Chapter 181: 181: We Yue Ning (1)_1
He patted Yixuan approvingly on the shoulder, "Not bad, not bad, your cooking skills have improved quite a bit."
The dish had it all: color, fragrance, and flavor, it was countless tis better than before.
Yixuan subconsciously looked towards Dong Huiying, "It’s all thanks to Baobao’s excellent guidance."
Usually, when Dong Huiying was at ho, she took on the task of preparing all three als a day. Yixuan often helped her out, and she didn’t keep her culinary secrets to herself. Over ti, Yixuan learned quite a bit, and his cooking skills greatly improved.
Shujun teased Yixuan with a glance. It seed that among the six brothers, the one whose senses were gradually changing wasn’t just himself and Yue Ning, but Yixuan as well.
Dong Huiying sweated through her clothes, which clung uncomfortably to her body. Catching sight of the freshly boiled hot water, she sprang up, "I’m going to take a bath first!"
"All right."
Yixuan brought over the soapberry liquid and a face towel, along with a set of clean clothes.
Dong Huiying’s eyes curved in a smile.
Indeed, Yixuan was the best!
...
When the three of them returned, the sickly Liang Shuyu was sleeping in the south room. His poor health made him prone to sleeping a lot; he spent less ti awake and more ti asleep during the day. Even though he was asleep, he was a light sleeper and would wake up at the slightest noise, just like now.
Hearing the lively noise outside, he slowly opened his eyes, then languidly put on a jacket and, with the aid of the wall, walked outside.
However, after just two steps, his form suddenly wavered.
"Clang——!"
Outside, the lively atmosphere instantly stiffened. Shujun reacted the fastest; he dashed into the south room.
"Baobao, co quickly!" he lifted the upper body of Liang Shuyu, shouting towards the outside of the room.
Dong Huiying also hurried in, and upon seeing Liang Shuyu’s pale and unconscious face, she imdiately checked his pulse.
That was critical, how could she have forgotten about this?
"Quick, lay him down," she heard footsteps behind her and saw the flustered Liang Yuening and the limping, panting Liang Yixuan approaching.
"Yixuan, in the brown bag there is a cloth roll, inside you’ll find acupuncture needles. I need to give Shuyu acupuncture, his pulse is abnormal!"
That day when Dong Huiying went to town, it was initially for Liang Shuyu. The family was running low on dicinal herbs, and Liang Shuyu’s illness required daily continuous dicinal baths for improvent. But after a series of events, she was delayed for quite so ti, which in turn postponed Liang Shuyu’s treatnt.
Shujun clenched his lips tightly; he picked up Shuyu in one go and placed him on the kang bed. Yixuan imdiately turned and dashed out to get the acupuncture needles, while Yuening stood frozen on the spot, his face deathly pale.
The sickly one’s body was full of acupuncture needles, Dong Huiying inserted them like a hedgehog.
A full two hours later.
Dong Huiying removed the acupuncture needles and wiped the sweat off with her sleeve again.
It was a false alarm, but she really had been scared just now. His body was too weak to handle strong dicine; they could only use gentle treatnts, which unfortunately took a very long ti to show any effects.
She knitted her brows tightly, her mind instantly flooded with countless prescriptions, but the herbs in them were hard to co by. So were priceless, and others were prohibitively expensive.
"Baobao, how is second brother?" Shujun looked at Dong Huiying hesitantly, his eyes filled with worry and fear, as if he was afraid to hear bad news.
"It’s okay, I’ve temporarily stabilized his condition for now."
It’s just, this was by no ans a long-term solution.
An idea flashed through her mind, and she suddenly said, "I just rembered, doesn’t soone owe
a hefty sum of silver?"
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