The Favoured Medical Princess: 411 into the urn (second update)

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Early in the morning, before midnight, Fang Chengling and his wife came to An Ningju to pay their respects to Mr. Fang.

The two of them would come here at this time every day, and Fang Chengling would personally cleanse Mr. Fang's face, very filially.

After cleaning his face, Fang Chengling handed the handkerchief to the maid aside and said to Xiao Yi, "Your Majesty, you have worked really hard these past few days."

Xiao Yi smiled and said: "This is what it should be."

Fang Chengling said happily: "Your grandfather must be very happy that you and the imperial concubine are so filial."

"Yes." Mrs. Fang also agreed at the side, and then looked at Nangong Yue's little face that couldn't hide her tired look, and said lovingly: "Prince Concubine, my aunt knows that you are filial, but you must also take care of yourself. , if you are exhausted, then you will lose sight of the other." Although she said it nicely, she obviously had no intention of letting her daughter take Nangong Yue's place to watch the night.

Nangong Yue knew it well, smiled gently and said, "Auntie is right. I will pay attention to it."

At this time, there was a sound of lifting the curtain, and Huamei entered the inner room carrying a mahogany tray with a bowl of steaming soup on it.

"Prince Princess, the soup is ready." Huamei carefully placed the tray on the small table next to the bed.

Fang Chengling and his wife's heart beat faster and they exchanged quick glances.

Nangong Yue asked Baihui and a mother-in-law to lift Mr. Fang up a little, and placed a large pillow on his back. Then he picked up the medicine bowl and said softly: "Grandpa, grandson-in-law." Come to serve you with medicine."

In the past few days, Nangong Yue has been waiting day and night. She no longer wears bracelets, even the beads and flowers on her head have been removed, and she simply puts her hair into a bun.

Mr. Fang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his slightly hollow eyes stared at Fang Chengling and his wife, wishing they could eat their flesh and blood.

Fang Chengling and his wife were frightened by what he saw, and they felt more and more that this decision was correct. If they didn't act cruelly, how would they have survived!

As for now, as long as they drive away Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue, this old immortal will be nothing more than fish on their chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by them!

Thinking of this, Fang Chengling and his wife calmed down a lot. They stared at Nangong Yue's every move, watching her carefully and thoughtfully feed the soup into Mr. Fang's mouth one by one with a small silver spoon. From time to time, he wiped away the medicine stains that spilled from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

The soup in Nangong Yue’s bowl became less and less, and Fang Chengling and his wife secretly rejoiced: It’s done!

After drinking most of the bowl of medicine, Mr. Fang seemed to feel sleepy. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fang said softly from the side: "Father is asleep, so we won't disturb him. Crown Prince, Crown Princess, please take good care of him despite your hard work."

Nangong Yue blessed her body and said, "Uncle, aunt, please don't worry."

Fang Chengling and his wife left, leaving only Fang Yulan to continue to take care of her illness in An Ningju.

Fang Yulan casually spent another whole morning in the east room. When it was almost lunch, she couldn't wait to get up and was about to go back to her yard to have a meal. Who knew that Fang Chengling and his wife came in a hurry again.

"Prince Concubine," Mrs. Fang said worriedly as soon as she arrived in the inner room, "Sister Lan asked the maid to hand it to me and said that my father hadn't woken up all morning, so he came over to take a look..."

Huh? Fang Yulan was stunned. She didn't ask anyone to speak.

Fang Yulan moved her lips, but before she could speak, Mrs. Fang had already quickened her pace and walked to the couch. She gently pushed Old Mrs. Fang and whispered: "Father, father..."

But Mrs. Fang closed his eyes tightly and didn't react at all. He seemed to have died in sleep.

"Father, father..."

Mrs. Fang panicked and screamed a few more times, each one louder than the last. Then she turned around in panic and said to the other party: "Master! Master, it's not good, I can't wake up my father! Please hurry up." Doctor!"

"Yes, madam." A maid hurriedly took the order.

Nangong Yue stood in front of the couch blankly, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Fang Chengling strode forward and shouted urgently: "Father! Father..." As he said that, he turned to look at Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue on the side, and scolded sternly, "Ayi, Crown Princess, you guys How did you take care of your grandfather? He was fine this morning, why is it... like this now?!"

