[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

Jia Yucun angrily came to the East Chamber. Fan Jiaoxing had already washed her hands and rinsed her mouth. She was lying on the couch with a thin quilt on her body.

Jia Yucun's footsteps were heavy, and before Fan Jiaoxing could react, he pushed open the door of the east chamber, walked up to Fan Jiaoxing aggressively, and asked coldly.

"Did I ever tell you, don't promise others to do things behind my back? How do you know what kind of heart they have?"

Fan Jiaoxing froze with fright, her face turned pale.

It's over, the master must know about the medical center.

Fan Jiaoxing hurriedly got off the couch, she didn't have time to put on her shoes, so she just stood on the ground with only her socks on, trying to explain herself: "Master, listen to me, they are doing serious business, opening a medical clinic. What we need to do is just borrow the name of the master, not to mention it will be more convenient for the family to hire a doctor in the future, and even the money for taking medicine will be saved."

"Who are you cursing? Who wants to take medicine?" Jia Yucun couldn't believe that she was so confused, and her voice became colder and colder, "They just lied to an ignorant woman like you. Will there be fewer things to pick up?"

Fan Jiaoxing was trembling, but she still managed to speak in a low voice: "Healing diseases and saving lives is a good deed to do good deeds, what can happen?"

Jia Yucun's feelings at the moment are unprecedented.

He knew that her vision was not high and she didn't know much, but he still decided to marry her as his stepmother, one is to repay his kindness, and the other is that his own mother was also born as a girl, and there is nothing to be taboo about this status.

In the past, Fan Jiaoxing was quite docile, coupled with Mrs. Song who was a good example of obeying her son, the back house was very stable, no matter how big or small, women would not dare to make decisions behind his back.

Unexpectedly, before Fan Dingzhu's identity was found out, under the instigation of this man, she dared to make her own decision without telling him.

Jia Yucun took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and looked at Fan Jiaoxing coldly: "How much do you know about the outside world? Is the medical center clean? Can you guarantee that the medicine they sell will not Taking the fake as the real thing, substituting the inferior one for the better, affecting the efficacy of the medicine, delaying the treatment, and then using my name to oppress people when it is no longer possible? Doesn’t this mean that I am oppressing the people?”

Fan Jiaoxing was dumbfounded.

Of course she has heard of such things as counterfeit medicines, and she has followed others to scold these unscrupulous profiteers angrily.But, that man is a genius doctor, how could a genius doctor do such a wicked thing?

"He...my brother said he is a genius doctor..." Fan Jiaoxing lost her confidence, her lips trembling.

Jia Yucun was afraid that he would yell at him, so he quickly took a deep breath to restrain his anger.He closed his eyes and opened them again: "During this period of time, you are not allowed to go anywhere, and don't see anyone for the time being. You should reflect in the room."

After speaking, he shook his sleeves and strode away.

Fan Jiaoxing's body went limp and she collapsed on the ground.

The master had never cared about the women in the backyard before, and naturally he had never punished them, so he was truly cold-hearted.

His heart is always on the big things outside, as long as the women in the backyard are sensible and obedient, he will take good care of them, as long as they don't cause trouble.

Fan Jiaoxing never expected that she would become No.1 in the backyard—the first person to be punished by the master.

The old man who used to scold women even scolded her, actually punished her and grounded her. Fan Jiaoxing only felt a fire burning in her chest, burning her insides.

With a sound of "Wow", Fan Jiaoxing spat out a mouthful of blood, it was black and black, contrasting with her snow-white complexion, showing a different kind of sadness.

Spitting out this mouthful of blood seemed to press a certain switch in her stomach, and the food that she ate for dinner spit out from her mouth one after another.

Qiuyue was originally standing outside the house, and vaguely heard the master scolding his wife inside, she was so frightened that she was still in shock.

There were bursts of vomiting in the room, and Qiuyue ran in quickly. When she saw it, there was a big puddle in front of the lady. The color was indescribable, and the smell was sour and smelly.

She hurriedly helped Fan Jiaoxing up, calling Hong Ling and the little girl to come in and help.

Hong Ling quickly washed Fan Jiaoxing's mouth with tea, and then fetched water to help her wash her face. The little girl looked at it, brought a broom and a dustpan, and swept away all the dirt on the ground.

Fan Jiaoxing's legs were weak, her eyes were half-closed, and she was helped by the maids to lie on the bed. She felt that her heart was still burning, and she struggled to order Qiuyue to pour her a cup of herbal tea.

Jia Yucun left the East Wing and went to the study, and called the senior executive: "Send someone to watch Young Master Fan, and not allow him to go out again."

"Yes." The executive agreed.

After giving the order, Jia Yucun thought about it, and guessed that this was probably the handwriting of the second prince. He was cautious in doing things, and they had no gaps to find, so he made a decision from the woman in the back house.

Fortunately, it was discovered early. If Fan Jiaoxing really did it, the people under the second prince could find any excuses and use this medical center to cause a lot of trouble for themselves, and even become a handle. .

The son has not yet greeted her when she came back today, Mrs. Song has been thinking about it, and sent Yuxi out to inquire from time to time.

As the eldest girl next to the old lady with the highest status in the backyard, Yuxi naturally has a high reputation among the servants. If she wants to inquire about anything, she can do it easily.

