the Taiyuan Hospital. He has excellent medical skills and his medicine is really effective."
Xiao Jiuan glanced at Song Wanqing who was standing next to him, "Why are you here?"
"Lao Jiu, Shen Yue's daughter has evil thoughts and wants to kill my mother." Concubine Chen cried, "I coughed badly just now, and she actually stuffed an unknown pill into my mouth. I almost choked to death. ”
Xiao Jiuan frowned, "What's going on?"
"That's medicine for coughing." Song Wanqing said helplessly, "The concubine's lung qi has risen just now, and she can't drink the medicine for coughing. She can only use pills to relieve her cough."
"Nonsense!" Mrs. Chen stared, "I vomited the pills and drank Dean Li's decoction to finally stop coughing. This pill is useless at all."
She took this opportunity to cry to Xiao Jiu'an, "Yesterday, I heard that this girl has good medical skills, so I sent her to feel her pulse and asked her if she could cure my illness. She insisted that she could."
"I testify that I was also present at the time." Chen Qinglian said immediately.
Concubine Chen continued, "As a result, I drank her medicine and stayed up almost all night. My chest was so tight all the time."
Xiao Jiuan's expression turned even more ugly, "You go out first."
"Old Jiu..." Mrs. Chen obviously didn't want to let Song Wanqing go.
"Concubine, it's raining outside again. You still have to have a good rest and don't get angry." Xiao Jiu'an looked at Chen Qinglian coldly, "Mrs. Ding'an Hou must stay with my concubine."
"Ninth Prince, don't worry." Chen Qinglian didn't dare to raise her head.
"Mother, my son is going back first." Xiao Jiuan moved the wheelchair and prepared to leave.
"Lao Jiu, Song Wanqing clearly has no good intentions if she stays here," Mrs. Chen said coldly, "Shoo her away."
Xiao Jiuan paused and said, "My son understands."
When he left the main house, he saw Song Wanqing soaking in the rain outside. Although the rain was not heavy, the little girl's hair and clothes were very wet after a while.
"Ling Dao, why are you still standing there?" He said coldly.
Lin Dao came to his senses and quickly took an umbrella to support Song Wanqing, "Miss Wanqing, you will catch a cold like this."
"Ninth Prince," Song Wanqing's voice buzzed, "My daughter will not harm the concubine. This medicine..."
She took out a medicine bottle from her arms and handed it to Lin Dao, "You can send it to Tai Hospital for examination. There is absolutely no problem."
Xiao Jiuan was helpless, "Send her to change clothes first."
"Ninth Prince," Song Wanqing still stood motionless, "My little girl..."
Xiao Jiuan interrupted her unhappily, "Change clothes first."
He didn't give Song Wanqing a chance to speak again, and moved the wheelchair into his room.
At this time, Chen Yu came out. She quickly came over to replace Lin Dao and asked Lin Dao to hold an umbrella for Xiao Jiuan.
"Miss, go back and change your clothes first. Don't catch a cold."
