The doctor woman looked calm and put a white handkerchief on Song Jinyin's wrist. However, before her fingertips fell, Shen Yuhe called out.
"I'll check your pulse."
It was a clear day and the door was open, and there was a medical girl and a maid in the house. It was not unreasonable, but when he approached, Biyu still took a step forward and got close to the bed.
Shen Yuhe raised his eyes and glanced at her, then sat on the wooden chair prepared for the doctor girl and raised his hand to cover it.
Under the veil was a slender, white wrist, so thin that there was almost no flesh. Shen Yuhe's fingertips occasionally moved slightly, and he spoke after a long while.
"If you don't take good care of yourself, you won't be able to survive no matter how hard your life is."
"What does Doctor Shen mean, is it possible that I will die?"
"..."
Seeing Song Jinyin blinking, she seemed a little curious, Shen Yuhe couldn't figure out what she was thinking, whether she was worried about him or not indifferent.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Yuhe remembered the unabashed possessiveness in the eyes of the eldest son of the Pei family that day, and finally couldn't help but remind him again.
"I certainly won't let the girl die so easily, but she should take more care and take better medicine to avoid... the heirs from having a difficult time."
"Jin Yin is very grateful to Doctor Shen for making my injury easy."
As a joke, Song Jinyin curled her bloodless lips, looking completely unconcerned.
But only she knew that when she heard the word "son", her heart throbbed with pain.
Her mother doesn't want her, but she wants to be a mother who loves her children.
It's just that the Pei family of the Duke's Mansion, how can a maid have an heir, and she is a maid with a shameful status.
It all sounds like a joke.
Song Jinyin came to her senses very quickly. Even if she left the house in the future, she would not be able to get married. After all, she would not have any chance of having an heir.
Seeing her expression change several times, Shen Yuhe knew that she had listened. His sigh was fleeting. When he met those clear eyes again, he withdrew his hand and raised his eyebrows lightly.
"Then don't worry about recuperating. After all, your gratitude cannot be just words. If you have time in the future, come to my hospital to help with odd jobs. If you do well, I will give you extra wages."
"It would be great to be able to help Dr. Shen, but...it may be difficult for me to be free."
The voice became softer, and Song Jinyin felt a little embarrassed on her face.
With Pei Yanzhou here, let alone doing odd jobs in the medical clinic, she didn't even know when she could start embroidering the early spring pictures she wanted to send to the embroidery room.
"Of course there is."
Shen Yuhe didn't take it seriously and didn't worry at all that this was in Zhuya Courtyard. "From New Year's Eve to the beginning of next spring, most of your family's heirs are away on errands for ten days and a half, so I shouldn't have time to care about you."
Song Jinyin's eyes widened, looking surprised, and nodded hesitantly, "I, I'll try my best."
Signaling the doctor to come forward and check the wound, Shen Yuhe glanced at Song Jinyin again, then turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door for her.
The room suddenly became darker.
The doctor girl turned around to open the medicine box. Song Jinyin lowered her eyes, her eyes were calm and calm, without the slightest surprise.
Bi Chuntang can be regarded as a famous medical clinic in Kyoto City, but no matter how famous it is, Shen Yuhe should not be so aware of the affairs of the court.
The cold ointment was applied to her neck bit by bit. Song Jinyin clutched the quilt, feeling the coolness that penetrated into her bones.
...
Shen Yuhe didn't stay long, as if he came here just to check Song Jinyin's pulse.
There was a carriage waiting for him outside the Duke's Mansion. The doctor woman came up first with the medicine box and opened the curtains for him.
"Isn't it boring to sit alone in a carriage?"
Shen Yuhe entered the carriage, and the medicine box was put in, but the doctor girl sat outside with the driver.
"It's boring to wait elsewhere, but come to the Duke's Mansion..."
The man in the carriage shook his head calmly and poured himself a cup of tea. "It's a return trip to the old place, so it won't be boring."
"You have to go down and walk twice before it's considered a swim. What's the point of sitting in a carriage?"
