Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 705 Diligence

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard swayed slightly. The young man glanced at Song Ying and Miao Yufu, then bowed and said, "My name is Chen Yunhu. My father and I have come here to seek medical treatment. I hope that Doctor Song will forgive my poor behavior."

Song Ying nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Mr. Chen in the carriage. He saw that his eyes were sharp and bright, and he was in good spirits; the hand that lifted the curtain did not tremble at all.

When their eyes met, he smiled kindly: "This is Doctor Song, right? Yunhu, help me out of the car."

"Uncle, I'll carry you on my back." Chen Yunze rushed forward and half-knelt down. "It rained a few days ago, and this mossy road is very slippery. Don't fall."

Song Ying glanced at Chen Yunze and felt that he was being too kind. With young and strong servants around, there was no need for him to carry anyone.

Chen Yunhu's boot toe crushed the wet mud on the ground. "This road is really slippery, Lai Fu."

The previously sharp-tongued servant stepped forward and carried the Chen family master down on his back. A flicker of embarrassment flashed across Chen Yunze's face, but he quickly adjusted himself and followed him around as if nothing had happened. "Watch out for the threshold..."

Entering the clinic, as soon as Song Yinggang took his pulse, he asked anxiously, "How is it? Can it be cured?"

He actually cares more about Mr. Chen's illness than his biological son Chen Yunhu.

Seeing this, Song Ying guessed something. This Mr. Chen must have a very high status in the Chen family in Rongcheng, so Chen Yunze must have something to ask of him.

After examining the patient, Song Ying said slowly, "Master Chen's condition is due to the weakening of his internal organs after a stroke, causing a disorder of Qi and Qi. The pathogenic factors have been retained like oil in flour, resulting in liver and kidney yin deficiency and blood stasis in the brain. He needs to be treated slowly..."

"So it can be cured?" Chen Yunze interrupted again anxiously.

After Song Ying nodded, he immediately looked at the Chen family master and said happily: "Uncle, see, I said that Doctor Song can cure it!"

Mr. Chen's face did not show much joy, he just said: "Thank you, Doctor Song."

Song Ying picked up his pen and wrote a prescription. As he wrote, he said, "Okay, you can go now. The pills will take two days to prepare. I will notify you to come and pick them up then."

"It'll take a few more days?" Chen Yunhu exclaimed, "Can't you just prescribe the decoction?"

"The decoction is very strong and not suitable."

Chen Yunze hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Third Brother. You have to listen to the doctor's instructions regarding treatment. You should go home and rest for a few days. I'll send someone to the clinic to wait. Doctor Xiao Song will prepare the pills and send them back immediately."

Chen Yunhu frowned at him, then looked at Song Ying, who was busy writing a prescription, and suddenly said, "Doctor Song and Yunze... seem to have a close relationship?"

Song Ying paused his pen and looked at him suspiciously.

Chen Yunze laughed out loud and said, "We have known each other for many years and even opened a shop together. Naturally, our relationship is very good."

"So that's how it is," Mr. Chen pinched his beard, "What kind of shop do you run... Shu brocade, quite good..."

From then on, until the Chen family left, they were all talking and laughing, but Song Ying always felt something was strange.

It was late at night and the lights were dim.

Song Ying sat in front of the dressing table, her fingertips unconsciously scraping off a large piece of hand cream. The white cream melted in her palm, but she was completely unaware.

"What are you thinking about?"

A warm hand suddenly covered the back of her hand, and Yuan Qing's voice rang in her ears, with a hint of amusement, "Are you planning to eat your hand fat as a meal today?"

Song Ying came to his senses and looked down, realizing that he had dug enough to rub three times.

"Oops, that's a lot."

Yuan Qing shook her head, stretched out her hands to wrap them around hers, and rubbed the excess cream onto her own hands bit by bit.

His movements were gentle and his palms were warm. Song Ying felt the fat on his hands melting even faster.

She said, "I'll give you half. How long will it take to apply it like this..."

Yuan Qing hummed, but did not move his hand away. Instead, he turned over the back of his hand and continued to rub it slowly: "You haven't said it yet, what are you thinking about?"

Song Ying simply let him fiddle with his fingers and told him in detail what had happened during the day.

"The tone of Chen Yunhu's words made it seem as if he suspected that Chen Yunze and I were conspiring to deceive them. What do you think he was being cautious about?"

The consultation fees charged by their clinic are not high. The Chen family is wealthy and powerful, so I don’t think they would mind the consultation fees and travel expenses.

What could she possibly deceive the Chen family about? Was it necessary for her to be so cautious?

"Is it just about this?" Yuan Qing felt helpless. He had been absent-minded the whole night and thought something had happened to him.

"You are a doctor, just cure the disease, and let the Chen family worry about their own affairs."

"But Yan Xing and Chen Yunze are engaged. I have to pay more attention to the Chen family's affairs, just in case something goes wrong." Song Ying frowned. "Do you think Chen Yunze has made any demands to the Chen family in exchange for curing Master Chen's illness?"

Yuan Qing thought about it and shook his head, "It shouldn't be. He really put forward the conditions clearly. As long as you cure Mr. Chen's illness, he doesn't need to be so attentive.

Perhaps he just wants to win the favor of his family and use this favor to have more interactions in the future."

Song Ying thought about it and felt that this was indeed possible. The Chen family in Qingshui County seemed to be wealthy and powerful, but in the eyes of the main family in Rongcheng, it was just a remote branch.

If the Chen family can climb up the big tree of their family, their business will definitely become bigger and easier.

"Should I help him then?"

"Didn't you already help?"

"Ok?"

"They've all moved into the Chen family, are they still hoping for no chance to get closer?"

Song Ying smiled, "That's not what I meant. In fact, it's fine for them to go back immediately and leave the servants to wait for the medicine."

A few days later, Song Ying prepared the recovery pills and the decongestant and brain-activating pills, and handed them to Chen Yunze's servant to take away. He then no longer paid attention to the Chen family's affairs.

Around the 25th or 26th, Mr. Chen came for a follow-up visit and happily said that the weakness in his left limbs had been significantly reduced, but he still felt tired after a while.

After taking three more courses of treatment, he no longer needed a cane or help to walk, and his left hand had the strength to hold objects, and he was basically back to normal.

Chen Yunze was very happy and specially invited Huichuntang to a banquet for this purpose. He also presented a banner in praise of Huichuntang and a generous medical fee.

With the previous precedent of Chow Tai Fook, the neighbors were used to it and it didn’t cause much of a stir.

As the provincial examination approached, Yuan Qing studied even harder, often staying up late into the night, with his desk piled high with annotated classics and policy essays.

When Song Ying woke up in the middle of the night, she often saw his thin figure bent over his desk reflected on the window paper of the study.

She couldn't help with anything else, so she could only pay more attention to food and clothing.

At noon that day, she brought ginseng soup to Xu's restaurant and asked, "Aunt Xu, is our meal ready?"

The small kitchen window creaked open, and Madam Xu's flour-covered face peeked out. Her eyes flicked to the food box, and a smile suddenly formed two deep wrinkles on her face. "It's ready!"

PS: I apologize for not updating last month. I will update well this month.