Chapter 9: Old illness

But Du Xuechun ignored it, just gritted his teeth secretly and said softly, "Grandma, it's okay, don't worry..."
After saying this, Du Xuechun resisted the pain in his hand and pierced the silver needle into the old lady's earlobe. Two drops of blood immediately overflowed along the wound pierced by the silver needle.
Hearing Du Xuechun's comforting words, coupled with the bloodletting treatment, the old lady gradually calmed down, and her tremor suddenly became much smaller.
Seeing that the state had eased, Du Xuechun was slightly relieved, but the foam in the old lady's mouth could not be stopped. Du Xuechun's eyes narrowed, and the old lady's dry hand was tightly gripped, and the needle dropped.
The silver needles fell into the acupuncture points on the whole body of the old lady without any difference, every silver needle fell, and the old lady groaned in pain, but after a while, the old lady stopped shaking. The breathing gradually returned to normal.
The muscles that had been tightened due to tension and twitches slowly relaxed, and Du Xuechun was completely relieved. Fortunately, he came in time, and then Du Xuechun cleaned up the dirt in the old lady's mouth one by one.
"Mingying, support the old lady on the bed." Du Xuechun was also relieved after taking the pulse for the old lady. Originally, she wanted to use her strength, but found that her hands were already dripping with blood, and her hands were bloody.
Mingying nodded and helped the old lady onto the bed.
Du Xuechun looked at the old lady's face, and was also plunged into memories.
It was also the same day in the previous life. The old lady did not find out in time because of the onset of this disease, which led to paralysis for life and never got out of bed.
Without the restraint of the old lady, Song Qingyu's control over the power of the family has become more and more intense, and in the end he was completely unscrupulous. Although the old lady in the previous life had never been close to her, she never treated her ill.
I didn't know how to heal in my previous life, and by chance in this life, I can worship the poisonous mother-in-law. Naturally, I can't waste my medical skills and poison. Therefore, when she was studying medicine, she was also very careful, memorizing all the medical books back and forth, no one in the world could have imagined that the only lady who was only in the beginning had such a superb medical skill.
Since her rebirth, she has been thinking about how to contain Song Qingyu. Today, she finally waited for this opportunity. The pinnacle of Song Qingyu's previous life was when the old lady couldn't handle things. In this life, her medical skills and poison skills will become her most advantageous weapon! When I see Feng Xuanming, his past and present lives will be paid for by blood!
"Miss, your hand..." Mingying looked at Du Xuechun's hands with worry in her eyes. Du Xuechun's eyes were empty now, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but she was expressionless from here. The faint murderous aura revealed on the face made Mingying feel a little embarrassed, and the young lady really changed.
Only then did Du Xuechun hurriedly recovered from his memories, looking at the wound on his hand, this pain, compared to the previous life, what is it to be considered?
Looking out the window, the servants are also coming. Du Xuechun covered the wound on her hand with a handkerchief and hurriedly left.
The guards on patrol were walking towards this side slowly carrying the lantern.
The door of the old lady opened wide, and the guard felt strange. He leaned forward with the lantern, but he was shocked when he saw the blood and filth on the ground.
But at the moment it was late at night, and the guards still endured the fear in their hearts and probed inside, but saw that the carpet was chaotic, and the tables and chairs all fell on the ground.
"Old lady! Come on!"
The guard yelled, if there is a culprit, he is nothing but how to fight the culprit.
In an instant, the entire mansion was awakened by this exclamation.
"What's going on?" Du Heng was awakened suddenly, looking outside, he saw people with lanterns torches rushing to the backyard.
Song Qingyu also didn't know it, but was there some thief in this formation?
Everyone at home hurried to the backyard.
"Old lady!" I thought it was the culprit making trouble, but I didn't want to enter the door and saw the old lady fainted on the bed.
"Doctor Cheng, what happened to my mother?"
Du Heng wore a coat at the moment, and he was worried too. It's almost time for him to be promoted. If there is a fuss in the family at this time, he will have to be criticized and referred to him as an unfilial piety.
Dr. Cheng also hurried over. After taking the pulse, he looked at the people around him and said, "Who has healed the old lady?"
Du Heng was asked for a moment. Where did he know that no one in this mansion knew how to heal, so how could he be healed?
Seeing the incomprehensibility in Du Heng's eyes, Dr. Cheng also said, "The old lady seems to have an old illness, but... it's not a big problem now, just need a good health care, I think someone has healed it. the reason."
That old man didn't dare to take credit, saying one to one.
Song Qingyu also had some doubts in her heart. She looked at the mother Wang next to her and asked, "Mother Wang, have you hired the doctor?"
Mother Wang was already nervous now. She was sleepy for a while and didn't notice the old lady's old illness. Now she is worried about being blamed. When Song Qingyu asked her suddenly, she became even more nervous, "No..... .Never...the slave and maid...only now know."
Seeing Mother Wang said this, Song Qingyu also had a trace of doubt in her heart, but when she looked at the old lady on the bed, there was a sudden movement and said, "Heng'er, come out with me."
Several aunts in the room and the young lady in his room guarded the old lady, but Du Qingheng was pulled out by Song Qingyu.
"What are you doing, mother, it's cold this night..." Du Qingheng was very dissatisfied because he disturbed his sleep, and now Song Qingyu called her out for something.
Song Qingyu patted Du Qingheng's head and said, "My silly daughter! Here comes our wife's chance!"
Du Qingheng felt a little puzzled, and asked, "What opportunity?"
"Don't you always mind the status of Du Xuechun's prostitute? Because the old lady looks at her very highly, so she always pushes you down everywhere. Today, the old lady is sick. When she wakes up, you will say it's you I happened to run into it at night and saved the old lady.
In this way, the old lady's view of you has changed. We mother and daughter will not be able to trample Du Xuechun to death in the days to come? "Song Qingyu commanded Du Qingheng with a cunning look.
"But, but I don't know how to heal! I don't know what kind of illness the old lady is. How can I save her? No, no, if you ask so casually, you will show your feet!"
Du Qingheng was also frowning at this moment. She really didn't know what Song Qingyu was thinking about. She wanted her to do the best in this matter. She wouldn't know how to heal at all, and she would be exposed if she was not careful.
This matter is so risky, it is better to be more cautious.