The entire mansion of Lu Yi's family, in addition to the housekeeper and servants, also has two nuns who take care of him personally.
"Madam is here in person. I will take my young master to express my gratitude to you. The young master often talks to the old ladies about things in the school, especially the two new friends he has made. It is an honor for me to meet you today."
When the two nuns saw Ling Xuewei, they hurriedly saluted.
After some greetings, Ling Xuewei said the purpose of coming today.
She asked about Lu Yi's current situation, and the housekeeper looked sad after hearing this.
"My son's high fever persisted. We gave him medicine, but his condition kept coming back and forth, and he kept mumbling at night..."
When they entered the room, they were immediately hit by a strong smell of medicine.
There was a doctor in the room who was treating Lu Yi. On the bed, the little guy was unconscious, his face was burning red, and he kept calling out something.
"Mother...father..."
"elder sister……"
Lu Yi's voice was filled with tears, as if he had been struck by a nightmare.
After not seeing him for a few days, his face had lost weight, which made Ling Xuewei feel sad.
The two nuns wiped away tears at the side, "My little master's life is so miserable. The head of the family is gone, my uncles also died tragically, my wife and ladies have lost their news, and now even..."
"Shut up! You're talking nonsense without knowing what the occasion is..." the housekeeper stopped them and apologized to Ling Xuewei, "I made Madam laugh."
"It doesn't matter."
Ling Xuewei waved her hand, "It's important to see him first."
"Doctor, how is our young master? Why hasn't the fever gone away?"
The doctor sighed, "Young master, it was the evil wind that invaded your body, and you were frightened and frightened for the past few days, so you didn't get enough rest, so you fell ill. The children are weak, but it's not a serious illness. When I write out the prescription, you can prepare the medicine."
Give it to him and wait until night to see how it goes."
"Okay, then I'll have Doctor Lao."
"nothing."
The housekeeper asked grandma to take the doctor down to prescribe medicine, while he stepped forward to check on the young master's condition.
"Mother...why is brother Xiaohu so sick? Will he die?" Mianmian held her hand and looked at her worriedly.
"No, as long as your brother Xiaohu takes the medicine, he will be fine soon."
"Really?"
"certainly."
Ling Xuewei turned to look at the housekeeper and asked, "Didn't you ask the doctor last night?"
"I asked, but I don't know what happened to the medicine the doctor prescribed. The young master vomited it all out after taking it for a while. The fever got worse this morning. I thought it was not good, so I hired another doctor."
The steward sighed, with a sad look on his face.
Ling Xuewei paused, "If the housekeeper doesn't mind, can you let me see him?"
"Ma'am, does she have medical skills?"
"Understand a little bit."
The housekeeper actually didn't know Ling Xuewei's identity, he only knew that she was the parent of Young Master's classmate.
When Lu Yi mentioned Diandian and Mianmian before, he didn't mention much about their family backgrounds.
In fact, he himself was confused, let alone a servant in the Lu family's house.
Only Lu Yi's uncle could guess something.
It's a pity that he happened to be away from the house, so the housekeeper and the others naturally didn't know about it.
The butler hesitated.
At this time, Diandian stepped forward and said, "Uncle Housekeeper, please let my mother show it to Lu Xiaohu! My mother is amazing! Her medical skills are very good. My sister and I were both sick and cured by my mother!"
You believe me!"
The three-year-old baby's speech was clear and his expression was calm. The housekeeper was surprised. He looked at him and then at Ling Xuewei.
There seemed to be hesitation on his face, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then please leave it to Madam."
"Serious words."
The housekeeper gave up her seat, and Ling Xuewei walked to the bed and sat down. She put her hand on Xiao Lu Yi's wrist and frowned for a moment.
The housekeeper watched nervously. Seeing this, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? How is the young master doing?"
"Looking at his pulse, it's not just an ordinary cold, but it looks like... he's been poisoned."
"What?!" One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the housekeeper was shocked, "Madam... are you sure?"
"He must have been poisoned by Agave. The poison is not highly toxic, and the amount he took was very small, so he only suffered from vomiting and diarrhea at first."
Ling Xuewei picked up the golden needle and pricked it lightly under his nose, and a drop of blood came out. She picked it up, and soon, the needle gradually turned green.
"This is..." the housekeeper exclaimed.
"Sure enough, he was poisoned."
"But why didn't the doctors diagnose it?"
"Agave poison is colorless and odorless, so it is difficult to detect. In addition, its symptoms are very similar to those of wind and cold, so it is normal that they did not notice it."
Because Ling Xuewei was good at using poison, she could see it. Ordinary doctors are proficient in the art of Qihuang, not this one, so it would make sense if they ignored it.
"Can Madam cure this poison?" the housekeeper asked hurriedly, looking anxious.
Ling Xuewei nodded, "Okay, I'll give him a few injections first to force out the toxin. Come and help me hold him down and take off his shirt."
"yes."
The aunt on the side hesitated to speak, "Housekeeper, young master, he..."
I can see that grandma is a little worried. After all, even the doctor hasn't diagnosed her. If this lady misdiagnosed and delayed the young master's condition, then...
"I'll take care of anything." The housekeeper looked solemn and said, "Madam, please give me the acupuncture."
As the housekeeper of the mansion, he was specially sent by the head of the family to take care of the young master, and he still has a good eye for people.
This lady has clear eyes and a noble demeanor. She is an extraordinary person at first glance. What's more, she is the mother of the young master's friend, so she will not be detrimental to the young master.
The doctor last night also said that the cold wind was invading the body and prescribed medicine, but until now, the young master's fever has not gone away. The doctor today said the same thing as last night. If the young master really had a cold syndrome, how could he have taken it?
Does the medicine last overnight?
Seeing that the young master's condition is getting worse and worse, he can't wait any longer! He can only take a gamble!
"Come and help!"
Grandma also came over. Ling Xuewei took out the golden needle and looked into the worried eyes of the two little guys. "Don't worry, he will be fine. If you are scared, just cover your eyes."
"Mom, we are not afraid..." The two little guys shook their heads and held hands, obviously wanting to stay.
"Okay, it'll be fine soon."
Ling Xuewei concentrated her attention, her face was slightly solemn, and she acted like a master! A dozen needles fell quickly!
She was extremely fast and her movements were as familiar as flowing water, as if she had done it countless times.
The housekeeper was surprised, and his original worries faded a bit.
Ling Xuewei first used golden needles to seal Lu Yi's acupuncture points, and then used special techniques to force out most of the toxins with spiritual energy!
Lu Yi, who was unconscious, suddenly felt a lump in his throat. Ling Xuewei had already turned his head to the side and raised his neck.
"Wow!"
Lu Yi opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. The nanny had quick eyesight and quick hands, so she immediately grabbed something to catch it.
After that, Lu Yi vomited several more times, until all he vomited out was acid water, and Ling Xuewei let him lie down.
After burning the incense, Ling Xuewei pulled out all the golden needles on Lu Yi's body. Soon, Lu Yi opened his eyes.
