Exile

6

Holding Da-ge's outstretched hand, Su Qingbai got into the carriage. Ten days ago, Er-sao's discontent with him broke out again. In order to harmonize his family, his father had to divide people into two carriages; one for father and Er-ge's family, one for him and Da-ge's family.

That's what happens every day. Su Qingbai was also really tired of Er-sao. But as it's happened he was indeed a burden on everyone, and there was nothing he could do to answer back.

So there was no objection to Father Su's decision.

Considering they would arrive in a few days, Su Qingbai did not open his mouth to his family even though he was very uncomfortable. After a month's ride in a carriage, Su Family was all became green, and the whole family was wilting. Su Qingbai's body was uncomfortable and nobody found out about it. This led to Su Qingbai falling ill as soon as he arrived in Ning County.

Madam Su stayed at Su Qingbai's side as she wiped her tears. "What should we do, ne?"

Squatting on the ground, Father Su sighed, took a pouch out of his bosom, and handed it to Su Qingyang: "Go to town and get a doctor."

Su Qingbai fell ill again when the family was in great trouble. This man, who had been the pillar in the family from beginning to end, felt too overwhelmed to breathe. At this time, one could not see his once proud and elegant manner in the court.

When Su Er-sao heard what was said, she uttered, "There's only a little silver left at home. Spending the money to invite the doctor, what will we eat then?"

Su Er-sao was a bit mean to Su Qingbai, but she was telling the truth about the family had little savings. These savings that were put aside previously might not be enough to invite a doctor. Then again, inviting a doctor, it's estimated that there wouldn't be much savings left.

What would they eat then?

Su Qingyang took the pouch of silver and looked at Su Er-sao. "Doctor must be invited. If money is gone, you can earn more. If people are gone..."

"But..."

Without waiting for Su Er-sao to say anything, Su Qingtong slightly glanced at her, and Su Er-sao dared not say any more. Although she shut up, she looked at the pouch of silver, and the pain in her eyes was beyond words.

Su Qingyang turned a blind eye to her reluctance and went to invite the doctor with the silver. Su Er-sao turned her eyes to the comatose Su Qingbai again, but the pain in her eyes turned to a secret grudge.

Everyone was silent, waiting for Su Qingyang to call in the doctor.

Suddenly, the door creaked.

Everyone looked over. Su Qingyang had just left, so it could not be Su Qingyang. There was only one possibility; the village's people came.

Su Huai was the youngest person here, so he ran to open the door consciously.

The visitor was a grey-haired old man. Su Huai did not know him and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Su Lingchuan."

Hearing what was said, Su Lingchuan came out to welcome. He was a little surprised to see the visitor, and greeted with a respectful tone, "Eldest Uncle?"

It turned out that Father Su's Eldest Uncle, Su Changsheng had come to visit. Father Su immediately invited him in and asked the younger generations to greet Su Changsheng one by one.

Su Changsheng sat down and drank a cup of tea. Then he asked, "I had received your letter, I wondered if you were coming back soon, so I just walked around. I didn't expect you really came back, but..." Su Changsheng looked unhappy. "Why don't you come to me when you're back?"

Su Father grinned bitterly. "It's not like that. The kid at home is too delicate; he bumped all the way and fell ill when we arrived. The family is anxious and hasn't had time to go to visit the Eldest Uncle yet."

Su Changsheng listened to his words and let go of his displeasure. "Before, when you wrote that you wanted to come back, I asked the younger generations in my family to tidy up here a little. You take a look at what else is missing, I'll ask them to do it again."

Father Su thanked him. "Nephew thanked Eldest Uncle. It's already good. Eldest Uncle took a lot of trouble."

Su Changsheng stroked his white beard and nodded, "That's good!" After that, he looked around and said, "By the way, where's your sick kid?"

Father Su immediately led Su Changsheng to see Su Qingbai.

Su Qingbai was only sixteen and originally small. But now, after he's tossed from side to side along the journey, he lost weight. He's nested there like a small ball; looking pitiful.

Su Changsheng stroked his beard, squinted, and turned to Father Su. "Is this your grandson?" Looking at him, he's not as big as Su Huai outside.

Hearing what was said, Father Su wiped his sweat and looked embarrassed. "This is nephew's youngest son."

Su Changsheng heard that and said nothing, but the love on his face was more obvious. The nephew's son was somewhat closer to age with the nephew's grandson.

"Look at this skinny little face. Have you invited a doctor?"

"Da'er has gone to invite."

After watching Su Qingbai, Su Changsheng sat down for a while and explained something to Su Lingchuan before leaving: telling Father Su to go to him when there was something he needs.

After Su Changsheng left, there were still several people coming to the door, but they all left after a few words of greeting. Su Changsheng also handled it and sent the people away.

It was dark before Su Qingyang invited the doctor back home.

The doctor looked very old, grey-haired, and white-bearded. As soon as he entered the door, he was pulled to see Su Qingbai. He took the pulse's reading and his face looked very strange.

Madam Su saw it, and there was a thump in her heart. She sobbingly asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with my son?"

The doctor wore a face of bewilderment. After half a day, he did not speak out. This time not only Madam Su, but Su Family's people were also all feeling unsettled, thinking about the doctor's bewilderment: could it be an incurable disease?

Under the eager eyes of the family, the doctor couldn't carry on any longer and wiped a sweat. The doctor said, "The patient fainted because he didn't eat well, not sleeping well, and had tossed for a long time on the road. But..."

Su Family's people were worried again. "But what?"

The old doctor's face looked tangled, and only after a long time said, "This boy's body is a little strange, I feel like a joy pulse." Seeing Su Family's strange faces, the old doctor said, "Maybe my medical skills are still shallow!"

For the first time, the old doctor was not confident in his own medical skills. He had seen many joy pulses. Normally, he did not miss the number. However, the patient in front of him was really a boy.

Ignoring the Su Family people's state of mind, the old doctor prescribed a medicine to Su Qingbai and let Su Qingyang sent him back overnight.