There was a moment of silence in the room, and Song Yuan was obviously surprised.

"But your mother's body can't do it. He frowned.

Song Ying said: "Dad, it's okay, the doctor has the final say." ”

Song Yuan's eyes lit up, yes, there is a doctor, and said, "I'll call the doctor." "Turned around and went out.

Song Ying stroked Mrs. Song and said, "Mother, we listen to the doctor, don't worry." ”

Mrs. Song was still holding her tears, and the doctor naturally listened to Song Yuan.

"Madame's illness is indeed much better, but the illness is like a thread, and at this time she needs to rest and recuperate, and it is not easy to move with bumps. ”

"Yes, Madame recovers quickly, and if she takes care of her for a while, it is not impossible to enter the city. ”

Several doctors in the room gently and earnestly persuaded them.

Song Yuan stiffened his face beside him and said, "It's not that you won't be allowed to enter the city, it's that it's not appropriate now." ”

Mrs. Song closed her eyes inward, her tears stopped flowing, and she seemed to fall into a coma again, Song Ying had been sitting beside her, and when she heard this, she smiled and said, "Dad, that's not what it means to invite a doctor." She looked at the doctors, "I want everyone to think of a way to get my mother into the city safely and without harm." ”

Song Yuan was stunned, and the doctors couldn't help but glance at each other.

Song Ying sat on the edge of the bed and said: "At the beginning, thanks to the love of the Queen Mother, the palace was given to the mother to recuperate, Doctor Yang, you said before, my mother's illness depends on seven points of support, and she must be in a good mood, so now my mother doesn't want to live here, and she will be in a bad mood if she lives here, so it is not suitable for recuperation." She looked at Yang Jingchang, who was standing behind the person.

Yang Jingchang hesitated for a moment, and nodded in response: "The recuperation environment is one thing, and the mood is also one thing. ”

Song Ying said: "My mother wants to enter the city now, so I ask everyone to think of a way to let her enter the city safely without hurting her body." ”

In this way, it is different from what Song Yuan told them, the doctors glanced at each other, but there was no hesitation in their expressions, outsiders didn't know, as the doctors commonly used by the Song family, they knew very well in their hearts that Song Ying had the final say in this family.

"Baby, this, is this good?"

Sure enough, Song Yuan only asked questions hesitantly, and did not refute Song Ying's words.

Song Ying said: "As long as the mother is good, you can do anything." ”

Yang Jingchang and the other doctors glanced at each other, and under the gesture of everyone's eyes, he stepped forward and said: "Madame's body is very weak, it stands to reason that it is not suitable to change her residence, but Madame's depressed mood is not good for her body, let's discuss and consider the prescription to reduce the harm to Madame as much as possible." ”

A smile spread out on Song Ying's face, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The doctors retreated, and the room was quiet again, Song Yuan sighed lightly and said, "Is this really okay?"

Song Ying got up and said: "Dad, we were allowed to live here before, one is for my mother to recuperate, and the other is for safety, now I can go to the city and go home to live in my mother's health, and I believe that with my father, my mother can be safe wherever she is." Shaking Song Yuan's arm and grinning, "Dad is the most powerful." ”

Song Yuan said okay helplessly, and looked at the bed again, Mrs. Song still seemed to be asleep facing inward, Song Ying patted his arm, winked at him, walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and said, "Mother, let's eat something, shall we let the snow lotus that my father specially found before." ”

Mrs. Song faced inward and did not move, Song Yuan on the side of the hand clenched up, looking worried and helpless, the room froze for a moment, and then Mrs. Song's body moved slightly and opened her eyes.

Song Ying's eyes were full of smiles, and while calling people to the outside world, she reached out and gently supported Mrs. Song's shoulders to help her turn over.

"Mother hasn't been home for a long time, hasn't she? ”

"Although my mother doesn't live at home, my father has always arranged it according to the way my mother is at home. ”

The maids and servants in the room walked around, taking towels and serving soup, busy but not chaotic, Song Ying sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to feed Mrs. Song slowly, smiling and talking.

Song Yuan stood aside and was silent.

The doctors quickly adjusted the prescription according to the words, Song Ying decided to return to Beijing in three days after asking in detail, Song Yuan did not refute and went to arrange preparations, here Song Ying served Mrs. Song to take medicine, and coaxed Song Huzi to eat, and when the two of them settled down to rest, the night was already deep.

