A lunch meal is very interesting, and some small jokes that Jia Cong says seriously can often make the three people on the opposite side laugh.
Originally, only Daiyu and Zijuan could laugh, but when Jia Cong said lightly that his brother Jia was more generous than Daiyu, asked the host to invite a three-penny candy man, and bit off most of the remaining sugar man feet to him, even Aunt Yue couldn't help laughing and crying.
Naturally, it also caused Daiyu Jiao to be disgusted again and again.
Maybe laughter can make a meal, today's lunch, Daiyu ate half a bowl more than before, and her face was a little more rosy.
When the maids and mothers-in-law cleaned up the dinner table and served tea after dinner, Daiyu saw that Jia Cong still had a lot of tiredness on her face, so she kindly persuaded her: "Third brother, you go and rest again." ” Jia Cong was about to say that he couldn't sleep immediately after eating, but he saw a middle-aged mother-in-law hurriedly come in and reported: "Girl, aunt, the second master of the Jia family is back, let me invite you over." ” Hearing the news, Daiyu and Aunt Yue stood up immediately, their faces full of nervous expectation and fear.
For a while, the previous relaxed and joyful lunch time seemed to be just a dream.
Now, I suddenly woke up from a dream and returned to the cold world.
Daiyu's face was pale, and her eyes were frightened and helpless.
Although she has not met Lin Ruhai for five or six years since her mother Jia Min passed away, the appearance in her memory has been blurred.
Naturally, there is not much deep father-daughter relationship.
However, no matter what, Lin Ruhai is her father and her last closest relative in the world.
Now that the time has come to determine his life and death, how can she not be afraid, not afraid and not nervous It's just that when encountering such a big event, it's useless to be afraid Seeing that Daiyu and Aunt Yue were nervous, Daiyu wept again, but there was no substantive reaction, Jia Cong got up and asked, "Mama, did my second brother come back alone?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged grandmother hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the third master, the second master Jia came back with a carriage, and he didn't go there."
Although this mother-in-law had never seen Jia Cong before, the recent sudden bad luck of the Lin family's father and son, who were about to join the Lin family, still caused an uproar in the Lin family.
The protagonist will naturally not be ignored, and at this moment, Jia Cong's identity will not be known.
Hearing the words of the middle-aged mother-in-law, Jia Cong said to Daiyu: "Congratulations to Sister Lin, it seems that the luck is good, that Mr.
Zhang Youshi Zhang is at home."
Daiyu, who was nervous and scared, was full of chaos when she heard this, and only understood after being stunned, but then she was excited and didn't know what to do Jia Cong smiled dumbly when he saw it, walked up to her, and said, "Stupid, hurry up and wait for the good news from the uncle in the main house."
Daiyu woke up again, her pretty face was crimson with shame, and she couldn't care about this, so she took Zijuan with her and rushed to the main room with Aunt Yue.
She didn't see how regretful Jia Cong's eyes were behind her.
When Lin Ruhai was sick, he was rotten to the inside of his lungs, which was much more serious than the collapse of the Martial King's muscle trauma.
If Jia Cong lets go of the means to come to the doctor, opens the cavity and drains pus, and then relies on the miraculous effect of Penicillium, he may be able to recover it by using several courses of treatment to reduce inflammation.
But if it is like that, not only will his hole cards be leaked, but it will even be reminiscent of the reason why King Wu inexplicably survived This kind of risk is too great, not to mention that he won't take the initiative, even if Daiyu knows that he has this means to beg him, he won't agree.
Lin Ruhai is the confidant minister of Emperor Chongkang, a serious protégé of the Son of Heaven, Tanhualang, and also an important minister of the New Party who is valued by Ning Zechen and his group.
What a noble weight Such a person, even if he is rescued, will never be at his mercy.
If you think that with the grace of saving your life, you can make people bow their heads and worship, then the most powerful person in the world is not Lang Zhong Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, Jia Cong finally chose not to make a move.
The best he can do is to find a doctor and try to continue Lin Ruhai's life.