Nangong Yue glanced at Xiao Yi in panic and muttered: "Ayi, I...in the morning, when I fed my grandfather the medicine, he was obviously still fine..."

Xiao Yi's face was as dark as water, his brows were furrowed, and he walked to the couch and called softly: "Grandpa, grandpa..."

Mr. Fang still had no reaction at all.

Fang Chengling looked helpless and sighed in grief: "Your aunt has taken care of your grandfather for more than ten years without any problems, and you have only been here for a few days..." He looked like he didn't want to say anything.

For a while, the atmosphere in the inner room was a little solemn.

Xiao Yi looked at the unconscious old man Fang with a confused expression, while Nangong Yue looked at a loss and seemed to be frightened.

Not long after, there was a burst of messy footsteps outside, mixed with the nervous voice of the maid: "Doctor He, it's over here! Please follow me..."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, followed by the sound of lifting the curtain, and an old doctor in green robe with gray hair and beard hurriedly followed a little maid into the house.

Mrs. Fang held a handkerchief, wiped her tears, and said: "Doctor He, please take a look at my old lady quickly... The old lady, he, he..."

Doctor He put down the medicine box and sat down on the couch beside the couch. A little maid opened some brocade quilts and gently pulled out Mr. Fang's left wrist.

Doctor He stretched out three fingers and placed them on Old Mrs. Fang's wrist for a moment, then withdrew his hand, his face as dark as water.

Fang Chengling asked hurriedly: "Doctor He, how is my father now?"

Doctor He frowned and scolded: "Nonsense! Nonsense! What medicine have you given the old man recently? Obviously when I came to diagnose the old man's Ping'an pulse a few days ago, the old man's pulse was still very stable. How come it has only been a few days? , suddenly turned around?"

Mrs. Fang gave Nangong Yue a pretense of embarrassment, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said, "Doctor He, my nephew-in-law said that the medical skills are inherited from the family, and she insists on treating the old man. She is very filial. As elders, it’s hard for us to refute her kindness... In the past two days, the old lady did seem to be getting better, but I don’t know what happened today..."

"What a nonsense!" Doctor He couldn't help frowning when he saw Nangong Yue's young appearance, and said sternly, "The old lady has a weak foundation and needs to be treated slowly with mild medicine. Your nephew-in-law is too much. It’s so radical, and the medicine is so fierce, how can the old man withstand it when his body is almost exhausted!”

Nangong Yue lowered her head, holding the handkerchief tightly in her hands, and remained silent.

Doctor He stroked his beard and reprimanded Nangong Yue: "My little madam, I don't know that you have studied medicine for several years before you dare to act like this. You must know that studying medicine is not just about talking on paper. It depends on different situations. The prescription is adjusted based on the patient's symptoms. As the saying goes, 'a slight difference can lead to a loss of thousands of miles.' If the dose is wrong, it can cost a life! My dear lady, please don't joke with human life anymore!"

He spoke eloquently. Fang Chengling nodded repeatedly and asked impatiently: "Doctor He, please think of a way to save my father!"

Doctor He pondered for a moment, "I'll give three doses of medicine to try first. If it can get better, it can save you. Otherwise... ugh."

Fang Chengling quickly asked the maid to serve the pen and ink.

Then he let out a long sigh, looked at Xiao Yi and said, "Ayi, my uncle believed in your filial piety, so he allowed you and his concubine to treat your grandfather's illness, but now... ugh !" He sighed and said angrily and urgently, "No matter what, I am your uncle and I will never drive you away, but you and the Crown Princess should not stay here and cause trouble. Go back to your yard! Your grandfather, please let me and your aunt take care of him!"

In the end, he was obviously giving an order to expel the guest!

Doctor He on the side was frightened when he heard this. He is a doctor worshiped by the Fang Mansion, so he is naturally quite skilled in medicine. He has always been taking care of Old Mrs. Fang's condition.

Mr. Fang’s pulse condition was indeed wrong today. In fact, he could no longer tell whether it was getting better or worse. But Mr. Fang had been sick for so long, how could he get better for no reason? Naturally, worsening was more correct. , that’s why he said that.

But if he knew that it was the Crown Princess who was treating Mrs. Fang, he would not dare to say those words even to death!

She is the Crown Princess, so...then this one is——

Your Majesty? !

