Chapter 4 What are you thinking about?

Chapter 4 What are you thinking about?

"Let's go." Yu Tongchen picked up the medicine box and strode ahead.

After entering the house, Yu Tongchen looked at Bai Tong who was half a step behind, "Hand."

"what?"

"Check your pulse."

"Oh!" Bai Tong quickly took Shu Shiyu's hand out of the quilt.

Yu Tongchen placed his fingers on her pulse.

"I am too tired, and the evil wind has entered my body, so I have been coughing for a long time."

"Cough... cough cough..." Shu Shiyu frowned and coughed more frequently, feeling uncomfortable.

"Excuse me." Seeing that she was coughing uncomfortably, Yu Tongchen slightly opened her clothes, took out silver needles from the medicine box, and gave her an injection at the Tiantu and Danzhong points.

Afterwards, he held her shoulders and asked her to turn sideways, and inserted needles into her Fengchi acupoint and other acupuncture points with quick and accurate techniques.

"Pen and ink." Yu Tongchen said when he saw Ziling coming over.

Ziling hurriedly handed over the pen and ink.

"Hold her, don't let her move around and press on the needle."

Bai Tong went up to support Shu Shiyu.

Yu Tongchen grabbed a piece of paper and pen and walked to the table to write a prescription. After writing it, he handed it to Ziling and said, "Go and boil the medicine."

He pulled out the needle again, lifted Shu Shiyu's eyelids and took a look.

"The fever will subside after a while."

After finishing everything, he pulled the quilt over her and then sat at the table in the room to continue writing.

"Do you know how to cook medicinal food?" Yu Tongchen asked while writing.

"Will do."

"Go and boil it." Yu Tongchen handed the medicinal recipe to Bai Tong.

Bai Tong looked at Shu Shiyu and said, "Please, doctor, take good care of my young lady."

After the people left, Yu Tongchen looked at Shu Shiyu's face, then retracted his gaze after a while.

"Stupid Zhuzi, come here." He said in his mind.

"My name is not Benzhuzi, I have a name, Xiaojie!" While shouting, the Wanjie Pearl floated in front of Yu Tongchen.

"You said you are a divine creature, so can you cure a congenital defect like hers?"

"No, I cannot use my spiritual power to interfere with the affairs of the small world, except when it endangers the life and death of the mission target."

"What is her identity?"

"She is the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Shu Yan, but she is not favored. Her mother died early, and she lives under the care of her stepmother."

"You know what I'm asking."

"can not say."

"Cough cough..." Shu Shiyu started coughing softly again.

"Mother..." The sick girl muttered in her sleep, her voice so soft that it seemed about to fade away.

"Don't go..."

Yu Tongchen walked to her bed, lowered his eyes and looked at her long eyelashes trembling nervously, and stood there for a while.

The frail person clutched the quilt tightly with his slender white fingers, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

She takes medicine all year round, but there is no unpleasant smell of medicine on her body, but instead a faint scent of orchids.

"Host, what are you thinking about?" Wanjiezhu had a bad feeling.

"I want a cure."

Yu Tongchen returned to the table and wrote something again.

There were three regular knocks on the door, and Yu Tongchen got up to open it.

"Sir, it's raining. Should we use oil paper to cover the medicinal seedlings in the medicinal field?"

"Go ahead, go get some charcoal from the storehouse. It's cold and damp in the valley on a rainy night in late autumn. Go get some more charcoal to help Zi Ling with her medicine."

"Yes."

"and many more."

Jing Mo turned around.

"You and Ziling can eat the food in the stove later. Don't let it get cold."

"okay."

After closing the window, Yu Tongchen went to check on Shu Shiyu's condition.

I placed the back of my hand on her forehead and the fever had subsided.

"Mom, don't go..." The woman reached out and grabbed his hand, pressing her soft cheek against his palm.

Her fever had just subsided and her cheeks were still a sickly red.

Yu Tongchen wanted to reach back his hand, but touched the tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

He paused, wiped her tears with his fingers, hesitated for a moment, and clumsily patted her back with his other hand.

