Big brother, the little daughter-in-law is going to be spoiled by you!

Chapter 500 Madam
Chapter 500 Madam
The head of state who once studied in the East said: "These are the heritage of the nation, the wealth left to future generations, and should not be easily destroyed."

Everyone inexplicably thought it was a bit funny, but after all, it was the words of the head of state, and they would naturally follow suit. Even when the Song family lived in the house, they would be more cautious intentionally or unintentionally.

Together with Mrs. Zhou, Ye Jiao was led by the chief manager of the Song family, and they walked for several minutes before finally reaching their destination.

This is quite a big yard, and it is full of people outside, all of them look anxious, at least on the surface.

With Ye Jiao's arrival, these people who were talking in low voices subconsciously stopped, and they turned to Ye Jiao's side, and some people looked at Ye Jiao even more unceremoniously.

Ye Jiao frowned slightly, she didn't like the gazes of those people, probing, scrutinizing, and even looking up with a bit of indescribable aloofness, and some were even more unabashedly contemptuous, as if they were looking at some clown.

Yes, in the eyes of those people, Ye Jiao is just like that.

Ever since the head of state fell ill, I don't know how many people have come to show their hospitality, and some so-called doctors "miracle doctors" have volunteered to come to treat the illness, and the appearance of their eloquent talks seems to be as confident as a miracle doctor.

At first, they did find a few who thought it was okay, but they didn't expect that one of them was eager to survive, and directly used a dose of strong medicine, which directly made the situation of the great head of state worse.

Since then, the so-called wandering doctor may feel that he is unreliable, and he is not allowed to enter at all.

Everyone speculated how Mrs. Song was persuaded to let a little girl come to see a doctor?

Wait and see!
In other words, after Ye Jiao entered, she immediately felt as if countless eyes fell on her body, "Shu, swipe!" It was really like a searchlight version, wishing to shine through your whole body and see what's going on inside. The investigation was clear.

Ye Jiao has always disliked such overly staring eyes, but she still held back, smiled slightly, and walked in quietly.

The interior is completely classically decorated, the floor is covered with gold silk embroidered peony carpets, tables and chairs made of old red sandalwood, and the walls are hung with old and valuable ink landscape paintings.

There are pieces of exquisite antiques on the shelf, each of which is a boutique or an orphan.

These are all the things of the old palace. Back then, the prince left in a hurry, and most of the things were forced to stay. After the Song family accepted it, they did not take possession of it, but continued to stay in it as a part of the palace. here.

If one day Mr. Song ceases to be the head of state, they will move out of this house and leave it to the next successor.

These were all yesterday and on the way here, Mrs. Zhou told Ye Jiao, she was afraid that Ye Jiao would bump into something accidentally, so Mrs. Zhou basically told Ye Jiao what she knew in detail.

Although this room is gorgeous and elegant, you can smell the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine from a long distance away. This smell is so strong that it seems to have been deeply rooted in every part of the room, and even the air has been severely infected. up.

It even had a pungent strong medicinal smell, which made Ye Jiao frowned slightly.

Looking into the room, she faintly saw a haggard old man lying on the bed surrounded by many people.

It's not too old, the Grand Führer is only in his early sixties now, but obviously he has been tortured by illness for a long time, and he obviously looks much older and thinner than his peers, especially his face is not pale, but It is indescribably withered and yellow, so thin that it is almost out of shape, and even the eye sockets are sunken.

Ye Jiao was slightly taken aback, even though she had been mentally prepared for a long time, she didn't expect that after seeing the real person, the situation would still be much more serious than imagined.

Sitting by the bed was a woman in her fifties. She was wearing a plain satin cheongsam. She was thin and elegant. Her long dark hair was meticulously pulled back, tied in a bun and fixed with a silver hairpin. She was also slender. He wears a jasper bracelet on his wrist, but he doesn't have any jewelry on his body.

"I have seen Mrs."

Ye Jiao stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Mrs. Song's gentle eyes fell on Ye Jiao, as soft as a tulle palm brushing against her, which would not make people feel uncomfortable at all.

She didn't look at her as much as the others, she just smiled lightly and said, "You're really a little girl, come, come to my side."

Ye Jiao thought it was quite kind, and she was not afraid of anything, she walked slowly under the attention of everyone, and continued to blink her big innocent eyes, looking pure and agile like an elf.

Such Ye Jiao, who is neither humble nor overbearing, is undoubtedly more likable, Mrs. Song's eyes wiped with admiration.

"I heard from Xiaoyi that you know medical skills, is it true?" The madam who smiled was extremely gentle, her eyes also looked like small crescent moons, very pretty, making people unconsciously feel a little bit of intimacy.

In other words, people have to close eyes. Some people may have never met before, but when they actually meet, they feel an indescribable familiarity, as if they have known each other for a long time. .

"I know a little bit, so I come here with a thick skin. Thanks to your trust, Madam, I will definitely work hard to treat it!"

Seeing the head of state in such a terrible state, Ye Jiao dared not speak out directly.

Mrs. Song nodded, and her voice was as soft as a sigh: "You can rest assured that the treatment will be done. We all understand his situation."

As she said that, her expression became gloomy, and the woman's whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness, making people's mood seem to become heavy in an instant.

After Ye Jiao comforted her a few words, she was ready to feel her pulse.

"and many more!"

A middle-aged fat woman with heavy make-up and gorgeous clothes stood up, her voice seemed to come from her nostrils, she was extremely displeased and disdainful: "Sister-in-law! I think you are really confused, even if you really want to find a doctor, at least You should also find a decent one, what does this little girl know?"

I'm afraid I haven't even figured out how to feel the pulse.

Mrs. Song's complexion was a little ugly, but she quickly returned to normal. She was still sitting there gracefully, even though she was not young, she was still beautiful and picturesque, with a kind of nobility that no one could desecrate.

"I know what I'm going to do, and I don't worry about my siblings. Miss Jiao, let's start." Mrs. Song's voice was still soft and her tone was steady, but it gave off an indescribable sense of oppression.

The face of the woman with heavy make-up suddenly turned pale, obviously she couldn't believe that Mrs. Song said those words.

"I'm doing this for the good of my elder brother! I'm already half dead now, if it's the same as last time, then I won't be able to..."

(End of this chapter)