Chapter 142 Of course, Head Shopkeeper Song could not be chased out .
And Miss Jun fixed her appearance after being stared down by Old Lady Fang . The servant girls were chased out of the courtyard . Everyone was straining their ears for sound of activity . "Young Lady and Young Master were fighting inside…" came Baishao’s voice from outside . Sitting to the side, Miss Jun was fixing her appearance when she smiled . "I cannot fight?" she asked . "Who fought with who, it’s obvious that Young Master was fighting with my young miss," Liu’er immediately leaped to her defence, pointing in an offended manner at the inner chamber . "The one who dared to do such a thing still has the gall to stop someone from talking . " "You cannot say that now . His body is unwell, we can’t take it slow," said Lady Fang from Fang Chengyu’s bedside . Miss Jun smiled . "This time you know his body is unwell? That he can’t be slow with what he does?" she said . "Yeah, sexual deviants like…" Liu’er began . Old Lady Fang slapped the table . "Shut up . Just shut up," she snapped . Liu’er curled her lips and stood behind Miss Jun . Lady Fang wiped away tears as she caressed Fang Chengyu, while Miss Jun picked up a cup of tea . Head Shopkeeper Song did not understand . "What did Chengyu do?" he couldn’t help but ask . "He didn’t do anything . " Lady Fang and Old Lady Fang spoke in sync, displaying their fabulous level of cooperation . Here were the 300 taels not buried here [1] . Head Shopkeeper Song frowned, then he heard a scoff from where Miss Jun and her servant were . He looked over there severely . "Leaving aside what happened, it couldn’t be that you don’t know that you and Chengyu are in the same boat, seeing as you’re his wife?" he began . "Why would you say such a thing?" Miss Jun smiled, giving him a look from below . The condescending look was very impolite . Head Shopkeeper Song’s expression grew ugly . Though he had heard tales of Jun Zhenzhen’s lack of propriety and aggressiveness, he had not come into direct contact with her . He now saw that the reputation did not surpass the truth . Really, he was blinded by her gentle and refined external appearance before . "You lower class person, wait your turn to lecture me," Miss Jun retorted . Of the four classes—scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants—the merchants were indeed the most lowly, but no one would directly call them out on it . He almost went mad from anger . "You!" he shouted, not knowing what to say . No wonder Old Lady Fang and Lady Fang did not guide this Miss Jun . Such a person was unteachable . All you could do was ignore . "Please, don’t be angry Second Uncle," Old Lady Fang said awkwardly, glaring at her . "Dispense with the impropriety . " "I didn’t hear about not being allowed to be rude . " Liu’er snorted at Head Shopkeeper Song . Miss Jun smiled but did not say anything, wearing an expression of ‘I won’t just go along with what you plan’ as she sipped her tea . Really, how unreasonable . Head Shopkeeper Song shook his sleeves and straightened up . "I will go see Chengyu," he said, walking into the inner room . Old Lady Fang did not stop him and followed after . "Second Uncle," said Lady Fang while wiping her tears and stepping out of the way . Head Shopkeeper Song was very serious in countenance, but a sliver of concern was in his eyes . He bent over Fang Chengyu . "Chengyu, Chengyu," he called softly . Fang Chengyu’s unnaturally pale face due to illness was slightly ashen . Not a single drop of color was left in his lips . His eyes were clenched tight . If it weren’t for the rise and fall of his chest, one might think him dead . When he heard a voice, his eyelids fluttered, but he had no strength to open them . Old Lady Fang could not help the strangled sob from where she stood behind Head Shopkeeper Song . She hurried to suppress it . Lady Fang was not stopping her sobs at all . "How would it become so serious all of a sudden? He looked very well when I saw him in January . " Head Shopkeeper Song looked at the sobbing mother- and daughter-in-law . "What happened exactly? I heard that he was abused by his wife, was it that?"
"It was nothing," Lady Fang choked out . "How could he have been abused?" Old Lady Fang said . "His mother and I have not died yet . " Head Shopkeeper Song did not speak but examined their faces . Lady Fang and Old Lady Fang’s sadness poured down in torrents . Old Lady Fang was also angry behind the sadness . Why was she angry? Head Shopkeeper Song frowned slightly . "What exactly happened?" he asked again . "Why did it become like this?" The mother- and daughter-in-law looked shifty again, vaguely saying that nothing had happened . Even an idiot could tell that something had happened .
