After a few days of peace, the old lady's body gradually improved under the care of the imperial doctor.

The warm winter sun shines on the house and makes people feel comfortable. Ning Qinghan got up early to see today's weather, and whispered to Si Qin, "I'll go out of the house in a while, and if someone in the house comes to me, they will say that I am infected with wind and cold." ”

At this time, a dirty little boy with a big snot ran towards the main house, shouting as he ran, "Sister Han, save my aunt!" ”

Si Qin knew that her master hated her aunt and aunt, and every time they met, they would inevitably break up unhappily, so she went out to intercept, "Brother Yuan, Miss hasn't gotten up yet, you can go somewhere else to play for a while."

"No, my aunt is sick, I want to ask Sister Han to show my aunt"

Ning Qinghan had already finished his meal at the moment, and when he heard the noise at the door, he guessed who was coming, and instructed Si Qin, "Let him come in, and take the breakfast down by the way."

Si Qin defended, "But, Miss, you obviously hate him....."

While speaking, Ning Zhiyuan walked up to Qinghan, knelt down and kowtowed, "Please Sister Han send a doctor to my aunt to take a look!" ”

Ning Qinghan learned from the memory of the original owner that this little boy was called Ning Zhiyuan, who was born from the concubine Zhang of the deceased Marquis of Ningguo, who was 5 years old this year, because he was not liked by Mrs. Hou, so he had not been taken seriously, and later Lord Hou and Mrs. Hou both left, and the house ignored him.

Ning Qinghan hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Ning Zhiyuan up, "Hurry up, there is gold under the man's knees, you are a man who can't kneel casually, come, let my sister take a look." ”

Ning Zhiyuan was a little uncomfortable with Ning Qinghan's intimate attitude, his dirty little face showed a reluctant look, and his small mouth was slightly pursed.

"Poof," Ning Qinghan couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Ning Zhiyuan's appearance, "Yuan'er's expression is really cute, haha"

Ning Zhiyuan said anxiously to Ning Qinghan, "Sister Han, my aunt is sick, I hope Sister Han will help my aunt find a doctor."

"Okay, Siqin, invite the house doctor to show Aunt Zhang."

"Ok Miss"

"Ink painting, wipe the face of Young Master Yuan with a basin of water," Ning Qinghan commanded in an orderly manner.

"Yuan'er, have you eaten" Ning Qinghan looked at him gently

At this time, Ning Zhiyuan's stomach rumbled, Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly covered his stomach with his little hand, his little face was flushed, Ning Qinghan saw it and hurriedly hugged him into his arms, "Siqin, go to the big kitchen and bring some breakfast, I have some bird's nest in the warehouse, let's cook a little for Yuan'er."

"Yes, miss,"