Yang Jingchang, who was the doctor on duty tonight, kept watching and sighed.

"What does Doctor Yang want to say?" Song Ying asked, walking outside to wash her hands in the copper basin held by a little girl.

Yang Jingchang said: "The old man has been practicing medicine for decades, and he has seen countless filial sons and grandsons serving patients, and Miss Song is really the most thoughtful. ”

Song Ying smiled and said, "Without it, only Shuer." ”

Yang Jingchang said: "Familiarity is just a skill, this still has to be hearted, although it is natural to support the eldest and younger brothers, but it is not easy to be consistent in this world." ”

Song Ying did not deny it or be humble, but smiled: "With Dr. Yang's praise, I am more down-to-earth." After wiping her hands, the girl holding the copper basin stepped back, and two girls lifted the curtain of the cubicle, and the girls outside brought food.

"Doctor Yang would like to use some more?" Song Ying sat down and asked.

Yang Jingchang thanked him, and Song Ying was not polite anymore, because she took care of Mrs. Song and Song Huzi, her three meals a day were chaotic, but she was not perfunctory, the meals on the table were very simple, the meat and vegetables were exquisite, there were small fresh fish stewed tofu, fried vegetables in oil, ten spiced tempeh, a bowl of white rice, and although it was difficult to hide her tiredness, the girl ate very seriously and focused, and there was no hurry.

After eating, washing hands and rinsing mouths, two girls were smiling and laughing on the side.

"Miss, the street is lively today"

"The thin man's painting was snatched and hung up to admire"

Whispering about what's new in the city.

"Does Miss want to paint?"

"Don't paint, I haven't finished the book last time. ”

Yang Jingchang stood in the middle hall and looked at the dripping, the girl went from eating to chatting and laughing with the girls to reading, and then the indoor lights were dimmed, and the girls made the beds and folded the quilts, which seemed to be messy but everything was strictly carried out according to the time, although he witnessed it for more than a month, but he could know that this was not a day or two of behavior.

It's habitual, long-lasting.

This girl takes care of her mother and brother with all her heart, but she is tired but not unbearable, she does what a normal person should do in a limited time, enjoying but extremely strict.

And doing all this, just like Yang Jingchang praised her for taking care of her sick mother and weak brother before, it's not that she is too ripe, every time she eats, she tastes the coloring and fragrance, every time she laughs with the girls, she is curious and happy and disapproves, she sits quietly, reads and paints, has thoughts, thoughts, and suddenly, sincerely, wholeheartedly, and without perfunctory slackness.

Yang Jingchang couldn't help but think about himself, don't talk about this life, let's just say that the months of running around to see a doctor have been disturbed because of fatigue and slackness, and daily life has been disturbed, so tired, go to bed early, it's so hard, I don't write medical cases today, it's so boring, I don't read medical books This girl is self-disciplined like a stone, and it seems that nothing in the world can disturb her for half a point.

The footsteps sounded softly, Yang Jingchang looked at Song Ying who came over, she had already changed her clothes, removed her hairpin, came here with the lamp and looked at Mrs. Song's expression seriously, and patted Song Huzi who was babbling in her sleep.

"Then I'll leave it to Dr. Yang here. Then she whispered, "Something called me." ”

Yang Jingchang nodded and whispered: "Miss, don't worry, Madame is much better, she sleeps very well at night, you can rest quickly, you can't be idle for a day." ”

Song Ying smiled: "I'm young." "Say no more and walk next door.

Yang Jingchang watched her stretch and yawn through the bead curtain and fell to the bed, the two girls turned off the lights beside them, the night was shrouded in the room, and it was peaceful inside and out.

The palaces in the suburbs fall asleep in the night, and the night markets in the capital have also dispersed the hustle and bustle, but not everyone sleeps, especially the elderly.

"I don't sleep much when I'm old, but I don't sleep well and my spirits are not good. Wang Lieyang sat in a circle chair in his obscene clothes, looking at the man standing in front of him with exhaustion, "I hope what you say is news that is worth waking me up." ”

The dimly lit man looked up.

"Xiangye, what you said last time to let the gentlemen of Huangsha Dao try what's weird, I found out. He looked excited and excited, and said in a low voice.

(It's still a change, everyone thinks it's slow, you can save the text first, Mo Da.) ）