Chapter 306: Chapter 300: Pooling Wisdom for Broader Perspectives_1 Chapter 306: Chapter 300: Pooling Wisdom for Broader Perspectives_1 “Really?” Dalang knew that Erlang was probably telling the truth, but he put on a doubtful expression on purpose, just to test Erlang and see if there was anything he didn’t know.
As soon as Erlang heard that Dalang still doubted him, he got sowhat flustered, “Of course, it’s true. I didn’t lie to you. While you and our eldest brother went into the mountains yesterday, I bought them from Granny Qian’s place. I bought ten in total. Normally, eggs cost four coins each at the market, but because I bought in bulk, and because it was from Granny Qian’s house, she only charged thirty-five coins. I even saved five coins compared to market prices, and the eggs are larger. It’s a really good deal. If you don’t believe , go and ask Granny Qian; see if I’m lying or not.”
“So, mistress did use her own savings to buy them. Not bad, you’ve grown up,” Dalang said as he patted Erlang on the shoulder, his smile aningful.
Dalang and Erlang were very careful with the jar, cheerfully entering Jimin Hall. Dr. Zheng had said their mother would wake up last night. Now that it wasn’t early anymore, their mother must be awake. The jar they were holding was still warm. Worried about spilling the soup inside, the brothers had taken turns holding it close on their way here, and now, it was the perfect ti to give it to their mother to drink.
When Dalang went inside, it was Zhao Erhu who opened the door. “Dad, has mom woken up? Erlang and I brought so soup for mom to drink. Mom said that pheasant soup is the most nourishing for the body. Erlang and I specially went into the mountains to catch the pheasants yesterday, and we prepared it using the thod mom taught us.”
“She hasn’t yet. Why did you two go into the mountains? It’s dangerous without soone accompanying you; don’t go again in the future,” Zhao Erhu said, his mind entirely on Lin Yue. Only when his sons ntioned their trip did he frown and admonish them a few words.
“Dad, rest assured, we didn’t go deep into the mountains, just to the place where we set traps before, not far from there. My brother and I are cautious; we won’t put ourselves in danger,” Erlang explained to reassure Zhao Erhu, noticing that Lin Yue was still lying in bed. He thought Lin Yue had woken up and then fallen asleep again. “Dad, when did mom fall asleep?”
“Your mom hasn’t woken up yet. The doctor said it might be due to her constitution, so she sleeps longer than other people,” Zhao Erhu explained with a worried look on his face. He didn’t hide anything from Dalang and Erlang, as both his sons were sensible. It was ti they should know about things that needn’t be kept from them. They should be worried about their mistress, who treated them as her own sons. If it hadn’t been for the excessive worry that drove her out of her senses, a clever woman like their mistress would have surely noticed sothing wrong. Letting them worry about the mistress was good for them.
Dalang and Erlang, realizing Lin Yue had not awoken at all until now, felt their earlier joy dissipate and, like Zhao Erhu, wore expressions of concern on their faces. At first glance, the father and sons indeed resembled one another.
“Dad, should mom still drink the soup? Mom said before that one can’t just sleep without eating; the body needs nourishnt. Even a healthy person can’t survive for several days without food. When you were unconscious before, mom would feed you several tis a day,” Dalang said, worried that Zhao Erhu didn’t rember, and he recounted the past to Zhao Erhu.
Zhao Erhu was moved and filled with even more guilt after hearing this. It was his fault for not taking good care of his wife, for knowing that soone bore ill will towards her and yet not being more cautious. If only he had been by her side at the ti, this would never have happened. Zhao Erhu’s guilt grew alongside his worry, and he increasingly took it upon himself. Nevertheless, he contemplated what Dalang and Erhu had said, and agreed that not eating was not an option.
“Where’s the soup you brought? Pour it into a bowl, and I’ll feed it to your mother.” Zhao Erhu thought perhaps Lin Yue was too weak to wake up from sleeping so long without food, so he hurriedly asked Dalang to bring the soup. He propped Lin Yue up against him and fed her the soup, one spoonful at a ti.
Fortunately, it seed that subconsciously his wife knew the soup was sothing good to drink, or perhaps it was the dutiful hearts of Dalang and his brothers that made feeding her the soup much easier than giving her the dicine. She would swallow on her own, unlike with the dicine – that had been a struggle. Barely would he get a spoonful in before she swallowed half and spat the rest back out, constantly soiling her clothes and the bedding with the dication. Every ti they had to prepare double the amount of dicine required, but eventually they got the hang of it. If it hadn’t been for Lin Yue indeed being in a deep sleep, Zhao Erhu might have suspected she was doing it on purpose.
“Dad, that’s wonderful, Mom drank all the soup. There’s still half a jar left, should I get so more?” Dalang and Erhu’s faces, previously filled with worry, brightened up seeing Lin Yue drink the soup they had brought. A hint of relief and a smile finally crept onto Zhao Erhu’s face; no matter the reason for his wife’s deep slumber, it was good that she could eat.
“No need, let’s leave it there for now. Drinking too much at once isn’t good either, we’ll save it for later. However, there’s only enough soup for one more ti; it won’t last for the entire day. Dalang, go to the market with Erhu and buy a pig’s trotter or a shoulder. We can borrow the kitchen at the pharmacy to make soup for your mother. If you can’t find a trotter or a shoulder, just buy so pig bones,” Zhao Erhu said as he handed Silver over to Dalang.
By the afternoon, Lin Yue had still not awakened, but there was no need for Zhao Erhu to call Dr. Zheng, for he had already co over to check on Lin Yue. After examining her thoroughly, Dr. Zheng still could not identify the issue. Though Zhao Erhu was grateful for Dr. Zheng’s care and quite familiar with him, which made so things difficult to say, in the end, his wife’s health was the priority. After a brief hesitation, he still spoke up.
“Dr. Zheng, if you truly can’t determine the cause, I would like to take my wife to see other doctors. I know your dical skills are the best in Xin’an City, otherwise, I wouldn’t have sought you out in the first place. But now, none of the thods seem to be working, and having more choices ans having more possibilities. Perhaps soone else might see sothing we missed, which could provide so hope. I can’t just let my wife remain in this unconscious state.”
Dr. Zheng was not narrow-minded and open to suggestions. Until Zhao Erhu ntioned it, he hadn’t considered other options. “Indeed, this is a good idea. Since your wife isn’t in a condition to travel much, I know most of the well-known doctors in Xin’an City, as they are my colleagues. I’ll send out invitations and ask them to co over so we can pool our knowledge and perhaps co up with a solution,” replied Dr. Zheng.
Without further ado, Dr. Zheng wrote the invitations and sent for assistance. Rembering that Young Master had written a letter a few days ago saying he was on his way to Xin’an City, Dr. Zheng sent an express letter to Jiang Ziqi. If no doctor in Xin’an City could cure Mrs. Lin, then they could only wait for the Young Master to arrive. Renowned for his dical expertise, the Young Master would surely determine what was wrong with Mrs. Lin.
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