The footsteps alerted Shen Tianshu, who was distracted. She quickly grabbed a few pieces of paper and threw them into the basin, trying to save them, but unexpectedly, even the last sparks were suppressed.
Shen Tianshu turned around quickly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person clearly.
"I was shocked. I thought it was someone sent by the old lady to watch the night."
Mingyu pursed his lips and smiled when he saw this, and whispered: "Don't worry, girl, I brought charcoal fire here."
After saying that, she took out a small brass hand stove from her arms, unscrewed the lid, put two red-hot coals into the basin.
Mingyu added some more paper to the brazier, puffed up her cheeks and blew on it several times. After watching it light up again, she straightened up, handed the stove to Shen Tianshu, and said distressedly: "Girl, is it cold? It's outside right now. There are no outsiders anymore. I will lay some more hay for you. You should hurry up and get some sleep! I will just guard the brazier.
"Oh, I can't eat or sleep well here. I've only been here for three days, and the girl looks haggard."
As the eldest daughter, Shen Tianshu had to take care of Shen Yunhui as much as possible, so she basically kept an eye on Shen Yunhui at night. She didn't wake up Shen Yunhui until morning to change shifts.
So within two or three days, she had sunken eye sockets, black eyes, and a face full of exhaustion.
His face, which was not fat at first, has lost a lot of weight, and his chin is frighteningly pointed.
Aunt Yang and several maids saw it and felt pain in their hearts, but they could not help.
Shen Tianshu didn't even need to look in the mirror. He could imagine what he looked like now just by looking at how tightly Mingyu frowned.
Although you can find a place to lie down and sleep at night when no one is around, let’s not talk about whether you can sleep comfortably on this hard ground covered only with straw mats. Just wearing hemp and wearing mourning clothes makes people feel all over. Uncomfortable.
But no one could secretly open a small stove for Shen Tianshu, and no one even dared to bring a quilt or blanket over.
After all, this is a mourning hall, and Shen Tianshu is the eldest daughter of the family. There are many pairs of eyes staring at the family and outside. If someone finds out and gives Shen Tianshu an unfilial title, his reputation will be ruined. .
With such a reputation, it will be difficult to get married in the future.
Who would be willing to have an unfilial daughter-in-law?
If you are not filial to your stepmother, how can you expect her to be filial to your parents-in-law?
Therefore, they could only try to find ways to make Shen Tianshu feel more comfortable within a very limited scope.
After taking a sip of hot tea from Mingyu's hand, Shen Tianshu undressed and lay on the straw mat. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's already half over. I can just bear it for a few more days and it will be fine."
Although he was lying down, Shen Tianshu was still tossing and turning, and he couldn't help but think about Jiang Yuling's condition.
Xu's affair directly trapped her at home. Although she didn't need to stay in the tomb all the time, it was absolutely impossible to sneak out of the house, so she had to miss the time for Jiang Yuling's follow-up consultation.
Now he can only rely on Qiu Jun to help deliver the news and guide Zhang Muqiu to continue diagnosing Jiang Yuling's pulse and prescribing medicine.
Although he had confidence in Zhang Muqiu, Shen Tianshu's worries lingered as long as he thought of Jiang Yuling's sensitive character.
Especially when he first heard what Yu said about Jiang Yuling's previous experience, Shen Tianshu had already had concerns.
However, the trust between the two parties had not yet been established at that time, so Shen Tianshu suppressed what he wanted to say for the time being, planning to wait for Jiang Yuling's condition to improve before finding an opportunity to have an in-depth talk with Mr. Yu. Who would have expected that he would meet up with this An involuntary situation...
Shen Tianshu turned over, couldn't help but sigh, and tried hard to clear his mind, and finally fell asleep.
Mingyu tiptoed over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she finally fell asleep. She took off her jacket and covered it with Shen Tianshu before going out and continuing to guard the brazier.
Shen Tianshu originally thought that after the funeral, he would quickly find an opportunity to follow up with Jiang Yuling. Unexpectedly, Zhang Muqiu came to the door the next day.
Of course, the reason for her visit could not be to find Shen Tianshu, but to diagnose Hanqiao's pulse.
"I saw a doctor for Aunt Guo in my house before, and I counted the days. If it is really a happy pulse, I should be able to diagnose it by now.
"I thought there was a funeral in the house now, so I probably couldn't care less about it, so I came here uninvited to help Aunt Guo check her pulse again. If she is really pregnant, I have to be more careful to avoid collision.
"And when I diagnosed her pulse before, I noticed that Aunt Guo's body was a bit cold. If she is pregnant, she must have a safe and healthy pregnancy, otherwise there will be a risk of miscarriage."
The disciples had no doubts about Zhang Muqiu's initiative to come to the door. As Shen Zhonglei was the prefect, there were countless people who came here in such a hurry.
The only difference is that Zhang Muqiu is considered to be truly capable, while the others are more of a bluff.
It's just that the time of her visit was really inappropriate.
But after listening to what she said later, Menzi felt that it made some sense.
Now that two children have suddenly disappeared from the family, Ping Niang, who is pregnant, and Han Qiao, who is almost certain to be pregnant, are even spending more money on food and clothing than before. Mrs. Shen and Shen Zhonglei are even more caring every day. Inquiries, and even the drudgery of keeping a wake are avoided, and he is simply like an emperor.
Therefore, the disciple did not dare to delay. After some hesitation, he turned around and went in to report.
It was a coincidence that Mrs. Shen was resting at the moment, and Shen Zhonglei was waiting for guests in the front hall. The two people who could take care of things were not here, so the disciple had to go to the mourning hall to ask Shen Tianshu for instructions.
As soon as Shen Tianshu heard that Zhang Muqiu had arrived, she immediately understood that there must be something wrong with the medical center. Otherwise, she would never have come to the door at this time, knowing that the Shen family was doing some errands.
"It's related to Aunt Guo's pregnancy. This is not a trivial matter. The old lady is looking forward to having a baby in the family!" Shen Tianshu pretended to ask for a moment before deciding, "Yunhui, just stay here and watch for a while. I followed Dr. Zhang over to have a look.
"You also know that now I have the keys to the storehouse and the cards at home. If you need any supplements or medicinal materials, you don't have to bother my servants to come to me for them."
In fact, even if she didn't find a reason, Shen Yunhui would not refuse, but there were still many servants around, so she still had to say what she needed to say.
"Sister, please go ahead. This is not the first day. There are fewer and fewer visitors. It's fine for me to be here by myself." Shen Yunhui nodded repeatedly after hearing the words. After agreeing, she came closer and whispered a little embarrassedly, "Sister, since Doctor Zhang is here, why not help my aunt check her pulse and see if there is anything that needs treatment, okay?"
"Do you still need to give me instructions? How can Aunt Guo be missing out on your aunt?"
Shen Yunhui quickly said coquettishly: "I know that eldest sister is the best, just go and relax, I'm here!"
When Shen Tianshu came to Hanqiao's room, Zhang Muqiu had already begun to diagnose her pulse.
Since she had never come to Kuishui, the whole family had already assumed that Han Qiao was pregnant.
Only she couldn't help but beat the drum in her heart, for fear that it would be a fraud.