Shen Yuhe raised his eyebrows and sneered, "But speaking of it, there is nothing worth revisiting in the Duke's Mansion. If I were the heir apparent of the Pei family, I would have moved out and built another mansion long ago."
"The Duke and the old lady are both here. If he really moves out, then he won't be an official anymore... But I can't say for sure. With his temper, nothing can stop him."
The silver mask on the man's face was shining. He wanted to take it off, but saw that the carriage was moving very fast and it would not take long to reach the place, so he stopped.
"That's all, don't talk about that. How is Miss Jinyin doing?"
"Hold on for a breath, the King of Hell can't pull her away, but speaking of it, this little girl is quite interesting. I told her that if she has time in the future, let her come to my hospital to help with the work."
"...Don't let me, the embroiderer, run away."
The man looked at the person in front of him, his eyes filled with helplessness.
Shen Yuhe leaned against the car wall, closed his eyes and took a nap, his voice lazy.
"It's hard to say, the salary you gave me is really not enough."
...
Not long after Shen Yuhe left, Song Jinyin drank another bowl of medicine according to his new prescription.
The noise in front was much louder. Even though she didn't ask deliberately, she guessed that Pei Yanzhou was busy there.
No one came to tell her what happened after the man woke up, so she was not in a hurry and just slept quietly on the bed.
This lying down is another day.
As night fell, Biyu gave her some more medicine, and the bruises on her neck became larger. Although the medical woman said that she should be getting better, it turned out to be even more terrifying.
"Why didn't the girl let the prince know?"
Still unable to understand, Biyu frowned and said, "When has the Duke ever really cared about the Crown Prince? Now he came to force the girl and made the girl's injuries worse for no reason. It was just a few days before he crushed the Crown Prince. It’s really unjustifiable that what happened in the first place will bring disaster to Chiyu.”
"Sister Biyu, do you feel sorry for me?"
Song Jinyin's beautiful black eyes looked at Xueyu who was applying medicine for her. The skirt of her clothes was a little loose from sleeping all day, revealing her snow-white bones.
Seeing Biyu looking up with helplessness, Song Jinyin smiled, her voice a little weak.
"The prince himself is still ill. How can I bother him with such a thing at this time? Besides, even if he wakes up, if the Duke of Guo knows that I am complaining behind him, he will bring more than just these people with him next time. What a nasty little boy, I’m scared.”
The gentle voice fell, but there was a sense of sobriety hidden in the smiling eyes.
There is no rush to do this, Pei Yanzhou will always know.
She had heard him mention the Duke's study during the meeting. At that time, Cang Lin seemed to have reported something to him, so he gave a few instructions.
This time, Pei Yanzhou would most likely use her as an excuse to find out about the Duke, and try to find out what he wanted to know. She could just wait quietly.
Others may think that Song Jinyin wants to compete for favor, but her purpose is not just to let Pei Yanzhou stand up for her.
What she wanted was to take advantage of the situation, to take advantage of the prince's influence.
Pei Yanzhou is not often at home when she is busy, so she can't wait in vain forever.
She must let other people in the house re-guess her position in Pei Yanzhou's heart and have some scruples about her, in order to gain more freedom.
In the past, she didn't think about it, and she would always rush around stupidly and stubbornly. In the end, nothing happened, but she was left with injuries all over her body.
Now she doesn't want to do that anymore.
She can slowly plan things that cannot be escaped, but there is no reason for her to continue to suffer the bullying from other people in the house.
"...Don't be afraid. If there is a next time, I will stand in front of you and won't let anyone touch you again."
Biyu's comfort came softly, but as soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.
A gust of cold wind blew in, making the people in the house shiver. Her house was small, and she could walk from beginning to end when the wind blew.
As soon as the visitor took a few steps, before she could get angry, his eyes turned to her loose middle coat.
A touch of jade caught his eyes, making the man's face darken and his jaw tensed for a moment.
"Go and watch outside."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Biyu stood up and couldn't help but look back at the startled Song Jinyin.
The man stepped forward and tucked Song Jinyin back into the quilt, but when his eyes touched the circle of bruises on her neck, his movements suddenly froze.
