nucmednet Chapter 240 Yan'er, what do you think I should do?
Chapter 240 Yan'er, what do you think I should do?
General Cao and the imperial physician soon arrived at the general's mansion. Nanny Zhao was standing in front of Zhao Ting'er's yard, waiting eagerly. When she saw the two men coming, she hurried forward to greet them.
"This old servant greets the master and the imperial physician!"
"No need to be so polite. Madam Zhao, please take the imperial physician to see Madam."
Hearing what General Cao said, Nanny Zhao hurriedly stood up and led the way for the imperial physician. Soon, the three of them came in front of Zhao Ting'er.
Zhao Ting'er was sitting at the table in a purple dress, exuding a graceful and elegant temperament.
"Excuse me, Imperial Physician. I feel that I am fine, but my master is worried."
Zhao Ting'er said politely to the imperial physician.
"The old general and his wife have a deep love for each other. He cares so much about his wife. It's really enviable!"
The imperial physician had been in the palace for many years and often treated officials' families. He was very good at talking and could make Zhao Ting'er smile with just one word.
General Cao coughed lightly and urged the imperial physician to examine Zhao Ting'er quickly, and then the few of them stopped joking.
Zhao Ting'er stretched out her hand, and Nanny Zhao placed a handkerchief on her wrist, and the imperial physician began to take her pulse.
After examining Zhao Ting'er, the imperial physician stood up and said to General Cao, "General, Madam is fine. She just has some spleen and stomach problems and liver qi stagnation. I will prescribe some medicine to soothe the liver and relieve depression, and strengthen the spleen and stomach. Madam should make sure to keep a good mood on a daily basis!"
Hearing the imperial physician say this, Nanny Zhao, who was standing by, felt relieved. After the imperial physician wrote the prescription, she hurried downstairs to get the medicine and boil it.
"Madam, what happened to you? If you have any troubles, please tell me and I will handle it!"
After hearing what the imperial physician said, General Cao looked at Zhao Ting'er with pretended concern.
Thinking of what happened in the shop and the restaurant recently, Zhao Ting'er sighed secretly, but she was not going to tell General Cao about these things. As a caring wife, how could she let her husband worry about these trivial business matters!
So Zhao Ting'er smiled and said to General Cao: "Master, it's just some things in the shop. I can handle it. I will pay attention to rest in the future. Don't worry!"
Upon seeing this, General Cao did not ask any more questions. After saying something to Zhao Ting'er, he personally escorted the imperial physician out of the house.
Zhao Ting'er quickly stood up, thanked the imperial physician, and sent the two of them out of the yard.
"Imperial Physician, I am sorry to bother you today. This is a small gift from me. Please accept it!"
After General Cao sent the imperial physician to the carriage, he took out a stack of silver bills from his sleeve and stuffed them into his hand.
The imperial physician did not refuse. He bowed to General Cao, took the silver note, said goodbye to him, and asked the coachman to drive back to the palace.
After walking for a distance, the imperial physician lifted the curtain of the carriage window and secretly looked towards the general's mansion. He found that General Cao was still standing there. He lowered the curtain and breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn't expect that the old general, who has always been upright and generous, would use such means on his own wife. It seems that Mrs. Cao is not as dignified and harmless as she looks on the surface. She must have done something that the old general cannot tolerate, otherwise General Cao would never treat her like this!
If his diagnosis was correct, Madam Cao was poisoned. This poison was a secret medicine in the palace. As the toxin in the body increased, the poisoned person would become thinner and thinner until his internal organs failed and he died.
If he had not been by his master's side when he was treating a concubine many years ago and recognized this poison, he would not have been able to diagnose it today and would have simply thought that Madam Zhao's weight loss was caused by poor spleen and stomach.
Oh! When will he be able to retire and return home? When treating the concubines and officials, he might accidentally discover something dirty. The more he knows, the faster he will die. Who knows when he will be silenced!
The imperial physician returned to the palace sighing all the way, secretly planning his retirement.
General Cao stood at the gate of the general's mansion until he could no longer see the shadow of the imperial physician's carriage, then he turned around and went back to the mansion.
He had some supplements made and sent to Zhao Ting'er's hospital. He stayed with her for a while, watching her drink the medicine and lie down to rest, before he returned to the study in the front yard.
"Butler, go prepare some offerings and quietly place them in the carriage. Report back as soon as they are ready! Also prepare some precious supplements!"
General Cao stroked the ring on his hand and gave instructions. This ring was the first gift Yan'er gave him and he had never taken it off.
Once, Zhao Ting'er saw that he didn't take off his ring when taking a bath, so she asked him about it out of curiosity, but he fooled her.
When the old housekeeper saw the expression on his master's face, he knew who the master was going to see, and immediately went to prepare some fruits that his wife liked to eat during her lifetime, as well as candles, paper money and other items.
Quarter of an hour later, everything was ready. General Cao took the old butler with him, and the old butler drove towards the camp outside Beijing.
When he was halfway there, he turned his horse around and headed in another direction while no one was paying attention.
"Madam, I'm here to see you! Are you okay over there? Why don't you come to your husband in your dreams? Are you blaming me for not protecting our daughter?"
Half an hour later, General Cao sat in front of a tombstone. He placed various fruits and vegetables on the stone slab on the ground with his own hands, burning paper money and muttering to himself.
Ever since Fangruo got into trouble, he hasn’t dreamed of Yan’er again. Yan’er must be blaming him!
"Yan'er, don't worry. I will avenge our daughter soon. I will not let her die so comfortably. Before she dies, I will make her evil deeds public so that people can see what kind of vicious woman she is!"
General Cao stroked the tombstone with his hand, then touched an inconspicuous small tombstone next to it, his eyes full of pain and regret.
"Fang Ruo, it's all Daddy's fault. If Daddy hadn't married this woman, you wouldn't have been killed by her. Daddy is so sorry for you!"
Thinking about how his daughter's body was gone and she didn't even have a proper funeral, but was buried so hastily by him, General Cao, who usually seldom shed tears, now burst into tears.
He is not worthy of being her father!
Through his tearful eyes, he seemed to see again Fang Ruo standing timidly behind her son and looking at him. She was so well-behaved and kind. How desperate she must have been when she fell off the cliff!
Thinking of his eldest daughter falling off the cliff, General Cao couldn't help but think of his youngest daughter, Cao Fangqing.
"Yan'er, what do you think I should do with Fang Qing? I can do it to Zhao Ting'er without hesitation, but Fang Qing is also my daughter, I really can't do it. Yan'er, tell me, what should I do?"
General Cao looked at Zhao Yan'er's tombstone and murmured.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes of the burnt paper money flew in one direction along the wind.
The wind was really strange. General Cao followed the ashes floating in the sky and saw them blowing towards the Prime Minister's Mansion. His eyes lit up and he turned around to stare at the tombstone in front of him and said excitedly: "Yan'er, is that you? You appeared, right? You want to tell me about Fang Qing and let the Prime Minister's Mansion handle it, right?"
Another gust of wind blew, and it was very gentle, just surrounding General Cao, as if to comfort him.
After a while, calm returned to normal, as if the wind had never occurred.