Head Shopkeeper Song was going to ask something when a servant girl rushed in from the outside to report . "Imperial Physician Jiang has arrived . " So quick . Maybe he was waiting right outside . Zhenzhen had prepared according to Old Lady Fang’s predictions . The moment she had entered and seen Fang Chengyu, her heart had stopped beating in fright . Truly, it was much too life-like . If she had not known ahead of time, she really would not dare believe that this was something Jun Zhenzhen had done . Since Zhenzhen was prepared, she was not worried . To take it back a step, even if Imperial Physician Jiang could discern Fang Chengyu’s true condition, there would be nothing to fear . At worst, either the fish dies or the net breaks [2] . Anyway, she would never let go of the enemy . Old Lady Fang rubbed away her tears, spilling over with excitement . "Hurry up and invite him in," she said, and impatiently went out to greet him . Lady Fang had gone to receive him even before then .
Head Shopkeeper Song stopped with the questions . With the imperial physician here, the truth about what had happened to Fang Chengyu would become known to everyone . The servant girls hurriedly pulled back the curtains . Old Lady Fang and Lady Fang saw a fifty year old man walk in . He was vigorous in spirit and very proper-looking in appearance . He had a very tender atmosphere, making him very approachable . Lady Fang recognized this Imperial Physician Jiang . Years ago, she had personally gone to the capital on behalf of Chengyu’s illness . She had spent much to meet with this Imperial Physician Jiang . "Imperial Physician Jiang, please come and look at my son . " She couldn’t stop her tears and kneeled at his feet . Imperial Physician Jiang was obviously quite accustomed with being in such situations . He nimbly helped Lady Fang up . "Do not be anxious, I will take a look," he said kindly . There were many people surrounding the room . There were old servant women, the servant girls, as well as the recognizable old man, Head Shopkeeper Song . Because of his status as a medical professional, Imperial Physician Jiang ignored the patient’s family members . He stepped forward and felt a gaze fixed on him . He couldn’t help but follow it to see that in the hubbub of women, there was a young girl sitting at a small table next to the window . The girl had moved her eyes away, sipping tea . "Imperial Physician Jiang, please come in," Head Shopkeeper Song said . He tugged him by the arm, and also followed his line of sight . Everyone else was flustered or excited or worried . Just that woman was sitting to the side peacefully, like she didn’t care about what was happening . Really . . . Head Shopkeeper Song shook his head . Imperial Physician Jiang felt that it was somewhat strange, but not because of that girl’s attitude . He had seen many people’s responses in the face of death . He knew that people could not be judged by their appearance, that their true feelings were not always on the surface . He did not say that the reason he paid attention to that girl was because he felt that the looks he gave him were indescribably profound . "Please, come here," entreated Head Shopkeeper Song without sparing Jun Zhenzhen another glance . Imperial Physician Jiang went into the room without hesitating again . The servant girls had set up lanterns by Fang Chengyu’s bed . Without sparing a word on courtesy, the imperial physician directly sat down next to him and took his pulse . Everyone held in their breath . Old Lady Fang and Lady Fang and Head Shopkeeper Song nervously watched Imperial Physician Jiang’s expression . As for why they were nervous, it was different for each . Imperial Physician Jiang also remembered the Fang Family . At that time, he had not come to personally treat the illness himself . Now that he saw it for his own eyes, he could not help but sigh . Born to die . It was the most fitting description for this young man . He retracted his hand and stood up . "Young Master’s illness, you know it in your hearts and have come to accept," he said . At this, general unease filled the room . Miss Jun smiled . It seemed that Jiang Youshu was still inferior to Master . After Master passed away, she had returned to the capital . Although she had not met with him directly, she had heard people say that Jiang Youshu’s medical skills surpassed Master’s . Whether they surpassed them or not she did not care at all . Father was already dead . However, to actually get Jiang Youshu to come, the person behind all this really had some tricks up his sleeves . Miss Jun took another sip of tea . The other people were already getting panicky . "Doctor Jiang, what do you mean? Did something happen to Chengyu?" Head Shopkeeper Song asked nervously . "Of course something happened . Didn’t you know his body condition was extremely bad?" asked Doctor Jiang . Everyone knew this . "And now? He didn’t seem to be this bad the past few days," pressed Head Shopkeeper Song . Since he had brought Imperial Physician Jiang here, he had been acting almost as if he was someone from the Fang Family . Had this been before, even half a day before, this scene would have been seen as normal by Old Lady Fang . She would be moved by him even . But at this moment, bitter rancor churned in her heart . She couldn’t help but want to swallow down this person whole, so much so her eyes turned red . Since they were trying to cover up the state of Chengyu’s illness, she didn’t need to hide her sorrow, anger, hurt, and suffering . For this old woman, who had lost her husband, her son, and was about to lose her grandson, such a response was normal . Imperial Physician Jiang was looking at their expressions . "Right now, it’s even more terrible," he said with pity . "His meridians are clogged, his five viscera have suffered damage, shrivelled up . " [1] Here were the 300 taels not buried here: revealing what you intended to hide [2] Either the fish dies, or the net breaks: a life and death struggle
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