When Mrs. Song heard Yuxi say that the master and his wife had lost their temper, she couldn't sit still any longer, and hurried to the East Chamber, holding Yuhuan's hand.

The dirt had been swept away, the room was lit with incense, and the windows were opened for ventilation. The old lady didn't notice anything unusual after entering. She asked Hong Ling with a straight face, "Where's your wife?"

Hong Ling: "Lie in the room."

"Hmph." The old lady snorted coldly, and walked over the girl to the room.

Fan Jiaoxing just drank two cups of herbal tea, slightly relieving the burning sensation in her heart, and was lying weakly on the bed with her eyes closed.

The old lady went straight to the bed and stared at Fan Jiaoxing twice.

Fan Jiaoxing's complexion was ugly, pale and pale, the old lady didn't think deeply, because she usually likes to wear thick and heavy powder, so it's not much different from her current appearance.

"Why did you provoke your master?"

When Fan Jiaoxing heard the old lady's voice, she quickly opened her eyes and struggled to get up: "Mother..."

Qiuyue stepped forward to help, Fan Jiaoxing wanted to get out of bed to salute the old lady, although the old lady was angry, but seeing how powerless she was in her actions, even if she suspected that she was faking, she couldn't remain indifferent.

"You lie down, I will ask, you can answer."

Qiuyue quickly supported Fan Jiaoxing and sat on the bed, the corners of Fan Jiaoxing's mouth cracked, and she seemed to be crying and smiling: "What do you want to ask?"

The old lady tightly frowned with a pair of eyebrows that were getting thinner due to getting older: "Your master is working so hard, we can't help it, how can we make him angry? You are a wife, you should be careful when you get home Serving, the man is comfortable at home, and he will be more energetic when he goes out to do things."

Fan Jiaoxing was sternly criticized by the old lady. She felt bitter, but she couldn't say a word.

Mrs. Song stared at her straightly: "What is your master losing his temper for?"

"I...it's nothing..." Fan Jiaoxing hesitated, not daring to tell the truth.

"Hey! You really don't live up to it!" Mrs. Song said that she had judged others with a look of hatred on her face, "I always say that you always think too much, and you always suspect that others are saying bad things about you behind your back. As long as you Standing upright, what's wrong with being a girl? Didn't I make it through this step by step? You are much stronger than me back then."

The old lady was not mean, first she scolded Fan Jiaoxing, seeing her weak and pitiful appearance, she couldn't help but want to enlighten her.

It was originally a good intention, but it had the opposite effect on Fan Jiaoxing.

All her life, what she was most afraid of was that others would talk about her background, even if the old lady even talked about it herself, this did not make Fan Jiaoxing feel honored.

She hid it and didn't allow the girl beside her to mention a word about her past. She didn't want the old lady to tear it open in front of her face. Fan Jiaoxing only felt a sweetness in her throat, as if something was about to come out.

She thought she wanted to vomit again, and she swallowed it hard, fearing to spoil the eyes of the old lady.

"That's all right, all right, since the master said you are not allowed to go out, then you should stay indoors. It's cold outside anyway, so going out is meaningless." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Song waved her hand and left with a sigh.

As soon as the old lady left, Fan Jiaoxing couldn't hold on any longer, and fell limply on the bed, without even a trace of strength in her body.

The next day, Fan Jiaoxing suddenly felt hot and her forehead was hot. Qiuyue was about to die of fright, so she sent someone to inform the old lady and the master, and went to the front yard to report to the senior management in person.

The senior executives didn't dare to delay, and quickly sent someone out to ask for a doctor.

Yinger and Hongjin heard about what happened in the East Wing last night. Before they could tell Baochai, Jia Yucun came to the West Wing to spend the night.

Baochai and Jia Yucun had just finished washing, when Hongling trotted in, her face full of anxiety: "My lord, Madam is sick, and her whole body is burning badly, the senior executive has already sent someone to call for a doctor, please go over and have a look. "

"Sister is sick?" Baochai hurriedly dragged Jia Yucun out, "Go and see."

When they came to the East Chamber, Fan Jiaoxing was already burned to the point where no one knew what was going on. Baochai and Jia Yucun were both startled.

There are no good antipyretics these days. If you burn your brain or infect your lungs, it will be a big trouble. Baochai tried it on Fan Jiaoxing's forehead, and called Qiuyue: "Go and get a basin of warm water for my sister." Wipe yourself. It would be even better if there is wine, this cools down quickly."

Qiuyue didn't move. She only knew that warm water could be used to wipe her body, but she had never heard of wine being used.

Jia Yucun couldn't wait, and said loudly, "Hurry up!"

Since the master said yes, then of course it is possible. After all, the master has the best knowledge, so Qiuyue hurried to go.

When the preparations are ready, Fan Jiaoxing's clothes will be untied. Jia Yucun hides outside and waits. Baochai stands in front of the bed and directs the maids to wipe Fan Jiaoxing's body to reduce the fever.

The old lady rushed over at this moment, and seeing her son sitting outside, she asked, "What's going on inside? You sit here, I'll go in and have a look."

As soon as she entered, she saw Baochai with her big belly, and the old lady Song's face changed with fright: "Baochai, come out quickly! It's fine to have the maids take care of you. What should I do when I'm sick? ?”