"How dare you speak to me like that, servant," she would have jabbed holes in the ground with her cane if she had one.
Qing Yi turned back, smiling disingenuously, "You’re not the Empress Dowager, and I’m not a member of the Jun Family. Just because the Third Young Master respects you doesn’t mean everyone has to."
Truth be told, he had tolerated this old lady for a long time—a stubborn, biased old fool who would favor to the extremes. If not for the fact that she was the Third Young Master’s grandmother, he would have kicked such an unreasonable old lady ten meters away.
Blocked outside and challenged by a servant, the old Mrs. Jun was furious: "It’s true, like master, like servant. A crooked stick will have a crooked shadow."
Qing Yi furrowed his brow, his face darkening.
"You can criticize me, but not the Third Young Master. Since you are here to seek medical help, you should have the attitude of a seeker, not as if my family and the Third Young Master owe you something."
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"Can’t you speak properly?" Mr. Jun was helped down from the carriage by Jun Qing.
The airs of Mrs. Jun were really something Qing Yi could not commend.
Poor Mr. Jun, a reasonable man, had no choice but to marry such a...never mind, it’s hard to explain without sounding disrespectful.
"Mr. Jun, feel at home in Wu Garden, just call me if you need anything. I have things to attend to, so I’ll be going now," Qing Yi courteously invited Mr. Jun, then turned to leave.
Just as Mr. Jun thought to stop him, a pleasant voice preempted him.
Qing Yi stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw the window of the middle carriage roll down, revealing Jun Wuchen.
"Master Jun, what brings you here as well?"
Qing Yi frowned. Mrs. Jun was really too much. The Second Young Master’s legs were not good; it was hard for him to leave the house once in three years. Just to get a medical consultation for Wuyang, was it necessary to trouble him ?
Knowing she couldn’t swallow her pride and speak directly to the Third Young Master, she dragged Mr. Jun and the Second Young Master along to play the sympathy card. It was truly speechless.
When Mrs. Jun heard Qing Yi addressing her with "you" but using honorifics for the younger Jun Wuchen, her anger intensified.
Jun Wuchen, limited by his mobility, could only sit in the carriage, speaking to Qing Yi from a dozen meters away.
"Qing Yi, is that doctor currently in Wu Garden?"
"You might as well go back; he won’t come out to consult."
Even for Jun Wuchen, Qing Yi’s response was the same.
The drunk never liked providing medical consultation to others, let alone for Wuyang.
"Could we at least meet him? If he still refuses to provide consultation after meeting us, then we will leave." Wuyang’s condition was indeed severe, and he was his brother after all.
And if this condition remained unattended and something serious happened, Mrs. Jun would surely blame Moyan again.
With everything laid out , Mrs. Jun and the Jun Family’s honor could be ignored, but he really couldn’t dismiss the Second Young Master and Mr. Jun .
Qing Yi had no choice but to open the gate and invite the group in.
As they pulled up to the main villa and alighted, Qing Yi caught sight of Wuyang, his whole body itching uncontrollably as if infested by bugs, scratching himself vigorously. Qing Yi barely managed to suppress a laugh.
From just the visible patches of his skin, those scratches were truly fierce.
Qing Yi had Xiaocha take care of them and then went off to find the drunk, calling Jun Moyan on the way to update him.