Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh really miserable
Wan Cheng couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth when he saw Zhu Jing running away. However, Zhu Jing ran very fast and soon disappeared, so he could only comfort Mrs. Su.
"Don't worry, Madam Su. The Emperor already knows about this. As President Zhu said just now, our family is here today to check on the situation for the Emperor."
Wan Cheng waved to the maids on the side and asked them to come over and help him sit down. After all, the weather was so cold and he hadn't lit the brazier yet. If she was frozen out, he would be blamed for not being able to protect himself.
Seeing that Mrs. Su's mood had eased a lot, Wan Cheng continued: "Our family has remembered what Mrs. Su just said. It's just that the emperor is still concerned about Prime Minister Su's situation and asked Mrs. Su to take our family to the backyard.
Let’s see, how about it?”
Mrs. Su wiped away her tears, nodded, and said, "I'll thank you now, Eunuch Wan. When I wake up, I will let him thank you in person!"
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Zhu Jing thought that no matter how depressed the Prime Minister's Mansion was, it would only be at the entrance.
But after entering the main courtyard, I discovered that there were not many maids and servants serving here. Compared with the past when there were groups of slaves, it was really miserable!
Su Liangji was lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper. If his chest hadn't been rising and falling slightly, he might have really thought that he had gone down to meet his family's ancestors...
The boy moved a stool and placed it next to the bed. He listened to Zhu Jing's instructions and gave him a hand. But when Zhu Jing's fingers touched Su Liangji's pulse, he frowned.
"Imperial doctor, how is my master's condition?" The young man couldn't bear the worry in his heart and couldn't help but ask.
Zhu Jing said nothing, only shook his head slightly at the boy. Then he closed his eyes and continued to diagnose Su Liangji's pulse. After a long while, he withdrew his hand and sighed heavily.
Mrs. Su, who had already arrived here, heard Zhu Jing's sigh, her heart was in her throat, and she even choked and asked: "My master, he - he -"
Zhu Jing was afraid that Mrs. Su would misunderstand, so he could only quickly explain: "Mrs. Su, don't worry, Mr. Su is fine. He only needs to rest for two more days and he will wake up on his own."
"It just so happens that Xiaguan has brought a lot of herbal medicine from the palace. I will prescribe a prescription for recuperating the body later. Together with lighter meals, I will be able to wake up in the afternoon."
"Okay, okay, please wish the head of the hospital to prescribe the prescription quickly. I will send someone to decoct the medicine immediately and bring it to the master to take!"
Zhu Ding nodded his head, took a pen and paper from the medicine box, wrote down the prescription and handed it to Mrs. Su. He looked at Su Liangji, who still had his eyes closed, and turned to Wan Cheng and blinked.
At this moment, there was Mrs. Su and a group of maids and servants here, and it was very difficult to talk to them. Wan Cheng could only blink at Zhu Jing and told him to talk to him later.
Fortunately, Mrs. Su had already cried once when she was in the front hall just now. Now she knew that Su Liangji was fine and would wake up soon. She came over to say a few words of thanks to Wan Cheng and Zhu Jing, and prepared to send them away.
Wan Cheng and Zhu Jing didn't want to stay any longer. They had all said and done what they had to say. It would be better to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion quickly and go back to the palace.
Mrs. Su excused herself to stay with Su Liangji and asked the young man to escort them out. Wan Cheng and Zhu Jing didn't care so much. They followed the young man to the door in silence until they got on the carriage back to the palace.
He spoke again.
"I was just in the Prime Minister's Mansion. What does Mr. Zhu want to say to our family?" The carriage had already left the confines of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Wan Cheng asked quickly.
Zhu Jing took a deep look at Wan Cheng, and then replied: "Su Xiang's body is indeed affected by the anxious fire, but the main reason is himself."
Wan Cheng didn't understand what he heard, so he asked again: "What does it mean to wish the president of the hospital? Where do you start talking about this?"
Zhu Jing replied: "There is nothing wrong with Su Xiang's body at all, it's just that he doesn't want to wake up!"
Now Wan Cheng finally understood and blurted out: "According to President Zhu's wishes, Su Xiang's unconsciousness was faked?!"
Zhu Jing nodded seriously and gave Wan Cheng a positive answer. As for why Su Liangji pretended to be like this, the reason behind it probably had a lot to do with Su Wan.
If he guessed correctly, judging from the previous "routines" of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I am afraid that if they came out of the palace to see Su Liangji today, it might become an excuse for him to misbehave!
The people in the capital are the most idle, and they sympathize with whoever is miserable. I’m afraid that what happened at the door of the Prime Minister’s Mansion today will also happen at the door of the Su Mansion before long...