Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Before Qin Yu's doctor arrived, Lu Ci waited for Bianliang's reply, took care of his mother carefully, and sent additional staff to visit famous doctors.

Although it was to take care of him, he never stayed at the bedside all day with his clothes undressed, and even the number of times he actually stepped into his bedroom was very rare.

On the one hand, he is very clear that compared to the female envoys who have taken care of his mother for a long time, he is not as familiar and meticulous as them in doing everything by himself; It is impossible for him to accept his personal service even if he is far away.

The only time she agreed to sit closer to Lu Ci was when the weather was warm and sunny and she went to take a nap in the courtyard.

Because Lu Ci came back to his hometown suddenly, and there were very few people who knew about Lu's mother's real condition, so since Lu Ci returned to Mizhou City, he never went out and never welcomed any visitors.

Except for Zhong Yuan who came to report the progress every day and asked a few questions about it, there was no one else.

The news of the imperial doctor's arrival was soon known to Zhong Yuan.

When he first heard the news, he couldn't care less about the matter at hand, so he left it without even thinking about it, and ran all the way here.

When he came to Lu's house full of hope and out of breath, he saw that Qin Yuyi had finished his diagnosis and was talking to Lu Ci apologetically.

Looking at the expression on Qin Yuyi's face, Zhong Yuan has more or less guessed the result.

His heart sank suddenly.

...Still, can't it?

Lu Ci still smiled, nodded politely, and personally sent the imperial doctor out.

Zhong Yuan, who was standing outside the door waiting quietly, waited quietly for the doctor from the palace to leave in a car, and then strode forward, but when he was two steps away from Lu Ci, he subconsciously He stopped in his tracks: "You..."

Lu Ci, who was immersed in his own thoughts, raised his eyes when he heard the sound, his eyes were still gentle and clear: "Why is Brother Zhong here again?"

"No matter how many things are going on right now, they are nothing more important than you and our mother."

Zhong Yuan replied without thinking.

He didn't dare to ask about the results of the diagnosis and treatment, and couldn't think of any words of consolation. He racked his brains for a while, and finally choked out a few words: "...with you by my side, our mother is better than any panacea." It works."

This is also true: he saw with his own eyes that since Lu Ci came back, Lu's mother's spirit has become much better.

In the past, I had to lie down for half a month without any wind, but now I lie in the small pavilion basking in the sun every two or three days. I can stay awake for half a day, and I even got out of bed to walk a few steps the day before yesterday.

Lu Ci laughed uncontrollably and nodded, "Brother Zhong is absolutely right."

Since Zhong Yuan was a child, he couldn't read the true thoughts behind Lu Ci's smiling appearance, but he usually tossed and tossed from time to time in disbelief, but now even if he couldn't see the slightest sign that the other party needed to be comforted, he was still so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak Come.

"Hey, I won't delay your business. I'll come to see our mother at night after I finish my work for today."

Zhong Yuan was depressed and didn't have the mood to say anything else.

After watching him leave lazily, the corners of Lu Ci's lips that had been slightly curved were slowly lowered, and the bottom of his eyes was indifferent.

Zhong Yuan's guess is indeed correct.

Doctor Qin, who came from afar to see his mother, received an opinion that was not much different from that of other doctors who had asked questions before.

In the final analysis, the early years were too rough and overworked. Even if it has been greatly improved in the past ten years, the foundation has been harmed.

When he is not sick, he is healthy and strong, but once he gets sick, even if it is not terminally ill when it falls on someone else, it is as violent as a mountain when it falls on Lu's mother, and it is easy to get rid of it completely. If it is empty, the foundation is already very thin.

Compared with other helpless doctors, Qin Yuyi can be regarded as a little sure, but he only prescribed more nourishing prescriptions to prolong Lu's mother's lifespan by up to two months.

It's just that during this period, mother Lu is destined to gradually decline, and in the end she can't get up at all, can't wake up...

Lu Ci lowered his eyes, and returned to his mother's bedroom with a normal expression.

Just at this time, Mother Lu also woke up leisurely.

She was in a deep sleep, and she didn't know anything about the fact that the other party had an imperial doctor. She just subconsciously looked up, and saw the only son she cared about most quietly standing at the door, not approaching. She immediately felt relieved and suppressed her joy Said: "How long has Ci'er been standing there? I told you earlier, you don't have to come to see me all the time, I'm fine."

Lu Ci frowned, jokingly said: "I haven't seen my mother in the past few years, now I have to see more, and make up for what I didn't see before."

"You can talk."

Mother Lu pretended to be offended, sat up with the support of the female envoys, took the medicine bowl with slightly shaking hands, and drank it in one breath without frowning.

After drinking, the maids skillfully patted her chest to ease her breath.

She also closed her eyes and rested for a while, then rinsed her mouth to wash away the unbearable bitter taste in her mouth, then turned her head sideways, looked at Lu Ci who was still standing by the door, and tried hard to persuade him Said: "Look, I drank this medicine soup and slept enough, you can rest assured, go to business, don't keep looking at me."

Lu Ci nodded and left happily.

