The doctor was soon invited and arrived at Mrs. Li’s room.
Mrs. Li pretended to be very weak and lay on the kang. When Xiaohong led the doctor in, Mrs. Li feigned weakness and spoke, "Xiaohong, I want to drink the lotus seed porridge you made. Please go and prepare it now."
"But, Madam..." Xiaohong was in a difficult position, as it wasn’t good for her to leave while her madam was being seen by the doctor.
"Look at me, I can’t run away, and besides, the house servant is still outside." Mrs. Li continued to persuade Xiaohong, hoping to send her away.
Xiaohong looked at Mrs. Li and then at the house servant by the door, reluctantly spoke, "Well then, I will go and make it."
Xiaohong spoke and left the room, closing the door behind her, with the house servant still standing outside.
After Xiaohong had left, the doctor took Mrs. Li’s pulse. A moment later, he frowned deeply, his expression troubled, and slowly spoke, "Mrs. Li, forgive my bluntness, but your body is in excellent condition and you are not ill."
Hearing this, Mrs. Li stopped pretending, changed from her weak state, and sat up straight, laughing as she spoke, "Indeed, I am not ill. You truly are a skilled doctor."
"The reason I asked you here is because I need your help with something," Mrs. Li said straightforwardly.
"What is it?" The doctor was both startled and displeased. There were other patients in his clinic and calling him here for no ailment was nonsensical.
"All you need to do is go out and tell the house servant and the maid at the door that my illness is due to longing, pining for my son," Mrs. Li spoke as she handed Silver to the doctor.
Seeing the Silver, the doctor became furious. Such actions compromised his medical ethics, and he retorted angrily, "Humph, I have no time for your nonsense."
The doctor was about to leave, but Mrs. Li grabbed his arm. Her face was a picture of scheming, "Doctor, don’t be in such a hurry to leave."
"Mrs. Li, please show some dignity."
"Hehe, Doctor, if you don’t help me, I will scream and accuse you of indecency. How will people talk about a respected doctor if you commit such an ugly act? How will you continue to practice medicine?"
"You..." The old doctor was so angry he was gnashing his teeth. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI(F)ire.net
Yet, he saw Mrs. Li looking as if she was about to shout any moment.
He jerked his hand free from Mrs. Li’s grasp, fuming, "Don’t involve me in such matters in the future."
Mrs. Li’s lips curled into a smug smile, then she lay back down and feigned weakness once again.
Sure enough, the doctor reached the door, opened it, and began to shout, "Your lady is ill from missing someone so much. Her condition is all because she misses her son. It’s unacceptable... find him quickly. Her son has made her , such a neglectful young master..."
After saying a lot, the doctor stormed off angrily. The house servants thought the young master’s lack of filial piety had caused Mrs. Li’s illness and that was why the doctor was so upset, not knowing he was actually infuriated by Mrs. Li’s threat.
When Xiaohong came back with the cooked porridge, she heard the house servants discussing the madam’s condition. She entered the room and saw Mrs. Li lying there weakly.
"Madam, the lotus seed porridge is ready. Please drink it while it’s hot."
Xiaohong helped Mrs. Li sit up, and Mrs. Li spoke weakly, "Xiaohong, the doctor said I am ill from longing. I really haven’t seen Fuyou for several days. See if you can call him for me, ask him to come see me, considering my illness..."