Chapter 1020: Are You Still Blaming the Master?
After a while, the door slowly opened, and an old man with gray hair opened the door a crack and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?" ”
Su Yuqing was stunned, this is Steward Wang?
And Steward Wang's cloudy eyes also saw Su Yuqing standing in front of the door through Yueli's shoulder, and couldn't help but be stunned.
He trembled uncontrollably, looked at Su Yuqing excitedly, trembled his lips, and fell to the ground after a while, choking and saying, "Miss!" ”
Seeing him like this, Su Yuqing hurriedly took a few steps, helped him up, and said softly, "Steward Wang." ”
"Miss, you're back, you're back!" Steward Wang was in tears, and seemed to be very aggrieved to wipe the tears that kept slipping with his sleeves.
Su Yuqing frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Why did Steward Wang say this? ”
Steward Wang wiped away his tears again, and then cried and said: "The old man is sick, he has been sick for a while, the young master is in a hurry, and he has searched for the imperial doctor to no avail, so he went to the medical hall to ask for a doctor, but they refused to show it, and those imperial doctors of the imperial hospital were afraid of offending His Royal Highness the prince, and they did not dare to enter and leave the Xiangye's mansion, and finally General Xue ordered the imperial doctor to come, so he gave a look, but the time was too long, the disease has entered the marrow, and now he has been bedridden for more than ten days, and he can't go to the ground." ”
Su Yuqing's heart sank, and she hurriedly said, "Steward Wang, don't worry, take me to see it." ”
On the way, Su Yuqing also figured out that Yu Chen's atrocities in slaughtering seventeen cities had angered the world's doctors, and no one was willing to treat his father's illness, so he was afraid that he would also be angry.
At the moment when Su Yuqing stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Wuqian Capital City was immediately surging, some people immediately prepared gifts, ready to visit the seriously ill Prime Minister, while others immediately prepared many charming women, just waiting for Leng Yuchen to beat Su Yuqing into the cold palace, they can be offered.
Su Yuqing doesn't care what others think, she is now standing in front of her father's bed, staring at her sleeping father on the bed, her heart is like a knife.
After this series of changes, Su Yuwen has also suffered a great blow, and now he looks like he has run out of oil, the skin on his face is loose, and the area around his eyes is even more sunken, and he is sick again, his face is yellow, and he is much older all of a sudden, which makes her feel sad.
Steward Wang personally moved a wooden stool for her and put it next to the bed, and after she sat down, she checked Su Yuwen's pulse, thinking that when she left before, her father's body was already sick, and then he was hit again, and Emperor Xuanyuan locked him in prison for a period of time, and he was also out of condition, so he would become a disease, and he would become a tiger and wolf until today.
Immediately, she personally treated her father's acupuncture, prescribed medicine, and ordered Qiuling to go to the palace to decoction the best herbs.
Qiu Ling hurriedly took the order and left, and during this time, Su Yuwen had been asleep and showed no signs of waking up.
Su Yuqing's heart became more and more dull, but it was Steward Wang, seeing that she looked depressed, and after the initial excitement, she also became cautious.
At this moment, I heard a clear voice with joy by the door: "Sister! ”
Su Yuqing was startled, and quickly stood up and looked at the door, it turned out that it was Su Yusheng who walked in. Su Yuqing's face sank, and she said lightly: "Xiangye is resting, why are you shouting like this?" ”
Su Yusheng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said with sincere fear: "Yes, Yusheng knows his mistake." ”
And Steward Wang's face turned gray for a moment after hearing Su Yuqing's title, and he said with difficulty: "Miss, you...... Are you still blaming the master? ”