Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 562 Calling for Service

Chapter 562 Calling for Service

Zhao Shan, who was placed with high hopes by his father, was lying on his back in the guest house in the front yard. The professional quality of the Cui family's doctor was excellent. He was pulled out of bed in the middle of the night to work overtime without any complaints. He rushed over with the medicine box on his back.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and taking the pulse carefully, taking the opportunity to take a short rest.

He was really running to death. When he was called and told that his wife wanted to see him, he was almost scared to death.

I thought something had gone wrong with Jiang Shangxian, so wouldn't he be skinned alive by his own Jiulang?

Fortunately, fortunately, the unlucky one is the young master of the Zhao family~

"How is it? Why is he unconscious? Could he be poisoned?"

Jiang Shangxian was most afraid of seeing a doctor when the doctor had a serious face and didn't speak for a long time. Every time this happened, she felt like she had a serious illness and her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Especially today, when she poured it out like it was free, what if Zhao Shan, a weak and fragile loser, inhaled some of it and didn't wake up all night?

The experienced court physician didn't open his eyes immediately, but waited another two seconds before slowly speaking, "Young Master Zhao's illness is caused by his emotions. Sadness and worry damage the lungs, causing stagnation of lung qi, resulting in shortness of breath, sighing, and chest tightness. The five internal organs of the human body are related to the five elements, and the spleen and stomach are affected. The spleen is not functioning properly, resulting in poor appetite and loss of appetite. The spleen and stomach are the source of qi and blood production. If this continues for a long time, it will lead to a lack of qi and blood..."

These words, which ordinary people cannot understand, are the cunning words used by their people in this line of work. Generally speaking, they can fool their masters.

Jiang Shangxian listened for a long time with a frown on his face, then suddenly looked speechless: "So he was too sad and didn't eat, so he fainted from hunger?"

"this..."

The court physician finally showed a dazed expression for a moment, but quickly came to his senses: "My lady is right. I will prescribe two doses of medicine and feed Mr. Zhao some light meat porridge."

At their age, the main thing is to be flexible. If you can fool people, then fool them. If you can't fool people, then just stay single and say so. Anyway, it's impossible for them to lose their jobs over such a trivial matter.

"Okay, Yingzi, come with me to the stove. Runzhen, you boil the medicine yourself." Jiang Shangxian didn't have the energy to argue with him. They were all slaves, so who wouldn't want to show off in front of the boss and see if there was a chance for a raise?

"Yes."

Because Liu Manqiang fell ill, the rice was soaking in the kitchen and there was cold porridge in the pot. Jiang Shangxian simply added some minced meat and vegetables to the porridge, heated it up, and served it out.

Zhao Shan hadn't woken up yet. The maid who was in charge of looking after him saw them coming back and bowed gently before saying, "Madam, do you want to wake him up?"

It’s not that she dislikes him, but isn’t this young Mr. Zhao a good friend of her husband?

Why is her body so much thinner than my husband's?

This man, he should have some meat on him. He's so skinny like a rib, it hurts when he sleeps. It's so uncomfortable.

"No, let Yingzi go."

Just leave the matter of moaning in bed to Yingzi. The little girl loves this kind of stimulating activity the most.

Runzhen, who was decocting medicine in the corridor, couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhao Shan after hearing this. What a sin he had committed...

Yingzi jumped to the head of the bed in two or three steps and pinched Zhao Shan's nose with her hand. However, this trick didn't work very well. The inner corners of Zhao Shan's eyes were pinched into points, but the guy didn't wake up. Instead, he opened his mouth to breathe.

"Ouch!"

Yingzi turned her head away in disgust: "Auntie, Mr. Zhao's mouth stinks!"

"Stop playing and wake him up quickly." She still wanted to go back and rest early!

He has been locked up for several days without taking a shower or washing himself, and he doesn’t eat or drink water. How can his mouth not stink?

Yingzi was not discouraged after failing in the first battle. She took out a small wooden box from her small bag. When she opened it, there was a ceramic whistle in the shape of a chubby bird. This was what Jiang Shangxian specially asked for when Cui Bianxu arranged for custom-made porcelain. There were a total of nine bird whistles of different shapes and colors.

I gave one to Yingzi. She loved it very much and would take it out to play with it from time to time.

She was seen holding a bird whistle, and with a gloating look on her face, she came close to Zhao Shan's ear. Then, she aimed, blew the whistle, and pretended to be dead, a series of movements as smooth as flowing water.

Zhao Shan sat up suddenly without even opening his eyes. His head was dizzy and his body felt heavy and floating, as if he was floating in water. Before he could say anything, he heard Yingzi roar in triumph: "He's awake! He's awake! Give him some porridge!"

Porridge? ! ! !

How can I drink porridge!!!

No matter how difficult it was, Zhao Shan had to use all his strength to open his eyes. He even dared not blink because his eyes were watering due to the sudden stimulation of the light, for fear that someone would choke him to death with porridge.

"Hey, you're awake? Can you move?"

Jiang Shangxian couldn't help but frown when he saw him dumbfounded. "Why don't you just come down and eat the porridge? Eating in bed is not elegant."

Not elegant....

Zhao Shan, whose memories came back like a tide, suddenly discovered that Aunt Jiang was really a vengeful person!

In order to avoid further ridicule, Zhao Shan struggled to stand up by supporting himself on the edge of the bed. As soon as he stood up, his vision went dark and he fell backwards. Fortunately, the old woman who served him was quick to catch him.

Zhao Shan, feeling dizzy, wanted to say thank you out of politeness, but then he heard the old woman's loud voice: "Hey, young master Zhao, your small body can't do this. You better be stronger. Otherwise, when you get married, you'll be bullied by your wife and you'll have nothing but tears to cry!"

No, get married, my wife, wipe your tears.

Every word hits the mark wildly with Zhao Shanlei's words.

Zhao Shan felt as if a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out, and he coughed weakly continuously.

The old woman was startled and looked at Jiang Shangxian bewilderedly - no, she just said it casually...

Jiang Shangxian calmed himself down and decisively pretended he hadn't seen anything: "You have no eyesight, why don't you help him over to eat porridge quickly? Young Master Zhao has been hungry for too long and has no strength left."

Even though she got the man out, she was actually unhappy with Zhao Shan right now. Although she knew that matters of the heart couldn't be forced, she just couldn't help it - how could there be any logic in matters of sisterhood?

How long has Li Xueyan liked him?

Why don't you express your feelings to the young lady as early as possible? Even though she is still young, you can arrange the marriage first, right?

Otherwise, how did those arranged marriages or child marriages come about?

If the marriage had been arranged earlier, wouldn't we have had this trouble today?

Zhao Shan was dragged to the table like a chicken and forced to eat.

After not having food or water for a long time, the first mouthful of thick meat porridge was so fragrant that it made one want to swallow their tongue, but it was also a little sticky. It was difficult to swallow it down, and a warm and comfortable feeling came over my stomach that had not eaten for a long time.

But he had something on his mind, so he stopped eating after just one bite: "Auntie Jiang, where is Cui Yi?"