In terms of prolonging life and alleviating the disease, Western medicine is still not as good as traditional Chinese medicine.
Jia Cong hopes that Zhang Youshi can let Lin Ruhai live for another half a year.
Not only for Lin Daiyu, but also for his current interests "I haven't seen you for a year, but now I see that the old gentleman is still in good health, which is gratifying."
In the main hall, Jia Cong said to Zhang Youshi with an indifferent face.
Zhang Youshi is only a white man after all, as far as etiquette is concerned, Jia Cong can do this step and bow first, which is already a corporal of etiquette.
Zhang Youshi was indeed very moved, and he bowed down and said, "Uncle Lao is worried, and the little old man is honored." ” It was reasonable for him to return the salute, but Daiyu, who was hiding behind the screen, was disappointed.
She originally thought that this old Mr.
Zhang Youshi, who was said by Jia Cong to be extremely clever, would be a master of the world, and he would be a prince in white clothes.
How can it be so humble It's not that the level is not good She didn't know that if Zhang Youshi was alone, he might really be able to be a prince in white.
But he still has heirs, and the last time he entered Beijing, he was invited to treat Jia for pardon, so he went to donate officials to his son.
A person with concern cannot become a master in the world.
Jia Cong asked some about Zhang Youshi's son, what officials he donated, where he took office, etc.
Although he didn't promise what kind of care he would take in the future, Zhang Youshi was about to become a fine man after living all his life, how could he not understand what Jia Cong meant I am more and more grateful.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost lively, Jia Congfang said his original intention: "The old gentleman is so old, and Mr.
Labor is here, it really shouldn't be."
It's just that the adults in my family are seriously ill, and it is useless to ask ordinary famous doctors.
That's why I have to be cheeky and tired, Mr.
This is why I have to go through this."
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With the previous warm-up, Zhang Youshi was troublesome, and said busily: "It is also a blessing that the little old man's meager skills can be remembered by the uncle, but I am afraid that the little old man's medical skills are not good."
Jia Cong smiled slightly and said, "Let's take a look first, whether it succeeds or not, I will honor the Jia family of Rongguo, and I will remember the old gentleman's favor." ” Ooh Zhang Youshi was so happy when he heard that his white beard was cocked, this is a great favor For the top elites, the Rongguo Jia family has indeed been declining over the years.
But there are a few people in this world who can stand in that circle In the whole world, the vast majority of people are outside that circle, and in the eyes of these people, the dignified Rongguo Mansion is definitely a top wealthy family.
This is also the case, at least if the Jia family wants to run an official, it is not very difficult.
In the Dream of Red Mansions, didn't Lai Shangrong, the grandson of Mama Lai, donate to the official and make up for the shortage because he begged the Jia family So this promise carries a lot of weight.
Zhang Youshi didn't say much, followed Jia Cong into the house, and treated Lin Ruhai.
Behind the screen, Daiyu was already in tears "Go out first, and wait at the door."
After entering the inner room, Jia Cong asked the grandmother and maid who were waiting inside to leave first, and an aunt who had served inside before also avoided it early.
After everyone went out, Zhang Youshi didn't say much, walked straight to the edge of the bed and sat down, and took out Lin Ruhai's thin arm from the quilt to check the pulse.
Jia Cong clasped his hands to his chest and waited quietly.
Seeing that the color on the bed had turned gray and ruined, Lin Ruhai, who was angry, couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
Will it be too late For Jia Cong, Lin Ruhai's life, even if he is unconscious, has great benefits.
In Jiangnan, the salt administration is like a big net, which can involve all aspects of the forces together.
Jia Cong needs to use this net to act, and with this relationship, many things will be too convenient for him in the future.
If Lin Ruhai dies at this moment Many things are going to be troublesome, and of course, it's just trouble.
"Uncle, I can see the pulse of Lord Lin: the left inch sinks, the left pass sinks, the right inch is thin and weak, and the right pass needs but has no god.