Dr. He glanced at Xiao Yi fearfully, but now, Dr. He could only pretend that he didn't know, lowered his head and wrote the prescription.

Xiao Yi looked at Mr. Fang with a deep frown on his face, looking regretful. After a while, he handed over his hands and said: "...Uncle, then Ayue and I will take our leave first..."

Fang Chengling suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and turned away his face pretending to be annoyed.

Xiao Yi left with Nangong Yue.

After burning incense, Fang Chengling and his wife returned to the main courtyard. After dismissing the slaves, Mrs. Fang could no longer suppress it and said with a joyful face: "Master, you are so tall! Did you see the prince and the prince just now? Is the Crown Princess’ face expression blank?”

Mrs. Fang diligently waited on Fang Chengling to drink tea, and Fang Chengling was even more satisfied.

"Brother Yu, this is a great plan." A trace of pride appeared in Fang Chengling's eyes. His son is really outstanding. He is not only good at reading, but also has a flexible mind. The Fang family's family business will be inherited by Brother Yu, and it will definitely be carried forward in the future!

Thinking of her son, Mrs. Fang also had a smile in her eyes. She couldn't be more satisfied with her son. Unlike the concubine who was timid and timid, how grand he could be!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from inside and outside, followed by a little maid respectfully saying: "Master, Madam, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess would like to see you!"

Why are Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue here? ! Fang Chengling and his wife looked at each other, and then Fang Chengling said: "Please come in just yet."

As he spoke, he stood up, flicked his robe and said, "I'll go meet them."

Fang Chengling went to the main hall and sat down. After a while, the maid led Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue in.

Fang Chengling sat on the mahogany chair where the master was seated, with a worried look on his face.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue walked into the hall and bowed respectfully to Fang Chengling.

Fang Chengling said calmly: "Ayi, what's going on with you and the Crown Princess coming over?"

Xiao Yi bowed sternly and said: "Uncle, A-Yue and I came here specifically to apologize to uncle." Nangong Yue lowered her eyebrows and was very respectful.

Fang Chengling felt very happy when he thought of Xiao Yi's arrogant behavior towards Tang Qinghong. So what if he is the Prince of Zhennan, he still has to admit his mistakes to his uncle.

Fang Chengling concealed the pride in his eyes and sighed: "Ayi, uncle is not angry with you and the Crown Princess. I know that you and the Crown Princess are also filial, but sometimes good intentions can lead to bad things. Your grandfather's body I really can’t afford the trouble. Ayi, if you don’t listen to the old man’s words, you will suffer a lot. You are still young and you still have a lot to learn.”

"Thank you for your teachings, uncle." Xiao Yi bowed again and said, "Please allow Ayi to offer tea to uncle to express my apology!"

Fang Chengling felt more and more proud and gave the maid serving beside him a look, who immediately brought a cup of hot tea. Xiao Yi took it with both hands and presented it to Fang Chengling with both hands raised respectfully.

After Fang Chengling took it, he held the cup in one hand and the lid in the other. He slowly used the lid to brush away the tea foam floating on the surface of the tea soup, then took a sip and put down the teacup.

"Ayi, Crown Princess, next..."

Fang Chengling wanted to scold Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue a few more words, but after saying a few words, he felt dizzy. He held his forehead and shook his head, thinking: Could it be that he didn't sleep well last night?

Fang Chengling shook his head again, stood up and said: "Ayi, I'm a little dizzy, I'm going to lose it first..."

"Since uncle is not feeling well, it is best to call a doctor quickly." Xiao Yi said with concern, "That Doctor He just now has good medical skills..."

"No need." Fang Chengling said stiffly, "I'm just dizzy..." As he spoke, his head became dizzy and his eyesight became more blurry. His feet went weak, and he suddenly fell down, his eyes blurry. , as if in a fog.

"Uncle! Uncle..."

Xiao Yi's nervous and worried voice sounded in Fang Chengling's ears. Fang Chengling vaguely saw Xiao Yi squatting next to him. Xiao Yi seemed to be smiling? !

Fang Chengling's heart skipped a beat.

"Uncle," Xiao Yi lowered his voice and said slowly in Fang Chengling's ear, "I like the old saying very much: treat others with their own treatment. Over the years, I will understand the suffering that my grandfather has suffered. I’ll let you try them all...it’s still a long time, we’re not in a hurry!”