Chu Yunyao thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "The weather is so nice, I'll take her outside to relax."

The butler happily prepared a carriage for Chu Yunyao. Chu Yunyao was about to take Yun Da to find Mo Lingwei, but was stopped by the coachman brought by Mo Jinyu: "Young madam, the second young master is really sick, and he is about to die. Can’t go on anymore, can the old slave take him to Bao Ren Tang to see a doctor?”

Chu Yunyao was a little surprised: "What happened to him?"

The coachman looked bitter: "Second young master said that while he was fishing, he accidentally fell into the lotus pond, choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and after returning to take a hot bath, he still fell ill. At first, he was just weak and sore.

I was planning to call a doctor for him, but he found it troublesome and thought he would get better after a while.

As a result, the disease became more and more serious, and I couldn't get up today.

I really had no choice but to disobey the second young master's order and come to find the young lady. "

Chu Yunyao's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he walked towards Lan Lou: "I'll go and see him."

The coachman didn't know that Chu Yunyao knew medical skills, "Don't let the young lady get sick, the young lady should let the old servant invite a doctor to come and have a look."

He originally wanted to find Miss Mo, but Miss Mo locked herself in the bamboo garden all day, and after waiting for a few days, she didn't even see anyone.

"No problem." Chu Yunyao went straight to Lan Lou.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, I saw that the things inside were neatly arranged, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were spread out on the table, and the elegant cursive script fell on the rice paper, showing a little lack of strength.

Mo Jinyu was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, coughing badly.

Hearing footsteps, he thought it was the coachman coming in, and said lightly: "Please pour me a glass of water."

Hearing this, Chu Yunyao went to the table and poured a glass of warm water, brought it to the edge of the bed, saw that his burnt thin lips were chapped, peeled off, his cheeks were stained crimson, and she raised her hand to cover his forehead.

It was scalding hot.

Mo Jinyu opened his eyes, and saw that the person sitting on the edge of the bed was Chu Yunyao, and quickly sat up with his arms wrapped around the quilt, a little further away from Chu Yunyao, and said feebly, "Why is sister-in-law here?"

"I heard that you fell ill after falling into the water, so I came to see you." Chu Yunyao held the tea cup and handed it to his lips: "Drink it."

Mo Jinyu quickly reached out to take the teacup, drank the water in one gulp, handed the teacup to the driver, and ordered, "Open the doors and windows."

Chu Yunyao stopped: "You're still sick, it's windy outside, so don't open the windows."

Mo Jinyu looked uneasy: "Thank you sister-in-law for coming to visit, but there are too many people. I live here, and I am afraid that my sister-in-law's reputation will be hurt. If the eldest brother blames sister-in-law, it will be bad..."

Lonely men and widows, between uncles and sisters-in-law, it would be bad if gossip was passed on.

He grew up in the Governor's Mansion since he was a child, and he is extremely sensitive to these things. Those gossiping women who have no bottom line and nothing to do, love to make up the right and wrong of their master.

Chu Yunyao's face was expressionless, she stretched out her hand to grab Mo Jinyu's wrist, resting her fingertips on his pulse: "Ling Yuan is not someone who cares about these trivial matters, and there are very few people in this mansion who make trouble out of nothing."

Chu Yunyao withdrew her hand, walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote the prescription, and handed it to the driver: "You ask the butler to send someone to Bao Ren Tang to get the medicine, give it to the servant in the back kitchen, and serve it to the second young master.

Drink a total of seven days without interruption.

In the future, if the second young master is ill, he should inform me or the housekeeper in time, and call a doctor as soon as possible.

After a few more days of delay, this little cold will turn into a cold. "

The coachman was very grateful and sent Chu Yunyao out.

At the end, he came back with the prescription and handed it to Mo Jinyu: "Second young master, is there something wrong with this prescription? Didn't this young lady grow up in the countryside? How can she know medicine?"