"I didn't realize you were so gentle." Wanjiezhu said.

Yu Tongchen ignored it and slowly and rhythmically soothed the restless person on the bed.

He himself didn't know that he had such a side.

After the person fell asleep, Yu Tongchen withdrew his hand and put it behind his back.

Bai Tong came back with the medicine.

"The fever has subsided. Wake her up and give her medicine. If she still has energy, let her drink the medicated porridge. If she doesn't have energy, let her sleep until she has energy."

After saying that, Yu Tongchen walked out with the medicine box.

Outside the corridor, the autumn rain continued, the distant mountains were not visible, and the cold air seeped into people's clothes.

"Sir, there is a letter from the capital." Jing Mo came over with an envelope.

Yu Tongchen casually handed him the medicine box and took the envelope.

After closing the door, Yu Tongchen took out the letter, lit it after reading it, and the fire reflected the usual indifference on his face.

Why does it feel like its host has the temperament of a big boss? Wanjiezhu is a little confused.

Yu Tongchen went to the pharmacy again to prepare the antidote for Jie Shushi and the fetal toxins in the body.

Yu Tongchen grinds the medicinal materials into powder finely and accurately controls the dosage of each medicinal material.

As night fell, Shu Shiyu woke up.

"Miss, you're awake." Bai Tong helped her up.

"I'm hungry."

"Please wait, I'll bring the medicinal food."

Shu Shiyu sat on the bed with her knees hugged, and she seemed to vaguely remember someone patting her back gently to comfort her.

Was it Bai Tong? But it didn't seem like it, Bai Tong had never taken care of her like this.

The room was warm with charcoal burning.

Shu Shiyu was a little stunned. In the mansion, even in winter, no one would burn charcoal for her.

Her stepmother wished she would fall ill and freeze to death in the winter, and she even made the excuse that all the money had been used on her medical treatment and there was no money left to buy charcoal.

But the money she used for medical treatment came from her mother's dowry.

If she doesn't have a good life, they won't have an easy life either. She turned the house upside down before she got out.

After coughing softly, Shu Shiyu put on her shoes and got out of bed. She opened the window a little, and the cold wind rushed in. Her throat felt itchy, and she couldn't help but cough a few more times.

It was raining outside the window and everything was foggy. Just as I was about to close the window, my eyes met with Yu Tongchen who was passing by.

Shu Shiyu felt a little guilty, so he quickly pulled down the window.

"There's charcoal burning in the house, so open some windows, otherwise people won't be able to breathe."

Upon hearing this, Shu Shiyu opened the window a little more, but the man was no longer visible outside the window.

She walked back to the bed, crawled under the quilt, and wrapped herself in it.

After standing for a while, I felt weak and dizzy.

Bai Tong brought the medicinal food and served Shu Shiyu half a bowl, "Miss, drink it."

Shu Shiyu looked at the medicinal food with some hesitation.

But it didn't smell as bitter as the medicinal foods she had drunk before, so she scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and put it into her mouth. Her frowned brows relaxed and her eyes brightened.

"Bai Tong, it's sweet."

"When I boiled it, I also felt it was sweet, Miss, you finally don't have to eat those bitter medicinal foods!"

Doctor Yu’s medical skills were indeed excellent. The young lady’s fever subsided in no time, and even the medicinal diet recipe he prescribed was sweet!

Bai Tong looked at Shu Shiyu with sparkling eyes while he ate in small bites.

But after eating half a bowl, Shu Shiyu felt full.

"Miss, won't you eat a little more?" Bai Tong looked hopeful. The young lady's appetite had never been so good!

"I'm done."

There was no other way. She hadn't been able to eat for years, and had to drink bitter medicine every day, so her appetite was only this much.

"Okay." Bai Tong didn't try to persuade him anymore after hearing that. He packed up the things and took them to the kitchen.

After a while, Shu Shiyu heard a knock on the door.

Bai Tong hadn't come back yet, so she went to open the door.

"Divine Doctor Yu."