Wan Qing had already woken up at noon on the second day, lying lazily on the bed, waking up and sleeping in a daze. She had no energy at all.
"Miss, it's time to change the dressing..." Mo Xiang called Wan Qing softly, and gently lifted up Wan Qing's clothes, for fear of involving the wound.
Wan Qing nodded and reached out to take the medicine bowl that Mei Hong held in her hand. She wanted to drink it in one gulp to avoid being too dry, but when she raised her head, it was involved in the wound on her back. With a shake of her hand, she almost died.
He threw the medicine bowl away.
"Miss, let Mei Hong do it..." Mei Hong hurriedly took the medicine bowl, but the young lady was stronger, so she didn't dare to stop her just now, but if she let the young lady go, it would be even more painful.
"Miss, be patient..." Mo Xiang looked at the long wound, her eyes could not hide the sadness, and her fingertips trembled slightly.
When Mrs. Zuo heard about the dressing change, she came back from the hall with a random excuse. Seeing Mo Xiang applying the medicine, she didn't dare to speak. However, Wan Qing was the first to notice Mrs. Zuo and smiled uglier than crying.
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Mrs. Zuo sighed quietly and rubbed her forehead with her slender fingers. She hadn't slept for a few days. Even though she was in good health, she couldn't withstand the torment. Black shadows lingered under her eyes.
Wan Qing saw it, but did not speak. She waited for Mo Xiang to finish applying the medicine, then waved with a hint of coquettishness in her tone, "Mom, come here."
Mrs. Zuo seemed to be hearing this tone for the first time, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She turned around and saw Mei Hong standing aside with medicine in her hand. She already understood a little bit in her heart. She walked over slowly, as if it were night time, and sat on the stool.
He went up, took the medicine bowl, and his tone was full of firmness and a hint of imperceptible endearment, "You, you, don't think that mother can't tell that you don't want to take the medicine."
Wan Qing frowned, and had no choice but to slowly drink the bitter medicine with a spoonful. When the bowl was bottomed, her face almost became the same as the medicine.
"Bring the eyebrow cake here." Mrs. Zuo reached out and rubbed Wan Qing's hair, and asked Mo Xiang to bring up the eyebrow cake that she specially sent Bago to buy.
Wan Qing was also startled when she saw her eyebrows furrowed. She didn't expect that Brother Bago would also write down this matter, and Mrs. Zuo would also take notice of it.
"Eat it quickly while it's hot. I originally wanted Myna to buy it, but I let the eldest prince take the lead and bring it to you." Mrs. Zuo said one after another, and then said calmly.
Staring at Wan Qing.
Wan Qing ate from Mrs. Zuo's hand. She was originally thinking about how long it would be before she could open her mouth and reach out her hands. However, she was so excited by the word "eldest prince" that she couldn't even think about eating. She was a little panicked.
He looked at Madam Zuo and said, "The eldest...prince?"
It is definitely not a good thing to get involved with the eldest prince. From the look of Mrs. Zuo, she seems to be here to seek her opinion.
"Wan'er, what do you think of the eldest prince?" Madam Zuo already understood from Wan Qing's expression, but she still wanted to confirm.
Wan Qing glanced at her eyebrows, turned her head simply, and pursed her lips where Madam Zuo saw her. In fact, she really wanted to take it... That medicine was too bitter. I must ask the doctor for advice next time I meet you.
Teach yourself how to make the medicine taste better. By the way! Youyi!
"Mom, is this Yihai today?" Wan Qing turned around quickly and asked Mrs. Zuo. Seeing her nod, she immediately pursed her lips. Officials do not engage in business, whether it is her mother or father who comes forward to buy the pharmacy.
No, in half a month it will be the time when Doctor You comes to the imperial city. You can’t miss it! What should I do? And I don’t want my parents to know about this pharmacy. After all, I may use it for other things in the future.
Mo Xiang and Mei Hong are also unavailable.
Bugs? That’s all... I’m afraid I’ve already told my mother before I even do it... What should I do...
Mrs. Zuo saw that Wan Qing had not spoken for a long time, so she leaned forward to see what Wan Qing was doing, only to find that Wan Qing had fallen asleep unknowingly. She could only shake her head repeatedly, "This child."
Now that she was asleep, Mrs. Zuo no longer lingered. She carefully covered her with the quilt and asked Mo Xiang and Mei Hong to take care of her. Then she went to Zuo Jian to discuss countermeasures.
The next morning, when Wan Qing opened her eyes, she felt very hungry, but the person standing in front of her didn't seem to be Mo Xiang or Mei Hong, so she couldn't help but rub her eyes again.
"Miss Zuo, are you awake?" Listening to a completely unfamiliar voice, Wan Qing raised her head slightly and looked at the woman wearing blue palace clothes in front of her, waiting for her next words.
"My maid, Zhi Yuan, the second prince asked me to serve Miss Zuo. If Miss Zuo has any wishes, please tell Zhi Yuan, and Zhi Yuan will convey them to the second prince. The second prince will definitely do his best to satisfy you." Zhi Yuan saluted Wan Qing to show her acknowledgment.
Master, "Zhi Yuan is somewhat knowledgeable in medical skills. If Miss feels unwell, please tell Zhi Yuan."
Wan Qing looked at Zhiyuan carefully. He was a very plain man with a good temperament. He didn't have that humble feeling. He was probably a descendant of a declining family. However, she liked the second prince's gift very much. It was considered a gift at the expense of her life.
In return for saving? But it did bother her. Wan Qing was not polite and waved to Zhiyuan, asking her to come over, "I want to take over the dilapidated pharmacy on the corner of the West Market. But I can't let dad."
My mother knows this. You should go back and convey this to the second prince and ask him if he is willing to help with this."
Zhiyuan glanced at Wan Qing in confusion, and finally nodded. On the pretext of going back to tidy up Xinruan, she returned to the second prince.
"Pharmacy?" The second prince put down the book and looked at Zhiyuan with raised eyebrows, "There is no problem with this. But, why did she hide it from Prime Minister Zuo and Princess Anzhen?"
Zhiyuan shook her head gently. After all, she had just passed by, so she couldn't ask any more questions.
The second prince didn't force the kite and tapped the table. Could it be because officials don't engage in business? Anyway, it's just a shabby pharmacy. This requirement is a bit low. Could it be that he came to test whether he is sincere?
Also a ghost.
"Take these banknotes and hand them over to Zuo Wanqing from the pharmacy in your name." The second prince took out a stack of banknotes from the secret compartment and handed them to Zhiyuan, "For some small matters, these banknotes can be used
There's no need to look for me anymore. Is her injury better?"
Zhiyuan took it and told the second prince everything about Wan Qing's wound recovery status and the preferences he had learned from Mo Xiang and Mei Hong.
"She seems to like those eyebrows very much. I'll bring some to her on the way back. When she recovers from her injury, I'll go and visit in person." As Chu Luchen said this, he cleaned his hands, took a brush and devoted himself to it.
Zhiyuan resigned in a low voice and went back to find Wan Qing to revive him.
"Jiuying, follow. Think clearly on the way. I don't want to see the second time of poor protection." Chu Luchen wrote without raising his head. Even if he didn't look at Jiuying, Jiuying was already covered in cold sweat and hurried away.