Mao Chengyun blushed, and asked in a trembling voice: "There is no doctor in Yangzhou City who can cure it?" ”

"Master Mao, you and I have been friends for many years, and I don't want you to delay Mrs. Zun's illness." The doctor said.

Mao's lips trembled, but he couldn't speak for a while.

"I'm tired." For a long time, Mao Carrier squeezed out this sentence.

"If Mrs. Zun's illness survives this winter, there is still hope." Before leaving, the doctor said again.

"Okay, I got it. I've been bothering you for the past few months. Mao Cheng barely squeezed out a smile and sent the doctor out.

A tear slipped from the corner of Chen's eye in the room, and the peach blossoms who were waiting on the side also secretly wiped their tears.

Mao returned to the house, and when he saw the master and servant who were crying silently, his nose couldn't help but be sour.

"Madam, I'm going to write a letter to Tongtong and let her think of ideas." Mao Cheng choked up. At the beginning of autumn, Chen's got better for a while. Mao Chengyun never told the news to a pair of children. Who knew that Chen's condition worsened after the winter. Now even the best doctor in Yangzhou City has no choice, and he can only ask Mao Tongtong for help.

Chen Shi hurriedly said: "Don't, don't tell Tongtong, master!" ”

"Madam, it's all this time, I can't take care of it." Mao Carrier Road.

Chen still shook his head and said, "Master, telling Tongtong is tantamount to begging for the eighth master." Although Tongtong is favored now, let's not make trouble for Tongtong. My illness is the same even if the doctor in the capital comes. ”

"Ma'am, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will give it a try. Are you willing to leave me alone in this world? When Tongtong and Mingxuan find out, won't they blame me! Mao said. He has a deep relationship with Chen, and he knows that there is still a glimmer of hope for healing, how can he give up.

"Master, think about it, even if you write to Tongtong now, when she finds a doctor and comes to Yangzhou again, more than a month will pass. At that time, I don't know if I'm not there? Chen smiled bitterly.

"Madam, it really makes me so sad that you say that." Mao Cheng said with red eyes.

"Master," Chen laughed and said, "You and I have been married for more than 20 years, you have always been very fond of me, and a pair of children are sensible, and I am reluctant to leave." But no one can live a long life, and there are always people who have to leave first. I am a weak person, and I can't stand the pain of parting. Sir, just let me go first. ”

"Madame!" Mao Chengyun's heart was broken when he heard this, and his tears couldn't stop flowing anymore.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, especially a military general like Mao Chengyun. But when it's really sad, I still can't control my tears.

"Master, listen to me, send a letter to Xuan'er, let Furong come back with our grandson, let me take a look, Tongtong then don't tell her. She's a royal person now, and she's different. Chen held back tears.

It's not that she doesn't want to see Mao Tongtong, it's really that Mao Tongtong's identity is inconvenient.

Mao Chengyun didn't want to agree, but he also knew that what Chen said made sense, and endured the heartache, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Seeing that he finally agreed, Chen relieved himself and said, "Master, I have taken the medicine for the past few months, but I only feel that the whole person is bitter. From today onwards, I won't take any medicine, okay? I want to take a good look at this Yangzhou city again, eat some delicious food, and play some fun. ”

"Okay, I promise you. Tomorrow I will take my leave from the prefect. Accompany you to take a good walk in Yangzhou, where we have lived for so many years. Mao replied.

"Master, someone outside the house is looking for it, saying that it is from Beijing." A little guy from outside came in.

"From Kyori?" Both Mao and Chen were a little surprised.

"I said it was sent by the eighth master." The little guy said.

"Ah, please come in, I'll get out." Mao was busy.

"Why did the eighth master suddenly send someone? What happened to Tongtong? Chen said urgently.

Mao Cheng was calm and said, "Don't worry, madam, it should be a messenger." ”

Only then did Chen remember that they had replied to Mao Tongtong before, and his anxious expression eased.

Mao Cheng received the people sent by the eighth master in the front yard, and couldn't help but be startled when he saw two carts full of things.

"This is what Lord Belle ordered, and it is a New Year's gift for the Lord and the Lady." Come humanely.

"New Year's gift? There are still two months to go before the Chinese New Year! Mao Chengyun was stunned for a moment.

The person who came smiled and said: "Actually, it is not less than two side Fujin, so Lord Belle sent me to take a look, and sent the New Year's gift in advance." ”

"Side Fujin?" Mao was stunned again.

"Yes, Mao Fang Fujin, who was canonized not long ago." Come humanely.

Mao Chengyun didn't come back to his senses for a while. He didn't expect Mao Tongtong to enter the position so quickly.

"Why didn't you see Madame?" The visitor asked.

Mao Chengyun's mind was confused, and he said without thinking about it: "Madame is sick, and it is inconvenient to see guests." ”

"Madame is sick? Can it be severe? Have you hired a doctor? The visitor hurriedly asked. The main purpose of his visit this time was to see for Mao Tongtong that Mao Chengyun and Chen were okay. Now that Chen is sick, he naturally wants to ask clearly.

"This, this ......" Mao Chengyun is not a person who can lie, and when he was asked by someone who came, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Is it serious?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, the visitor hurriedly asked again.

Mao Chengyun struggled in his heart. Just now I agreed with Chen that I wouldn't let Mao Tongtong know. But now Mao Tongtong asked the eighth master to send someone to visit them, is this his daughter's telepathy? If you talk to the people sent by the Eighth Master at this time, is there still a glimmer of hope for Chen's illness?

"Lord Mao!" When the visitor saw that he had not spoken for a long time, he shouted again.

"Ahh Mao Cheng came back to his senses.

"Is Madame Zun's illness serious?" The person asked again, "If there is no good doctor in Yangzhou City, I can send a message to Lord Belle and ask him to find a famous doctor from the capital." ”

Mao Fang Fujin said that he was not at ease with his parents, and Lord Belle could send someone to Yangzhou to visit, if he learned that Mao Fang Fujin's mother was seriously ill, he would definitely be able to invite a doctor to come. Someone still dares to pack a ticket.

Mao Chengyun was hesitating, but now when he heard someone say this, his already unfirm heart was immediately shaken.

"I'm afraid it will take more than a month to come back and forth, I'm afraid it's too late, right?" Mao Carrier Road.

"If it's fast, half a month will do." Human: "I can send the news to the capital urgently, and after Lord Belle finds the doctor, he will hurry over." As long as the road does not encounter heavy snow closures, it will be very fast. ”

"Really?" Mao Carrier's eyes lit up when he heard that it could be so fast. If it only takes half a month, then Chen's illness is still very promising.

"Don't dare to deceive Lord Mao." Come humanely.

"Then, I'm afraid I'm really going to trouble Lord Belle." Mao Carrier made a decision in an instant.