Lu's mother waited patiently for a long time, and her eyes kept looking in the direction of the door intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that there was no movement there, Lu Ci should be really busy with other things. She was completely relieved, sat up with force, and whispered: "Quickly put me in the bottom cabinet. Come."

The female envoys looked at each other helplessly, and persuaded in a low voice: "My lord ordered, you need to—"

"Don't let him know." Mother Lu said firmly, "Get it quickly."

The female envoys couldn't stop them, they could only do as they said.

Hidden in that small cabinet is a piece of fabric with extremely delicate patterns, soft and comfortable texture, most of which have already been sewn, and the rest only needs to be busy for a few more days to complete.

Mother Lu knew that her eyesight was becoming more and more difficult, and her body was always difficult to use. Not only did she have to move the fabric farther away to see clearly when she dropped the needle, but her fingers often trembled, making it easy to make mistakes.

Because she had to be careful, the progress of sewing was so slow.

While she was concentrating on her work, she completely ignored the reappearing figure at the door and the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Mother."

Lu Ci sighed helplessly, and sat down on the wooden chair beside the bed: "Didn't you agree to rest in peace?"

Lu's mother froze and remained motionless for a while at a loss, before putting down her sewing in embarrassment: "I'm just idle..."

"If you want, I can accompany you to sit in the pavilion, or take a car with you to go around the streets outside," Lu Ci persuaded softly, "Sewing is too taxing for the eyes, and it's not good for the body. .”

Mother Lu was silent for a moment, but she didn't want to let Lu Ci take the material from her hand.

Lu Ci leaned over slightly and asked, "Mother?"

"I know what Ci'er said is true," Mother Lu took a deep breath, and spoke calmly, but could not suppress the choking in her voice: "It's just, if you don't tell me what's wrong with my body, how can I still say it myself?" Don't you know?"

When she first learned that the diagnosis and treatment of this disease were not good, and that she was dying soon, she was completely unacceptable.

Although Lu Ci was brought up by her with painstaking efforts on the surface, but since Ci'er became aware of the matter, the person who was really taken care of was her mother.

Since she resigned from the high school entrance examination for pediatrics, she was famous for a while, and then she has been on the rise step by step, and she can't give the slightest help.

The only thing she can do is not to cause trouble, take good care of Mizhou's family, and then try her best to open some bedding and save some money for Ci'er.

Although Ci'er is still unmarried, she often hears that there are high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen who have caught their son-in-law.

It's just that in her heart, rather than let Ci'er marry a noble daughter who is in his future and has a powerful Yue family, she would rather look at Ci'er who is always bustling around but very cold in her heart and find a real favorite. The girl is no longer a seemingly free and easy solitary person.

Because of this, she didn't want to rashly intervene in Lu Ci's marriage, but only waited with implicit anticipation, waiting for the appearance of such a clever, considerate girl who Ci'er loved.

It's just that year after year passed, and before she could see the happy day, her body couldn't hold it anymore.

Why so fast...

She always thought that she still had a long time to live, but she forgot that to have Ci'er at her knees would have exhausted all her luck in this life.

"You definitely haven't forgotten," Mother Lu suppressed her tears, forced a smile, and said reminiscingly: "Since you were young, every New Year's Day, I have sewed a new dress for you, and I watched you wear it happily." On, over the years, there have been many times."

Even when her family was the poorest, she gritted her teeth with the little extra money she had saved so hard, insisted on buying some affordable clothing materials, sewed a new suit for Lu Ci, and wore them neatly and beautifully.

There are many people in the world who first respect shirts and then others. If they wear tattered clothes, they will always be ridiculed.

In this way, Ci'er will not be easily looked down upon.

Her Ci'er, even though she lost her father's love and help from her mother's family since she was a child, she had to follow her to Mizhou.

But she understood things early on. Not only was she born extremely beautiful, but she also smiled at people in a cute and lovable manner, helping her with her ups and downs.

Later on, he showed his cleverness and ability, and he never needed her to worry about it, and he helped her everywhere.

"Mother treats me so well," Lu Ci hugged her gently, and said in a low voice, "I remember it all."

How could he forget it.

No matter how cold the winter was, she would always secretly pick up the odd job of washing clothes, and do it when he was not at home. Even though her fingers were red and sore from the cold, she still smiled.

Just to be able to save some money after meeting the daily expenses, to make good clothes for him, and to buy some good paper and pens.

Children from other families wear old clothes and old shoes because their parents want to grow up fast.

The only difference is that he always has an enviable and beautiful new clothes.

On the contrary, her body is always just a dusty set.

It wasn't until he was a little older and able to provide a little income for the family that she occasionally added a suit to herself.

The smile on Lu's mother's face became brighter and brighter, her eyelids trembling uncontrollably: "It's just that I'm a little slow to go back this time, and I can't make it for you before the holiday, just, just..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't suppress the pain overflowing in her heart.

Tears gushed out uncontrollably, she curled up her upper body in embarrassment, clutching the material tightly in her hands, crying bitterly, "No matter how late it is, let me finish it!"

How could she not understand.

No matter what happens in the future, this will be...the last clothes she can make for her most beloved only son.