"Hot springs?" Mao Tongtong muttered a sentence. If she had been put aside half a month ago, her eyes would have lit up with joy when she heard the news!

In the autumn, she went to the hot spring village alone to live for a few days, but unfortunately she fell ill as soon as she went, and she couldn't soak in the hot spring in the end.

But now, she is not interested. She couldn't hear the good news from Chen's side, and she couldn't do anything. Even having Tuan Tuan by her side couldn't make her more energetic.

"Didn't you keep thinking about running to the hot springs? It hasn't snowed for the past two days, so it's just right to go to the hot springs. The steward of Zhuangzi said that this would also be the time to eat wild meat. "The eighth master said.

"Master, did you say that the doctor is in Yangzhou now?" Mao Tongtong asked.

Seeing that she only remembered the Chen family, the eighth master couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that going out to play can't attract her Mao Tongtong's attention.

"If the road is easy to walk, it should be able to reach it in seven or eight days, but now it is about half of the walk." Eight Masters said.

"I'm only halfway there." Mao Tongtong felt that these days were like years. Once again, she hated the underdevelopment of transportation in this era. Even if you drive a car, it's definitely two days!

"Tongtong, this is already very fast." Eight Masters said. Fortunately, the doctor invited this time is not bad, if it is the kind of doctor who is so old that he can even walk tremblingly, where can he withstand the bumps of a fast horse. If you don't wait for Yangzhou, I'm afraid that I will fall first.

"In the final analysis, the root of Eniang's illness was left because she gave birth to me. If I can't cure my mother's illness, I, I won't be able to go for the rest of my life! Mao Tongtong said, his eyes red again.

"Tongtong, don't take all the responsibility on yourself." The eighth master persuaded: "No one wants to get sick, but no one is immune." It's too late for your mother to be happy with such a filial daughter as you, and she won't think that you brought her this disease. ”

"I know, sir, I know everything." Mao Tongtong leaned on the chest of the eighth master, and tears fell, "But thinking that Eniang is suffering from illness, but I can't do anything, I feel uncomfortable." ”

"Tongtong, if it weren't for the master's people to see your Ama and Eniang this time, I wouldn't have known that your Eniang was so sick, and I wouldn't have sent the doctor in time. Isn't that your credit? "The eighth master said.

Mao Tongtong shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the letter from my eldest brother, I wouldn't have thought of letting people take a look." ”

"Tongtong!" The eighth master suddenly raised his voice, "Can you cheer up a little?" Your mother's illness is not hopeless! ”

"Master, I'm ......" Mao Tongtong looked up at the eighth master, speechless for a while.

As soon as she heard the news that Chen's serious illness was in a mess, her brain couldn't think, she only thought about all kinds of bad possibilities, as if a crack suddenly appeared in her stable and happy life. This crack will grow bigger and bigger until one day it will drown her.

"Tongtong, don't worry, don't mess around, I believe there will be good news from you." The eighth master said softly.

Looking at the eighth master's gentle eyes and worried look, Mao Tongtong felt that his chaotic and anxious heart quieted down little by little.

In her last life, she was a woman strong enough to support the entire family. But in this life, she has been spoiled by Mao's family since she came to this world, and she has been spoiled by the eighth master when she entered the palace, and she was stunned to spoil the fragility in her heart.

"Ye is right, there will be good news! E-niang is so good, God won't be so cruel! Mao Tongtong wiped away her tears, and her eyes suddenly became firm.

She wants to show the strength she had back then. Since the doctor didn't sentence Chen to death, what is she crying here? She must firmly believe that the Chen family will definitely get better, and their mother and daughter will definitely meet one day!

The eighth master was relieved to see that she had finally listened to the persuasion. He really didn't want to see her wipe away her tears every day. He loved to see her smiling face, and that smile would relax him after a day's hey.

Here in Yangzhou, Mao Chengyun is looking forward to it every day, calculating the time in his heart, thinking about whether the eighth master has found a doctor there, and he will come in a few days.

When he saw the person sent by the eighth master last time, he was really overjoyed.

"Is the capital coming so fast?" When he saw the man carrying the medical box next to him, he knew it was a doctor.

"Lord Mao, this is the doctor I asked for Mrs. Zun elsewhere, and it is said to be the holy hand of gynecology." Came to the human: "The doctor over there in the capital should also be on the way." I thought I could let this doctor take a look first, maybe there was a way! ”

"Ah, thank you, thank you!" Although Mao Chengyun had a little disappointment in his heart, he still had to receive this heart. Maybe this doctor has a way?

Mao Chengyun hurriedly led the two into the house. Chan is asleep. She has been getting worse and worse recently, and she spends more time asleep than she is awake, and Mao Chengyun is more and more worried.

The doctor who was invited this time had gray hair, and he looked like he had many years of experience. He didn't ask anything, just looked at Chen's face, and took the pulse directly.

It took a bit of time to take the pulse, and I took it once with both my left and right hands. Then the doctor began to ask Mao about the carriage.

The more he asked, the more frightened Mao Cheng became, and he couldn't help but look at the eighth master's subordinates next to him. The man seemed to know what he wanted to ask, shook his head, and said, "I haven't mentioned Madame Zun's symptoms. ”

Mao Chengyun was a little surprised at this time. Since this doctor doesn't know Chen's condition, he can know many of her old symptoms just by taking the pulse, which shows that she has real skills.

"Can you take Mrs. Zun's prescription for the past six months to take a look at the decay?" The doctor said.

"Okay, okay, you wait, I'll go get it." Mao Cheng said with some excitement.

He has recently sorted out those prescriptions, which he is preparing for the new doctor.

The doctor took Mao's prescription and looked at it, and didn't speak for a long time.

Mao didn't dare to disturb, so he could only wait quietly on the side.

This kung fu, Chen woke up. Although she fell asleep from time to time, she did not sleep soundly. Something could wake her up. It's going to take the pulse again, it's talking again, and she can't sleep.

"Sir." She shouted.

"Ma'am, you're awake." Mao Chengyun hurriedly walked over.

"Why did the lord ask for a doctor again? Didn't we say yes? Chen glanced at the doctor next to him who was reading the prescription.

Before Mao could speak, Chen saw a strange man he didn't know in the room, and frowned: "Who is this?" ”

"Ah, this is the eighth master's subordinate." Mao Chengyun couldn't hide it now, and said busily: "He came to deliver things a few days ago." When I asked about you at the time, I slipped out for a while. He is looking for this doctor today. ”

"So, Tongtong also knows?" Chan said.