After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

"Yes! I will take the eldest son's pulse right now!"

The doctor knew that he had misunderstood, so he quickly picked up the consultation box and trotted forward to check Mr. Xiao's pulse.

Mingjia stood aside and looked at the doctor's face. After checking the pulse of his brother's hands, the doctor's brows almost knitted together.

"The Eldest Young Master's illness is very serious. I will give him a prescription to reduce the fever first!"

The doctor took his pulse and pondered for a moment before speaking. As he spoke, he took out a pen and ink from the box and prepared to write a prescription.

"Aman, wait for the pen and ink!"

Mingjia kept watching the doctor's movements and immediately called Aman over to help the doctor grind the ink.

Mingjia did not miss the embarrassment in the doctor's eyes just now, and even the hand writing the prescription paused several times. Mingjia prayed in her heart that Mr. Ye would come quickly.

The commotion in the Xiao family was quite big, and several families in the backyard heard that Ming Jun was ill, so they sent their servants to bring a lot of medicinal materials.

Yang Tingxuan sent the most and most expensive medicinal materials, and several of them were also symptomatic.

After the doctor's prescription was written, Mingjia just glanced at it briefly and had an idea in his mind.

[The dose of medicine written by the doctor is quite large. It seems that the dose was increased according to my brother’s condition! 】

"Aman, I have most of the medicinal materials in the prescription at home, and the remaining few have just been sent by Yang Zhizhou."

"Take the old doctor to look at the medicinal materials. If there is no problem, fry them immediately!"

"Yes! Second Young Master!"

Aman took the doctor down, and Mingjia returned to the bedside and found that her brother's temperature had risen again.

"Dad, why don't you continue to help my brother wipe his body!"

Ming Jia no longer wants to drive Xiao Qingshan out, at least he has saved one person.

The old doctor confirmed that the medicinal materials were well preserved and ready for use, so he took the medicine boy down to boil the medicine.

Xiao Qingshan and Ming Jia watched with their own eyes. Mingjun drank the whole bowl of soup, and his hanging heart finally settled down.

Xiao Qingshan is [Great! Just drink the medicine and you'll be fine! 】

Mingjia is [not bad, she can also vomit and swallow on her own! 】

After Mingjun finished drinking the medicine, Xiao Qingshan and Mingjia each found a place to sit down and rest. The old doctor also stayed to wait for Mingjun's fever to subside.

Aman kept feeding Mingjun some warm water, frequently changed the cool handkerchief on his forehead, and wiped his body with strong liquor.

The old doctor actually wanted to ask why he had to wipe his body with strong alcohol when he could just use a wet handkerchief!

Of course, the old doctor didn't think that the young master of the Tongzhi family was really wasting good wine, he just couldn't understand it.

After Mingjun drank the medicine, his fever did drop a bit for about half an hour, but before everyone could be happy, it started to heat up again.

Ye Liangsheng arrived just at this time!

"What medicine did you give Mingjun just now?"

Ye Liangsheng's tone did not change at all, and the expression on his face was the same as usual, which made Mingjia's heart drop a little.

Mingjia immediately handed over the prescription that he had prepared long ago.

The old doctor standing aside glanced sideways and hesitated several times to say something. Considering that Young Master Xiao had relapsed, he had no choice but to shut up.

"There's nothing wrong with the prescription. I'll write an emergency first and then change this one!"

Ye Liangsheng said as he got up and walked to the desk. Mingjia followed him and helped Ye Lao refine his ink.

Mingjia saw that Mr. Ye had written a prescription first and gave it to Chuanwu who came with him.

"Go and grab the medicine yourself, and then cook it according to the method I wrote! Go ahead!"

Chuanwu took the prescription from Mr. Ye and ran out of the yard.

Ye Liangsheng then picked up the previous prescription and rewritten it after careful consideration, adding two more medicines and increasing the dosage of some of them.

Mingjia looked on and realized that the old doctor still didn't give enough medicine!

"You should keep this prescription first, drink the medicine sent by Sichuan Wu first, and then drink this three hours later!"

Ye Liangsheng put down his writing brush, handed the written prescription to Ming Jia, and turned his attention to Ming Jun's bed.

"The method of wiping with strong alcohol is very effective. Let people continue to wipe Mingjun!"

"This is Mingjun's personal attendant. Come out and I have something to ask you!"

Ye Liangsheng took all the extra people out of Mingjun's bedroom, and even Xiao Qingshan was brought into the yard.

"Mingjia, if you stay in the bedroom, it will only prevent them from wiping your brother's body! Come out and listen!"

Mrs. Dong has been standing at the door of Mingjun's courtyard. She didn't know what was going on inside for a long time, but she could only worry.

Mingxi, a small person, stood beside her mother very obediently, waiting for the news with her.

Ming Jia just walked to the yard and saw two people, one big and one small, craning their necks to look into the yard.

"Mom, Mr. Ye checked my brother's pulse. Just drink the medicine and you'll be fine!"

Mingjia quickly spoke out to comfort Dong, and then looked down at Mingxi. Mingjia deliberately turned cold.

"Mingxi, why are you here!"

"Second brother, can the eldest brother take me to Zhuangzi to play?"

Mingxi's voice was waxy, with a little nasal sound, which made her look even more pitiful.

Mingjia found out that Mingxi was actually worried about her elder brother. Mingjia's heart suddenly softened, and she hurriedly knelt down and looked at Mingxi at eye level.

"Sorry Mingxi, we can't go to Zhuangzi today. The eldest brother and the second brother are both busy today. Can Mingxi take care of my mother?"

Mingjia did not dare to get too close to Mingxi. The two were separated by a distance. Mingjia looked at Mingxi's watery eyes and discussed with Mingxi in a very gentle tone.

"Yeah! Okay! I'll take care of my eldest brother and second brother!"

Ye Liangsheng and Xiao Qingshan were both standing in the middle of the yard. Aman knelt in the yard as soon as he left the house.

"Please convict me and my wife. It's Aman who failed to take good care of the eldest son!..."

"First tell me what's wrong with your young master's illness?"

Ye Liangsheng didn't want to waste time, so he directly interrupted Aman's apology.

In fact, Aman didn't know how Master Mingjun could become so ill all of a sudden.

Seeing the young boy kneeling there in a daze, Mr. Ye asked himself.

"How is your eldest son's health these years?"

"Okay! The eldest young master has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he rarely gets sick!"

"Then does he have an old disease? If you think about it carefully, it may be some minor problem!"

Ye Liangsheng's questions to Aman were all about Mingjun's physical condition, and it was rare for him to remind him patiently.

Aman thought for a moment and then spoke with some uncertainty.

"Mr. Ye, my eldest son always coughs when the cold wind blows in late autumn. Does this count?"

"Forget it! When did you get this disease?"

Aman's words could be heard both inside and outside the courtyard. Xiao Qingshan and Dong's faces were already ugly, and Mingjia's foreheads were also twisted together.

Aman may have to think about other things, but Aman doesn't need to think about this issue at all.

"In the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan, the eldest young master had a high fever in October. In the next few years, when the weather gets cold, the eldest young master will cough!"

"But it's not a heavy cough! It's very light!"