After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 702 Don't Tell Him

Madam Cheng staggered, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

The nuns beside her hurriedly supported her, even so, Mrs. Cheng still felt dizzy for a while.

Is this serious?
Mrs. Cheng couldn't accept it for a while, and murmured, "What, what? What are you talking about?"

"How is it possible? No, it's impossible..."

She doesn't believe it.

The imperial physician's words were equivalent to a death sentence for Wang Mengshu, and she was sure that her time was numbered.

Not only Mrs. Cheng, Song Mianmian and Mrs. Shen also found it unacceptable.

Imperial Physician Xia had no other way to do this, he lowered his head even more, and said in a low voice, "Ashamed, ashamed."

As a doctor, this is also the moment when he feels the most powerless.

He sighed softly, and was about to turn around and leave. It was inappropriate for him to say anything at this moment.

"Imperial physician." Mrs. Shen hurriedly said, looked at the imperial physician and then at the direction of the house, "No, don't you want to prescribe a prescription?"

"The prescription Miss Biao is taking now is quite good. Miss Biao is already very weak inside, and if she takes too much tonic, her deficiency will not be replenished." After the imperial doctor explained, he saluted again and then retreated.

Several masters were very confused.

Fortunately, the nanny beside Mrs. Cheng was still sensible, and hurriedly sent the imperial doctor out of the house politely.

In the outer room, several people looked at each other silently for a while.

When Wang Mengshu's personal maid heard such words, she even lowered her head and began to cry, covering her mouth to suppress her voice, for fear that the master in the room would hear.

"To shut up!"

Mrs. Cheng glared at her, her red eyes were full of viciousness, "Why are you crying? Your young lady is fine!"

"If you cry again and disturb your lady, get the hell out of Cheng's house!"

The maid didn't dare to cry any more, she didn't dare to shed the tears in her eyes, she didn't want to leave Cheng's house, miss.

She quickly wiped away the tears on her face, bit her lower lip and stood aside, she had to calm down quickly, and she had to take care of the young lady in a while, so she couldn't let the young lady see that something was wrong.

No matter how complicated their moods were, they were all suppressed at the moment, not wanting Wang Mengshu in the room to hear the movement and find out the clues.

They didn't know how to tell Wang Mengshu about such a cruel thing.

Mrs. Cheng slowed down for a while before she managed to maintain her superficial calm, but she had no intention of going in to see Wang Mengshu.

she worried.

Worried that she would not be able to remain calm in front of Shu'er.

Nanny supported her and walked out staggeringly, her voice was low but unquestionable, "No one is allowed to tell Miss Biao about this."

Her eyes swept over the maids in the house.

The maids all agreed in a low voice.

When the imperial physician came to such a conclusion, Song Mianmian stopped in her tracks when she was about to leave.

Mrs. Cheng walked outside the door, paused again, looked at Song Mianmian, "You...as you want."

She can't control it anymore.

"Ma'am." At this moment, a maid came out from the room and stopped Madam Cheng, "Miss, please come in."

This……

Mrs. Cheng stopped, with a complicated expression, she tried to calm down for a while before stepping into the room.

"Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Xie, please." The maid said again.

Wang Mengshu invited the three of them.

Although Song Mianmian and Mrs. Shen felt strange, they still walked in.

Wang Mengshu was leaning on the bed, her face was pale, and the spring scenery could already be glimpsed from the corner of the propped up window, but her room was still burning with charcoal.

"aunt."

Wang Mengshu's voice was low, frighteningly weak, her complexion was as pale as paper, and the way she tried to raise a smile looked broken.

It looks like a porcelain doll that may be broken at any time, which makes people feel unbearable when they look at it.

Mrs. Cheng quickened her pace, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding Wang Mengshu's cold hand, feeling distressed, "I am here, and my aunt is here."

"What does Shu'er want to say? Don't worry, tell your aunt slowly after you recuperate."

As for the niece and son, Mrs. Cheng did love her son more, but seeing Wang Mengshu like this, she really felt distressed.

Wang Mengshu shook her head lightly, "Auntie, don't coax me, I know my body." She didn't cough anymore, but her voice was light and weak, without any strength.

Everyone subconsciously slowed down their breathing and listened carefully to her words.

I'm afraid that if I move a little, I won't be able to hear her words clearly.

Madam Cheng's eyes were red, and she scolded in a low voice: "Nonsense, what are you talking about, Shu'er, this is all aunt's fault. When you get better, aunt won't object to you and Ajin, okay?"

The smile on Wang Mengshu's face became brighter.

She nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay."

"Auntie, the exam is coming soon. There is no need to tell Cousin Jin about my situation, so as not to distract him. The most important thing for him right now is the exam."

Mrs. Cheng couldn't help it, she covered her mouth and shed tears.

"Mrs. Shen." Wang Mengshu looked at Mrs. Shen again, "Thank you for coming to see me, and you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine."

Mrs. Shen's voice choked up, "Shu Shu, don't say such things..."

She didn't know what to say at the moment.

"Mumbling."

Wang Mengshu looked at Song Mianmian again, "I'll leave the academy to you."

This scene, which seemed to be explaining the funeral, made everyone feel sour and very uncomfortable.Fortunately, Wang Mengshu felt tired soon after saying these words, and fell asleep in a daze.

When they left Cheng's house, Song Mianmian and Mrs. Shen were equally heavy-hearted.

"Ninny, I think your elder sister looks like she knows everything. Sigh." Thinking of Wang Mengshu's reaction just now, Mrs. Shen had a bad feeling in her heart.

Song Mianmian said in a deep voice, "Sister Shu has always been smart."

Especially for such a big matter, Wang Mengshu must have already guessed it, and she didn't say it too clearly, but took their feelings into consideration.

Mrs. Shen understood, and couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Her tears were low, but she has been crying all the way since she was at Cheng's house just now, and her eyes are red and swollen.

But still couldn't stop the tears.

It was like a flood that had been released from the gate, falling down with a clatter.

Song Mianmian hurriedly put all other thoughts behind her, and comforted her, "Mom, you see you are crying like this, and when you get back later, Dad might think I bullied you."

"Ninny." Mrs. Shen's voice was choked up, and she couldn't speak very clearly, "Your sister's life is miserable."

"Her life is miserable."

Mrs. Shen hugged Song Mianmian and cried loudly.

Song Mianmian froze, unable to refute Mrs. Shen's words, and even Mrs. Shen's actions made her feel sore.

Also uncomfortable, want to cry.

According to what the imperial physician said today, Wang Mengshu only has one month left.

After Song Mianmian returned home, she thought about writing the posts, and then gave the posts to Zhimei and asked her to send them out one by one.

Her post is not for others.

It was Zhou Yuren Rou and the others who asked them to go to Baiyun Academy together in a few days.

At the same time, she looked at Xiaolu again, "Xiaolu, go to Baiyun Academy and help me deliver this letter to Mrs. Jiang."

(End of this chapter)