When Lu Qingtang heard from his servant that Shui Fangye was awake, he immediately helped Mrs. Hua to his bedroom.
The person on the bed opened his eyes slightly, but still looked weak.
Mrs. Hua stood on the bed and looked at Lu Qingtang at a loss, probably wanting to say a few words to him.
But what the current Valley Master needs is to take good care of himself. It takes too much effort to talk. Maybe he will become anxious when he sees the old lady crying.
So Lu Qingtang said to her: "Old madam, the current Valley Master is still very weak. Not to mention talking, he can't even eat normally. You'd better wait patiently for a few days."
The old lady became even more anxious, "What, if you don't eat, what can you do if you don't eat? Aren't you going to starve to death?"
Lu Qingtang shook his head, "It's not that I can't eat, it's that I can't eat like normal people. I have to eat some light liquid food these days."
"For example, rice soup, porridge, or broth will do. You can just ask your servants to prepare it later."
As she spoke, she opened the drawer in the cabinet by the bed and picked up the blood pressure measuring instrument inside.
Gently lifting Shui Fangye's arm, she rolled up the old Valley Master's sleeves.
While rolling, she said to him: "It will be a little tight for a while, don't be afraid, this is normal, just relax."
As she spoke, she wrapped the cuff around her arm and turned on the switch button of the blood pressure monitor.
Watching the blood pressure cuff bulge up little by little, Shui Fangye's face clearly showed a nervous look.
Lu Qingtang whispered: "It's okay, it's normal. Just relax and it'll be fine."
The old lady on the side couldn't help laughing when she saw this.
She said softly: "These things of the princess are so weird that none of us recognize them. The old man will inevitably be afraid."
Lu Qingtang shook his head, "It's okay. You will be scared at first. It's normal."
After saying that, she went to check other instruments.
Mrs. Hua looked at Lu Qingtang's busy figure and glanced at Shui Fangye lying on the bed, and couldn't help but sigh.
She didn't understand why the old man was so stubborn.
It's just some conflicts in youth, why bother passing it on to the next generation and letting the next generation be implicated too.
Now it's fine, his daughter gave birth to a son and a daughter with the son of his enemy, and he is still immersed in hatred. What's the point of this?
Is hatred more important than loved ones?
Is it really worth it to piss myself to death for the sake of unnecessary hatred?
Mrs. Hua sighed and looked back at Shui Fangye again.
He was also looking at her, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.
She immediately felt distressed again.
She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped away his tears.
Is this regret?
It's okay to regret it. With such a good granddaughter and three great-grandsons, there is no hatred that can't be let go.
At this time, the instrument made a beeping sound.
Lu Qingtang stepped forward and took a look at the blood pressure values on the instrument. They were all within the normal range.
After taking off the cuff, she put the blood pressure monitor into the drawer of the cabinet and said to Mrs. Hua: "Old Madam, it's time for you to go out. Let the owner of the valley take a good rest and come see him later."
Listening to her talk about the old lady and the valley owner one by one, the old lady felt extremely uncomfortable.
She is obviously her daughter's daughter. Her daughter is no longer here, and she is her daughter's flesh and blood left in the world, but she is unwilling to call herself grandmother.
It's very simple, but she still has complaints in her heart.
Yes, who else can forgive easily?
A grandmother who used Heart Devouring Powder against her.
A grandfather who wants to kick her out.
What right do they have to ask for forgiveness?
Apart from this, what Mrs. Hua is most ashamed of is that she knew Lu Qingtang had saved her, but still drugged her unswervingly. She didn't care about the damage caused to her by the Heart-Eating Powder, or whether she could bear it...
However, this granddaughter, whom she had doubted, still pulled her husband back from the door of death without any complaints.
Thinking about it, she really regrets it, but what can she do if she regrets it? Things have already happened. The only thing she can do now is to make up for this granddaughter to make her feel better.
After walking out of the room, Mrs. Hua told the two maids to take good care of the Valley Master, and then looked at Lu Qingtang.
When Lu Qingtang saw Mrs. Hua's expression of hesitation, he stopped and was about to leave.
She bit her lip and asked softly: "Old lady, do you have something to say?"
Mrs. Hua's face was full of guilt. She smiled a little reluctantly, "There are some things I want to tell you, but I am embarrassed to say them."
Lu Qingtang knew what she wanted to say, but she didn't like hearing these high-sounding words.
What has been done is done. Even if time makes up for it, can it make up for the devastated person to his original appearance?
She shook her head and said to Mrs. Hua: "I know what the old lady wants to say, but I want to tell the old lady that there are some things that everyone can understand each other tacitly. There is no need to expose it. If it is exposed, no one will know it." It looks good. It’s better to just go with the flow. I won’t be able to stay long anyway. As long as there is no clue about the health of the Valley Master tomorrow, we will be passers-by in the world from now on.”
Mrs. Hua's face showed disappointment, and tears flashed in her eyes.
She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, "I understand, I understand everything. Then Princess, please go to rest first, I have to go to the kitchen to cook for the Valley Master."
After saying that, the old lady turned and left.
Looking at her lonely back, Lu Qingtang felt a little blocked in his heart.
It seemed that they were connected by blood after all, and she could never be merciless.
But she can't help but hold grudges, this is her nature, and she will never forget the harm others have done to her.
What's more, she clearly saved her.
Even if you doubt yourself, you shouldn't resort to such despicable means as drugging.
This is what she has been most unwilling to accept.
It's a pity that she is her mother's mother. She can't do anything to her. What she can do is to keep her at a distance.
After watching Mrs. Hua leave, Lu Qingtang went to the flower hall again.
She also had to deal with Quartziatus's arm.
Before reaching the flower hall, I heard the wail of the water oak.
The scream was so miserable that it sounded really pitiful.
But poor people must be hateful, and this old man is the most intuitive portrayal.
She didn't want to see such a person again, so she would just disappear as soon as possible.
Lu Qingtang quickly stepped forward, grabbed the dislocated arm of Shuifangqiu, and applied force quickly.
He only heard a scream of "ah" and his arm was connected.
Afterwards, Quercus sibiricus collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, and his old face turned pale with pain, which frightened even Ge Shi next to him.
Lu Qingtang looked at Ge Shi and said with an indifferent expression: "The arm has been reattached. Don't wander around Yaowang Valley in the future, otherwise we will have you cut off once we see it."
Her words made Shui Fangqiu tremble.
He didn't dare to think about what he felt just now. With Ge's support, he left Yaowang Valley in a state of embarrassment.
Standing in front of the gate of Yaowang Valley, he was unwilling to give up.
Brother is really alive?
He doesn't believe it!
If the eldest brother comes back to life, wouldn't he be able to become the master of the Yaowang Valley?
And that Princess Chen, who is she? She actually dares to take care of Yaowang Valley’s family affairs.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned his gaze to the cowering Ge Shi next to him, and raised his right hand out of habit. He wanted to slap her, to retaliate against her for holding a grudge, but his arm started to hurt so much that he couldn't even bear it. Not motivated.
Quercus aureus grimaced in pain and gave up the idea of teaching Ge Shi a lesson for the time being.
Just as he was about to get into the carriage with Ge and leave, he saw a dusty team on the road not far away. He knew the leader, Shui Xingyao, the chieftain of Nanzhou.
Judging from his anxious look, he must have come to attend a funeral.
It was just right that he could follow him into the Medicine King Valley to find out what was going on and see if his eldest brother was dead or alive.
