Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 33 Seeing a doctor

Song Jinshu was tired from crying, and fell into Yan Cheng's arms, half-squinting his eyes, the tip of his nose was red from crying, and he looked pitiful.

Yan Cheng coaxed Song Jinshu to fall asleep, the shaking candle on the table swept across Song Jinshu's face, Yan Cheng raised his hand and wiped away the still-dry tears from the corner of his eyes.

The maid knocked on the door and asked Yan Cheng in a low voice that dinner was ready, if she needed to bring it in now.

"Let it warm in the kitchen first, your young master has already fallen asleep, don't go in and wake him up."

Yan Cheng put down the bed tent and left the bedroom lightly, telling the maid to stay outside the door. , carried the lamp and walked to the firewood room.

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He has never heard of Song Jinshu's family and cousins ​​and relatives. When he married Song Jinshu, his parents forced him to marry him. What is "the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker", or "the friend's care for the orphan".

Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't even know who is in Song Jinshu's family, and he doesn't know what his previous living environment was like.

Today, someone who claimed to be my cousin came over, so will there be someone else who claimed to be my aunt tomorrow?

Yan Cheng frowned and kicked open the door of the woodshed.

The person who was huddled in the corner shuddered when he heard the sound, and the tall and strong bodies were all curled up into a ball, occupying only a small position.

"You...you are breaking the law like this, I want to report to the officials!"

Huang Fugui rushed over from Licheng and was hungry all afternoon. He originally thought that when he came to Yan Mansion, he would be served with delicious food and drink. Who would have thought? Will be beaten and thrown into the woodshed.

The rumbling of his stomach accompanies his voice in the woodshed.

Yan Cheng smiled disdainfully, and kicked a dead branch under his feet onto Huang Fugui's body. His figure was stretched out by the light outside the door, and he felt a sense of oppression.

"I killed you in the firewood room today, and no one else will know about it."

Huang Fugui shook violently, all the arrogance he had before disappeared, and he fell on the ground and kept kowtowing to Yan Cheng, full of Body fat trembled.

"Yan Erye has a lot of people. I have no intention of colliding with you. Please spare the little one's life."

Yan Cheng endured the disgust in his heart and stopped looking at Huang Fugui. He put the lantern on the ground and swept his eyes sharply on him. , opened his mouth and asked, "You just said that Song Jinshu was touched by you?" I

didn't expect Yan Cheng to come here for this matter. Huang Fugui saw Song Jinshu being helped out of the front hall by Yan Cheng, and knew that the two of them were together. The relationship between them is not as incompatible as the rumors from outsiders.

On the contrary, after he said that, Yan Cheng came to him directly instead of quitting Song Jinshu, which proved that Song Jinshu had a great position in Yan Cheng's mind.

Huang Fugui didn't dare to hide it, and he didn't dare to add fuel to it, so he told Yan Cheng everything that happened when he was a child.

Looking at Yan Cheng's gradually cold face, Huang Fugui kowtowed a few more times.

"It's a villain, it's not right, I shouldn't tarnish the second lady with her beauty, I just ask the second master to let me live because I'm the cousin of the second lady's distant room. I promise that I will never step into Youdu Ban again. I won't appear in front of the second lady again."

Huang Fugui was really scared and cried so hard.

Yan Cheng stood at the door in disgust, his eyes darkened.

After a long while, he bent down to pick up the lantern from the ground and turned his back to Huang Fugui.

"Go to the housekeeper to get 20 money, leave Youdu immediately, and never appear in front of Jinshu."

He would never forget the panic in Jinshu's eyes when he saw Huang Fugui.

Just being a Huang Fugui made him so afraid, so what about himself who had hurt him so much? How did Song Jinshu survive the 20 years of marriage to him?

Yan Cheng didn't dare to think about it, the memory of the past was like a sharp blade, gouging out his heart bit by bit.

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In early May, Doctor Wang from the west of the city came to see Yan Chi as usual.

Yan Chi's health is not good, and he usually catches a cold with a little wind. The weather is getting warmer today, and the maid doesn't dare to put an ice basin in his room.

Fortunately, Yan Chi is not afraid of the heat, and does not find it difficult to endure every day.

Doctor Wang took Yan Chi's pulse. Yan Chi's body was seriously deficient. Taking medicine all the year round may not be able to cure the disease. On the contrary, after drinking too much medicine these years, his health is not as good as before.

Doctor Wang pierced Yan Chi's fingertip with a long needle. After a few seconds, he took the needle out. He looked at the grayish needle point and asked, "Eldest young master, have you been sweating at night lately?"

Yan Chi wiped his index finger with his thumb . The blood bead pierced by the needle, the slight tingling sensation made him frown slightly, and the dizziness gradually hit.

Song Jinshu, who was standing beside him, raised his head and stared at the two of them closely. He listened carefully to the conversation between the doctor and Yan Chi. Hearing this, he also turned to look at Yan Chi.

Seeing Song Jinshu's appearance, Yan Chi laughed out loud, and the stagnant air that had accumulated in the past few days was relieved.

"Occasional night sweats, but it's fine."

Dr. Wang pondered for a moment, then picked up a pen and wrote a prescription for Yan Chi.

"The eldest young master's body is not suitable for strong medicines. I will give you a few prescriptions to nourish the body and dispel the cold. You should take good care of your body."

After speaking, Doctor Wang looked up at Yan Chi's face again, and sighed. Tone: "Intercourse should be reduced as much as possible, young master remember not to be greedy."

Song Jinshu: "!?"

Intercourse?

Song Jinshu's eyes widened, why had he never heard that Yan Chi had a good partner.

Yan Chi was a little embarrassed by the doctor's words. He covered his mouth and coughed softly. The doctor understood and quickly got up to carry his luggage.

"The eldest young master has a good rest, and Wang will leave first. If you feel unwell, just send someone to the Chengxi Pharmacy to find me."

Yan Chi nodded, and Song Jinshu stood up and sent Doctor Wang to the door. I bumped into Yan Cheng walking in from outside the mansion with a horse.

Seeing him, Yan Cheng didn't know what to think, he grabbed Doctor Wang who was about to get into the carriage, and bowed first.

"I have to trouble Dr. Wang for some more time."

Dr. Wang looked sideways, and heard Yan Cheng continue: "My wife had some problems with her throat because of a high fever when she was a child, and now her speech is a little difficult. Doctor Wang, please help him to see, this disease can be cured. Can't be cured?"

He was surprised and looked at Song Jinshu who was standing beside him.

It was rumored in Youdu that Yan Cheng married a country mute. Originally, he wasn't mute, but he didn't speak well.

"Second master has been more polite, I'll take a look at the second lady."

Stuttering can't be cured, but Song Jinshu's situation is special. When he was a child, his throat that was burned by a high fever has never recovered, and stuttering is learned from others.

When Song Jinshu first married into Yan's mansion, he would also talk to the servants. It's a pity that Yan Cheng thought he was annoying and kicked him a few times to prevent him from speaking in front of him.

Over time, Song Jinshu really regarded himself as a mute.

Doctor Wang looked at Song Jinshu's throat, and took his pulse again, his expression a little heavy.

"The second lady's throat is an old disease, and now she will definitely not be able to return to its original state after treatment. I prescribed two doses of medicine to the lady, and the conversation is not smooth... The second master talks to his wife a lot on weekdays, and you can get better with practice."