Cui Langzhong also followed behind calmly.
He slept next to the Ying family last night and didn't even go back to the Cui family.
Ning Yue was often amused by the childlike words of the two children, but Cui Langzhong didn't laugh at all, his legs were walking, and he didn't know where he was.
During the break, Mr. Cui sat down directly against the wheel of the carriage without taking any food. Ning Yue couldn't see it and handed him a piece of meat pie: "Mr. Cui, what kind of person is your mother?"
Cui Langzhong waved his hand and stayed for a long time. He seemed to want to find someone to talk to, and said slowly: "My father died early, and my mother set up a noodle stall to support us brothers. She also sent my brother to study and me to learn painting. Later, We heard that Shuxiu was very expensive and didn’t want to go to school, but my mother said that as long as we like it, we should go to school. She said she was rich. Later, when my brother became an official, life finally got better. Unexpectedly, within a few years, she I'm so sick that I can't even get out of bed. The imperial doctor said that my body is too depleted and can't make up for it..."
"On the day she died, she said she wanted to eat an egg, but I couldn't feed her. She vomited blood no matter what I fed her. I..." As she spoke, she broke down in tears.
A head popped out of the carriage, and it was Mother Lin who had been lying in the carriage.
She asked: "Mr. Cui, do you have any children?"
Ning Yue and Cui Langzhong both raised their heads and looked at Mother Lin.
Mr. Cui said sadly: "The young man has never been married and has no children."
Mother Lin slowly got out of the carriage and sat next to them: "No wonder...you are suffering like this. If your mother knew about it, how heartbroken she would be..."
She looked at Lin Bianguang, who was catching insects with Zhen'er not far away, with a smile on her lips: "The moment I thought I was going to die yesterday, the only thing I couldn't worry about was my child. If one day I really leave, I hope he can remember me, but if this memory requires a lifetime of pain, then...it’s better to forget me. He can grow up happily and have his own life like he does now. , then it’s worth it.”
"As a mother, you always want your children to be well." She took a deep look at Cui Langzhong.
Mr. Cui also looked at the two children.
Lin Chuguang was lying on the ground, holding a grasshopper in his hand, and talking excitedly. Yesterday he thought the sky was going to fall, but later he found that the sky had not fallen, so he became happy again.
When the child is still young, the mother is God.
But one day, they have to learn to stand up and become the gods for themselves and others.
Instead of staying where you are and regretting the past.
The three of them watched the two children playing in silence.
Ning Yue thought of her parents.
In her previous life, she died in a car accident at a young age. Her parents had white hair and gave birth to a black-haired girl. Her grandparents doted on her so much. I wonder how long it will take for them to get over the shadow of her early death.
As I thought about it, my eyes filled with tears.
But her sadness was quickly interrupted.
Cui Manning ran over panting, grabbed Ning Yue's hand and ran: "Hurry, grandpa has a fever, and he can't even feed him water right now."
Cui Langzhong next to him was even more anxious than Ning Yue. As soon as Gulu got up, he rushed over.
In just one night, the old prime minister seemed to have aged several years, and his originally gray beard and hair were almost completely white. He lay on the ground with his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, and there were two red-hot blushes on his face.
Dr. Cui grabbed his hand to check for his pulse, but his hand was shaking so much that he could hardly hold it.
The prime minister's wife wiped her tears with a handkerchief and pushed him away: "He almost couldn't hold on anymore, why did you provoke him? If he goes, I won't be able to live anymore!"
Ning Yue took the hand, her pulse was stringy and tight, and her tongue coating was white and greasy.
I was overly sad last night, and the wind blew at night, so I caught a cold.
When one is sad and sad, the heart beats, and when the heart beats, all the internal organs shake. In addition to dispelling cold, the key is to stabilize the mind.
Ning Yue quickly prescribed Jieyu Shuxin Decoction and Guizhi Decoction, and after a few words she went to boil the medicine.
Just after finding various medicines, Cui Shan brought a bundle of firewood and put it down: "What do you need me to do?"
Ning Yue asked him to keep the fire, and after boiling the medicine, she took it to her and got into the carriage.
I had to rush to finish the half-made quilt.
After the medicine was cooked, Cui Shan supported Cui Yunzhi and let him lean against him. Cui Hanzhi, with red eyes, fed the medicine spoon by spoon.
Cui Yunzhi's teeth were opened very small, and he was fed half a spoonful of medicine. It was not easy for him to finish the medicine.
Ning Yue gave them the newly made quilt: "Put it on, cover up the sweat, and the fever will go away."
Zhao Dali was urging him to go on the road again. There was already Lin Mu in Ning Yue's carriage. Fortunately, there were several strong men in the prime minister's family. Several of them wrapped Cui Yunzhi in quilts and took turns carrying him, and they finally managed to rest at night. .
Seeing them switching backs several times along the way, Ning Yue couldn't help but think that the sick Ying Xianqing was not that weak.
The old lady was richer than the prime minister, and she was still in a coma, so he carried her alone for more than an hour.
Is it that the prime minister's man is too weak, or is Ying Xianqing pretending to be ill?
She glanced at Ying Xianqing. When Ying Xianqing saw her look, she covered her mouth and coughed again.
Ning Yue rolled her eyes silently.
Act, you continue to act.
As soon as they stopped, Cui Hanzhi came over to borrow rice to cook porridge.
After dinner in the evening, Ning Yue went to see Cui Yunzhi again and found that Cui Yunzhi's fever had subsided.
Cui Hanzhi was feeding him wild vegetable and japonica rice porridge. While feeding him, he was still vaguely instructing: "This bullshit official, if you don't let me, then I won't be. At your age, why are you still worried about this... "
No, you have no idea why your brother is sick?
The old prime minister grinned at Ning Yue as a greeting, and then continued to face his younger brother with a dull face, like an emotionless porridge-eating machine.
Ning Yue left two more packages of medicine and prepared to go back.
There were footsteps behind her. Ning Yue turned around and saw that it was Cui Manning.
She twisted her sleeves and looked a little uncomfortable: "Thank you."
Ning Yue: "You're welcome."
Thinking that there should be another ghost soldier in the space at this moment, Ning Yue was in a good mood, and she even became a little gentler towards Cui Maning, and even smiled.
Cui Manning went back, and her brother Cui Shan handed over a thick rice ball, "Grandpa's illness has been very serious. Thanks to Madam Ning, he saved his life. Don't hang out in front of the Ying family again. We can't repay kindness with enmity."
She took it and chewed the food numbly. Even if her brother didn't say anything, she herself would be ashamed.
She didn't expect Ning Yue to be so dedicated, not only prescribing prescriptions, but also giving food and quilts. She even smiled at herself just now.
One of the couple was completely honest with him, and the other didn't regard her as a threat at all.
When she thought about the wedding clothes with medicine she had given Ning Yue before, her heart felt sore and bitter, even more uncomfortable than the rice balls in her mouth.
Fortunately, she didn't wear any clothes on the day of worship. Otherwise, her sin would have been huge.
While she was regretting and blaming herself, Ning Yue was busy treating illnesses and saving people.
With Mrs. Ying and several others helping to make leggings, Ning Yue spent all her free time in the evening treating patients.
