Song Lin watched Xiao Si run out to carry the food box, and then watched Xiao Si go to the kitchenette to bring the soup and medicine, knowing that Master Chu’s condition was not light, and guessing that Song Wan Yue would not be able to come out for a while, he stayed outside and waited.
The weather in the waxing moon was so cold that it froze to the marrow of the bones, and Song Lin, breathing heavily, first stomped his feet gently, then felt that it was still cold, so he moved further away and jogged back and forth.
After running for a while and feeling warmer, he was about to stop when he raised his eyes and saw Dr. Yao coming from afar. After thinking about it, he went to meet him.
Dr. Yao also saw him and arched his hand as he always did, “Master Song.”
He called him that every day, and Song Lin had long since gotten used to it, “Doctor Yao, it’s dark, so you should take your time.”
Doctor Yao thought he had run over to ask about Master Chu’s injuries, and had already calculated in his mind how to answer him, when he heard his words, he froze slightly before saying, “Thank you, Master Song, the weather is cold, why don’t you go back early and rest, when Master Chu is stable, our young master will send Miss Song back.”
“No harm done, I didn’t go to bed so early at home either, I’ll wait outside the courtyard gate, if there’s any errands you need to run, just let me do them.”
Doctor Yao did not persuade further, “In that case, thank you, Master Song.”
When the two reached the courtyard gate, Doctor Yao went in and Song Lin stayed at the door, stamping his feet gently and continuing to breathe into his hands.
When he entered he saw the empty medicine bowl on the table and hurried over to the bedside, his hand on Master Chu’s pulse, his expression grave.
He went back and had a quick bite and rested for a while, a little more than half an hour before and after, and Gu Yi didn’t send anyone to shout, so he thought Master Chu was fine.
After taking his pulse, he lifted up a corner of the quilt and carefully checked the place where Master Chu had been stitched up, which was not infected, and only then did he let out a slight sigh of relief.
“The pulse is better, if he can wake up within two hours, the person will be fine.”
The crowd looked at Master Chu anxiously.
Time passed little by little, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half ……
The crowd’s hearts were raised as they saw that it was almost two hours later and Master Chu had not yet shown any signs of waking up.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the actual situation.
Master Gu and Madam Gu also gathered in front of the bed, watching eagerly.
With half an incense stick to go, Doctor Yao’s finger was once again eagerly on Master Chu’s pulse, not noticing that Master Chu’s eyelids moved slightly.
“Master has woken up.”
Song Wangyue’s sharp eyes saw it and said joyfully.
Doctor Yao’s movements of taking the pulse paused and instantly looked at Master Chu.
Master Gu and Madam Gu also held their breath and watched.
Master Chu’s eyelids moved again, and several people saw it, and great ecstasy surged up.
“Master Chu!”
“Master Chu!”
……
Several people shouted cautiously in the same breath.
Master Chu slowly opened his eyes.
“Awake, awake!”
Madam Gu couldn’t help but cry with joy, and Master Gu and Gu Yi also had red eyes.
Doctor Yao wiped his eyes and his voice carried an uncontrollable tremble, “It’s good that he’s awake, it seems that old man’s medical skills haven’t regressed.”
Master Chu’s gaze slowly raked over several of their faces and landed on Gu Yi’s, his lips moving slightly, weak and feeble, “I made you all worry.”
With those words, his gaze once again dropped feebly.
Master Gu and Madam Gu were startled, “Master Chu!”
But Doctor Yao smiled, “Nothing, nothing, Master Chu has just fallen asleep, when she wakes up from her sleep, she will really be fine.”
……
Song Wangyue and Gu Yi came out of the courtyard.
Song Lin immediately greeted them, “Yue’er …… Ah-choo.”
“Father!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Song Lin covered his nose and stepped back a little, “Father is fine, Master Chu is fine?”
“Well, he woke up just now.”
“That’s good, that’s good.”
Song Lin’s gaze fell on Gu Yi’s hand that was pulling Song Wan Yue, and he coughed lightly, “Ah Yi’er, it’s getting late, you should also rest early, I’ll lead Yue’er back.”
“It’s hard work uncle.”
Gu Yi let go of his hand.
Seeing that he was so sensible, Song Lin was satisfied in his heart, and when he turned to leave, he also accompanied Song Wan Yue back to the courtyard.
Daya greeted him, “The hot water slave servant has already boiled it.”
Song Wan Yue waved her hand, “I’m too tired today, I won’t wash, let’s all rest early.”
Da Ya answered, and went into Song Wan Yue’s room first, laid out her bedding, and made the charcoal fire hot, then turned around and came out, and went to Song Lin’s room to help him lay it out again.
Song Lin came into the house just in time and said, “Daya, I’ll do it myself, you go to bed quickly too.”
“It’s already laid out.”
“You can’t do that in the future, Uncle has hands and feet, so you can just lay it yourself.”
“Good.”
Daya answered and turned around to get the charcoal fire going as well, subconsciously wanting to bless herself towards Song Lin, thinking of the look in Song Wan Yue’s eyes today, she didn’t do it, “Uncle Da sleep early.”
“You go to bed early too.”
The first time I saw the fire, I was able to get to sleep.
Song Wan Yue was really tired and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, sleeping until the next morning, when she was woken up by Daya’s soft voice.
“Come in.”
Song Wan Yue was still a little dazed and did not get up immediately.
Daya came in, “I heard uncle coughing early in the morning, so I went over to see if uncle had frozen last night.”
Song Wan Yue sat up with a start, dressed in three shifts and quickly went to Song Lin’s house.
Song Lin’s cough was one after another, seeing Song Wan Yue come in, he hastily covered his mouth, “Yue’er, you go out first, don’t let father pass it on to you.”
“Hold out your hand.”
“Father is fine, it’s just that he froze a bit last night. Just have a bowl of hot water later, cover the blanket and sleep again, don’t you worry.”
Song Wangyue’s finger was on his pulse, and Song Lin held back a cough, suffocating his tanned face.
Song Wan Yue let go of her hand and asked Daya to bring another quilt to cover him, then went to Doctor Yao’s place and asked for some pills for the wind chill, giving him one with hot water, “You have a good sleep, I’ll ask Xiao Si to fetch my mother.”
Song Lin felt heavy-headed, and indeed dared not try to be brave, mute voice, “When your mother arrives, you will accompany her to Dr. Yao’s place to have her needles tied, no coming over to see me.”
“Got it.”
Song Wangyue covered him with the blanket and asked Daya to add charcoal to the fire. After Song Lin fell asleep, she washed up and went to see Master Chu.
Gu Yi had come long ago, and Xiao Si was guarding the entrance to the house, coughing when he saw Song Wan Yue enter the courtyard.
Song Wangyue paused in her steps and deliberately raised her voice, “Xiao Si, later on when you have eaten your fill you drive the carriage and go and fetch my mother.”
“Understood, Miss Song.”
Only then did Song Wangyue walk into the house.