Those who sink in the left inch are weak in the heart and start a fire, and those who are submerged in the left guan are the stagnation of liver qi and blood loss.
Those who are thin and weak in the right inch are too weak in the qi of the lungs, and those who need the right side and have no gods, but the spleen and soil are restrained by the liver.
The most serious thing is that the lungs have been blunt wounded, and they have not healed and festered into poisonous sores so far, the medicine is difficult to treat, and the gods are difficult to save.
The little old man is very ashamed."
After a pillar of incense, Zhang Youshi said to Jia Cong with a shameful face.
When Jia Cong heard this, his expressionless appearance made Zhang Youshi a little apprehensive, but fortunately, it didn't take long for him to ask: "Old man, how much time does my uncle have left?"
Zhang Youshi thought about it, sighed and said: "If there is no little old man to make a move, it will be tomorrow today at the latest." ” Jia Cong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "What if an old gentleman makes a move?"
When Zhang Youshi heard this, his old face turned red and said, "It should be able to be delayed until the day after tomorrow." ” Jia Cong: "" Zhang Youshi Xu also felt that it was not appropriate, and he was a little tricky, so he hurriedly remedied: "Uncle, what Xiao Lao'er means is that he can make Lord Lin sober up, and then live until the day after tomorrow, and he can also explain the future."
If Xiao Lao'er doesn't make a move, Lord Lin won't wake up within two days, so he will go directly. ” "Oh" Jia Cong bowed his head and said, "That's really extraordinary."
However, he still sighed regretfully: "Three days is too short, and our juniors can't accompany us for a long time to fulfill our filial piety, and my heart is really uneasy."
If it can be longer, even if it is only half a month", he said, looking at Zhang Youshi with straight eyes.
Seeing this, Zhang Youshi hesitated for a long time, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle, the reason why Xiao Lao'er can let Lord Lin live soberly for another three days is that he plans to use golden needles to puncture the acupoints and force out all the remaining strength in his heart, so that Lord Lin can hold on for another three days."
But in this way, it completely cut off the vitality of Lord Lin.
Lord Lin's lungs and intestines will be swirled and enter the heart with the meridians, and in the end, it will be difficult for the Daluo Immortal to be treated.
However, if the little old man seals Lord Lin's heart with a golden needle and prevents the poison from flowing into his lungs, then Lord Lin can actually live for a long time, but" Jia Cong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "It's just what?"
Zhang Youshi said ashamedly: "In fact, sealing the heart is a technique of fake death, which has nothing to do with curing diseases and saving people, and it is not the right way."
After this operation, the patient does not seem to be dead, but it can no longer be regarded as a living person, and it should be called a living dead.
I have been asleep all the time, even if I burn it with the ten fingers of the needle cone, I don't feel a trace of it.
It's actually better to be born like this."
Before Zhang Youshi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jia Cong: "In this way, my uncle can't feel the pain of injury."
Zhang Youshi was stunned when he heard this, nodded subconsciously, and said, "Naturally can't, what about the dead?"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and Jia Cong asked, "If I do this technique, how long will my uncle live?"
Zhang Youshi looked at Jia Cong's expressionless complexion, and those dark eyes, and felt a faint chill in his heart, he said: "If this is the case, at the shortest Lord Lin can live for three months, if there are ginseng, cordyceps and other great supplements constantly, and someone takes care of them carefully, and often serves and cleans, it is not impossible to maintain it for another year and a half, or even longer, but" It's just that this kind of living dead, does it make sense?
Jia Cong didn't listen to Zhang Youshi's "just", he turned his head to look at Lin Ruhai who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the bed, and there was a faint sense of shame in his eyes, but it was also fleeting.
If he hadn't invited Zhang Youshi to come, Lin Ruhai would have died completely in these two days, and he would not have woken up.
Now, it's a different way.
Besides, even if he comes to his senses, I'm afraid that he will ask Jia Cong to let Lin Yuan go, to give him a pot and be a filial son, not a lonely ghost.
And what good is it?
So, please continue to "live" my aunt :