"Was Madam still pregnant when she was injured? She must have been four or five months old. She cut her abdomen with a knife at that time." Shui Miaomiao did not continue because he had already seen the tears in Madam Yang's eyes.

"Woo woo, woo woo, that child saved me, he protected me." Mrs. Yang covered her mouth with a handkerchief and began to cry. Thinking of that child, his heart felt like needles pricking her.

Nanny Leng hugged the madam tightly and patted her gently. Tears fell from her eyes. Looking at Shui Miaomiao, she even choked up and said, "The madam was stabbed, and she just got a knife stuck in the child's body."

, Mr. Zhong said that if you go deeper, Madam will be unable to save her life."

Shui Miaomiao understood clearly. It seemed that the child had indeed protected Mrs. Yang. If it hadn't been for the child, Mrs. Yang would have been in danger. He didn't know how to comfort Mrs. Yang. He just stayed with her quietly and let her cry.

enough.

The master and the servant cried for a long time before they gradually calmed down. Nanny Leng patted Madam on the back, and then told her what happened that year. It turned out that in the early winter eight years ago, Master Yang and Mrs. Yang had just gotten married for about half a year.

, Mrs. Yang was so proud that she became pregnant as soon as she entered the house.

When Mrs. Yang was five months pregnant, she went back to her parents' home to celebrate her grandmother's birthday. On the way back, she was robbed and killed. In order to protect the master, she was stabbed and pushed into the lake. At that time, besides the master and his wife, our group also

I was the only one left alive, while everyone else died.

In the end, it was Mr. Zhong who passed by and saved us, otherwise we would not be alive now.

Shui Miaomiao sympathized with Mrs. Yang's experience and wanted to cure her as soon as possible, because she knew that the child was the pain in Mrs. Yang's heart, and only by having a child could she get over his pain.

"Madam, don't worry, I can cure your illness, but I have a question I would like to ask you if it's convenient."

"Miss Shui, please tell me, as long as it can cure my disease, I will do anything." Mrs. Yang was a little anxious. As long as he could cure her, he would do anything.

"Mrs. Yang, for the first half month of treatment, she has to come here every day. It may take two to three hours a day. After half a month, she will come every three days. There are still some things that she needs to prepare."

Shui Miaomiao mentioned everything that needed cooperation, just to see if Mrs. Yang could do it.

"Yes, I can do it. As long as it can be cured, I can do it." Mrs. Yang nodded repeatedly, no matter what he was asked to do, he could do it.

On the carriage ride back, Mrs. Yang lay in Nanny Leng's arms and began to cry. Her suppressed crying made the two girls next to her have red eyes.

"Mammy, mammy, there is hope, there is hope, and I also have a chance to be a mother."

"Mommy, Miss Shui said that I can also be a mother."

"Mommy, Mommy, I, I~~~" Mrs. Yang was already a little incoherent and didn't know how to express her inner excitement.

As for Mr. Zhong, he found his master at the new house under construction. The two of them came to sit down at the table next to him. Ouyang Ling took a sip of the tea brought by Qingxuan and said, "Uncle Zhong, you have something to do here this time.

.”

"Yes, Master, I have brought a patient this time. This lady is no longer pregnant after being injured eight years ago. I want to bring her to Miss Shui to see if there are other ways."

Mr. Zhong picked up the tea and took a sip, with a faint smile on his face. His hand was still on Ouyang Ling's wrist, but he said words that had nothing to do with his illness.

"Yeah." Ouyang Ling didn't say anything else. At this time, he was still thinking about getting those people to work quickly. Mr. Wen and the others were already on the way and would be there soon. The people she prepared for the girl should be arriving soon.

, the person who gave the girl the gift is coming too.

Is the place where the girl lives now too small? Should we demolish the dilapidated house on the other side and build two rows of houses for the servants to live in?

Also, should we start building furniture soon? What does Mr. Wen like? "Mr. Wen and the others will be here soon. The girl can give you the drawings."

"Here you go, it's a set of orchid patterns. The style of furniture is very novel. I believe Mr. Wen and they will like it."

Mr. Zhong took back his hand and motioned for him to switch to another hand. In his heart, he admired Shui Miaomiao's medical skills. Although the poison in the master's body was not cured, it was much better than before.

"Then ask people to speed up and deliver them all before Mr. Wen comes." Ouyang Ling was in a very good mood. In the past few days, he could feel that his body was much lighter than before.

"Yes, I will send it as soon as possible. The medicine that the master asked me to find is still a little short of flavor. I believe that the master will recover soon."

"Well, those supplements and so on, together with the medicinal materials found, will be sent first."

"Master Jun." Just as the master and servant were talking, an inappropriate voice came.

Ouyang Ling frowned. This woman came here every day and said some disgusting things. Such a person would not even say a word. He glared at Qingxuan and ignored her.

"Dr. Zhong, thank you for your help in diagnosing the pulse. I have something to do over there, so I'll go and do it first."

Seeing that his master had stood up, Mr. Zhong stood up stroking his beard and said, "Master, I have something to do beforehand, so I have to go back."

The two of them had just stood up, and they had shouted urgently, "Sir, please don't leave, I made some snacks for you to try."

Ouyang Lingli ignored him and walked even faster. Unexpectedly, there was another unfamiliar voice over there. The pretentious and soft voice made people feel goosebumps all over their body. When Mr. Zhong looked back, he was stunned for a moment. This

He seemed to know the person.

"Young Master, I am the granddaughter of the head of Zhoujia Village. Zhou Fendie has met the Young Master." Zhou Fendie was wearing a pink lotus-colored brocade wrapped around her chest, with a white swaying smoky lotus pleated skirt hanging down, and her waist was tightened by a cyan gauze belt.

It was tied tightly, and a thin gauze scarf was draped over the shoulders, making the collarbone between the neck seem to be visible.

Mr. Zhong couldn't help but shudder. Doesn't this girl feel cold in such thin clothes? Also, the makeup on her face is a bit overdone. She is obviously the same age as Hua, but it is covered by the thick makeup.

, which made her look many years older.

Qingxuan stepped forward to block the two of them and said coldly, "You two girls, please come back!"

"Get out of the way, I have something to say to Mr. Jun." Zhou Fendie glared at Qingxuan with anger on her face, stretched out her hand to push Qingxuan away, but Qingxuan just stood there steadily, and was slapped like that.

It didn't move even when I pushed it.

"Yes! Get out of the way, get out of the way, we have something to say to Mr. Jun." Zhou Taohua was not to be outdone. Although she was very jealous of Zhou Fendie dressed like this, now was not the time to compete with her.

"Mr. Jun, I have something to tell you. My grandfather asked me to tell you something. Mr. Jun, please don't leave." Zhou Fendie didn't even look at Zhou Taohua next to her. She rolled her eyes when she saw Mr. Jun walking away.

Turn around and have an idea in mind.


Chapter completed!