The embroidery pier is drum-shaped, made of nanmu, and has some weights.

In the mansion of the Ministry of Industry, in the bedroom of Mrs. Tai, the floor tiles used are naturally high-end goods, all of which are fine bricks that look smooth like ink jade and are not slippery or astringent when stepped on.

The embroidery pier dragged on the square bricks, making a somewhat strange scratching sound.

The old lady opened her eyes suddenly, glanced at the top of the fragrant cloud gauze tent adorned with the Eight Treasures Blessing Bag, and then closed it again, frowning tightly, obviously unhappy and uncomfortable.

Of course, Imperial Physician Jia saw the old lady's expression, and hurriedly leaned closer, and asked softly, "Mrs. Tai, but you feel dizzy?" ”

Doctor Bian described the old lady's illness before, but Doctor Jia couldn't just rely on hearsay to do the acupuncture, the patient was right in front of him, so he naturally wanted to make a diagnosis on his own.

The old lady didn't open her eyes at all, nor did she answer, but only reached out and touched her neck.

Imperial Physician Jia was still a little confused.

Could it be that this lady is sick and confused? Still didn't hear your own question?

Then, in Imperial Physician Jia's field of vision, a square thing ...... Getting closer...... Getting bigger...... Syllable!

It was the porcelain pillow that was originally under the old lady's head!

This porcelain pillow is not too big, the one that is flat and long and rectangular is directly slapped on the head of Imperial Doctor Jia!

Doctor Jia was completely confused!

This, this...... What does this say? Didn't we do anything angry?

The porcelain pillow is very porcelain, and it is not cracked or broken on Doctor Jia's head, and it is very completely half a circle. It bounced on Imperial Physician Jia's shoulder, and then smashed it on the floor tile gorgeously.

Crash!

Asunder!

The porcelain ballast splashed everywhere, the large ones didn't fly far, but the small ones shot trickyly, and one piece bounced better on Miss Ge's forehead.

It's also Miss Ge's bad luck. If she stood well, probably the porcelain ballast would not be able to play so high, but Miss Ge happened to be bending down to put the medicine box, which is terrible!

The porcelain ballast that had just been broken was so sharp that it slanted from Miss Ge's eyebrows to the corners of her forehead, and a two-inch-long opening was cut. When he landed, he was covered with blood. I can't even open my eyes.

"Get out!" The old lady threw a porcelain pillow, but she became more and more irritable, and she just retched on the couch and recovered slightly. It's a seizure: "You all get out of here!" Who let the foreign man in? When my wife dies. Make new rules! Get out of here now! ”

Wei Chi Shangshu was embarrassed by the old lady's scolding. Unexpectedly, my mother was so sick that she still refused to let the doctor see her.

As everyone knows, the rules are very different in the eyes of different people.

Many women who grew up in the mansions of the nobles. When it came to his own home, he hated to do whatever he wanted, abolished all the rules, and left only some superficial articles, because he was really uncomfortable being constrained by the rules for many years.

And the more ordinary people are born and later dignitary, the more they regard the rules as big as the sky, for fear of being said to be 'petty' or 'not on the stage'. and even overkill, refusing to be accommodating even where it should be.

The old lady is probably the latter. Just because she is the daughter of a military attaché, she was not so particular before she got married, and there were many young soldiers in and out of the family, so when the old lady was the new daughter-in-law, she was teased many times, and gradually developed a strange temperament that never saw a foreign man, and hated to be able to compare with the martyr women in history.

It's already uncomfortable to die, and there are still people who dare to touch the scales.

Smash you without negotiation!

Doctor Jia touched the door of his head, he already had a big bag, fortunately, the skin was not broken, and it was much better than Miss Ge's situation.

Miss Ge only felt dizzy, and she didn't understand what was going on.

Isn't this the inner house of a high-ranking official? Shouldn't it be the bedroom of an old lady who is either kind and kind, or sick and crooked? Where the hell did the blade come from? How can it hurt so much in the face? How can there be so much blood?

Let's recruit who to provoke.......

Seeing that the situation was not right, Doctor Bian quickly pulled Miss Ge all the way out and retreated first. Under the corridor and in the courtyard, there were maids and daughters-in-law who stood with their hands down and waited for orders, and when they saw two people suddenly come out, one of them was still covered with blood, and they were inevitably startled. It's just that these two people are not from their own house, and they don't know how to deal with them.

Bian Nei Nei had limited experience in dealing with external injuries, so he didn't panic, so he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, first held down the wound for Miss Ge, and then pulled a little maid and asked her to fetch water to clean it.

Yu Chi Shang Shuhun in the house didn't find that there was no one missing, but he was anxious about his mother's condition, and knelt in front of the couch to stroke the old lady's back.

The old lady finally stopped retching, and closed her eyes and just gasped.

Yu Chi Shangshu accompanied him and whispered carefully: "This Imperial Doctor Jia is known for his golden needles. Mother's illness came quickly, but I was afraid that it would be a little dangerous, so it was better to get a few stitches. ”

The old lady tossed this time, only felt weak and short of breath, and had the heart to smash a pillow again, one had no pillow, and the other had no strength. After taking a few breaths, he was dizzy in the end, and he only waved his hand to disagree, then turned over and refused to talk to his son anymore.

Seeing that the old lady was so stubborn, Yu Chi Shangshu had no choice but to get up and look at the eldest lady, who only folded her sleeves and refused to step forward; looked at Imperial Doctor Jia again, and saw that this person was holding his head and his face was expressionless, and most of them didn't have the heart to see a doctor.

The old lady has her own usual big maid to serve. A big girl was crouching down and picking up the porcelain ballasts on the ground with great care—not for fear of being pricked, but for fear of making a sound when the porcelain ballasts touched each other.

Another big maid was holding a small copper basin before, which contained a little phlegm that the old lady retched from, and hurriedly took it and poured it out, washed it and turned around, and put the small copper basin next to the bed.

Yu Chi Shangshu smiled bitterly. If you don't go out now, you can't do it.

The maid followed out of the door of the main room, covered the door with her hand, and said, "Third master, now the old lady is feeling uncomfortable, but I am afraid that she will never see the imperial doctor." It might as well let the old lady sleep, maybe it will be better. ”

The big maids in front of the old lady are all very decent, and Yu Chi Shangshu didn't dare to slack off, sighed, and said: "It's only like this, and I have to bother you to take care of you." Fortunately, Dr. Bian has been diagnosed before, and he has prescribed a prescription, so it is good to grab two pairs of medicines and eat them first. ”

Hearing this, Yue Rong nodded and said, "The third master can rest assured, the old lady has her own slaves and maidservants and Yue Jie to serve." I'm afraid that the old lady may not be willing to take medicine, and even if she eats it, she will have to vomit it out, so it's better to think of another idea as soon as possible. So saying, he squatted down and bowed and went into the house.

Yu Chi Shangshu touched his fat belly depressedly, he really wanted to be sick for his mother. (To be continued.) )