Alliance of Beauty Men and Heavenly Masters

Yu Hezhang looked at Duanmu Qingchen excitedly: "Young master...do you really know the imperial doctor?!" Yu Hezhang couldn't help looking at Duanmu Qingchen carefully, and found that Duanmu Qingchen was wearing a brocade dress, and the fabric was made of high-quality materials. It can be seen that Duanmu Qingchen must be a powerful son in Beijing, and his status is not low.

Duanmu Qingchen took the opportunity to enter, showing sympathy and concern: "President Yu, as long as you let us in..." Duanmu Qingchen stretched out his hand to forcefully embrace Fu Mingrui, and said solemnly, "It's easy to talk about the imperial doctor, I'll tell you Imperial Physician Zhang, Imperial Physician Liang, and Imperial Physician Qian are familiar with each other, if one of them cannot be cured, I will call them all!"

Duanmu Qingchen patted Fu Mingrui, raised his eyebrows at him, full of complacency.

Fu Mingrui didn't even bother to look at him, turned away from him, and left his "embrace".

"Okay, okay." Yu Hezhang immediately invited Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui inside.

Fu Mingrui walked through the courtyard of the Yu family, and noticed that the servants of the Yu family were listless and whispering when they were doing things. When they saw them, they all lowered their faces and pretended to be doing things, with a guilty conscience.

The servants in the Yu family courtyard were absent-minded, and Yu Hezhang didn't notice the reprimand, which also proved that Yu Hezhang no longer had the heart and energy to take care of his own servants. This girl's illness must have tortured the family.

Before reaching the girl's room, she heard crying.

"Wow-wow-pain-headache-ah-grandmother-grandfather-wow-" The heart-piercing cry of the child immediately hurt the hearts of Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen. Anyone can tell that this is an unusual cry.

The cries of the children are also different. Those who were reprimanded by their fathers, those who were bullied, or those who fell and were injured all cried slightly or loudly. But this girl's cry is particularly heart-rending, and she is enduring unimaginable pain at such a young age.

"Grandpa-grandpa-wa-wa-wai, where did grandpa go-wa-" Ya'er cried out of breath and her throat was hoarse.

Yu Hezhang immediately changed to a trot: "Hey—grandpa is here—grandpa is here—" His voice was already a little choked up.

From the room in front, a woman hurried out with a little girl in her arms, her eyes were also wet with tears: "Don't cry... don't cry... grandpa is here, grandpa is here..." The one holding Ya'er is precisely Ya'er's Grandma, Yu Pingting's mother Sun Shujuan.

Seeing Yu Hezhang, Sun Shujuan hurriedly hugged Ya'er forward, and Ya'er immediately threw herself into Yu Hezhang's arms, leaning her head on his shoulder and sobbing: "Grandpa...it hurts...my girl hurts...it hurts..." The child was tired. Yu Hezhang quickly fell asleep on his shoulders.

Sun Shujuan secretly wiped her tears from the side. The woman in her forties was also the same as He Zhizhang. She was in her early fifties, with gray hair and deep wrinkles around her eyes.

Duanmu Qingchen looked sad on the side, turned around and patted Fu Mingrui, choked up: "Go by yourself, I feel uncomfortable..." Duanmu Qingchen raised his face, trying not to let his tears fall, he couldn't see it the most Children are so painful.

Although Fu Mingrui lived and died, he also felt uncomfortable when a child's corpse was found in the case. He is only slightly better than Duanmu Qingchen, not as emotional as him.

He took a deep breath, relieved the pain in his heart, and became calm. Gently stepped forward and whispered: "Since the child is asleep... let her go back to the room..."

Yu Hezhang choked with sobs and shook his head: "No way...you'll wake up when you touch the bed, and even if you fall asleep at night, you'll be woken up by the pain..." Yu Hezhang couldn't help but shed tears when he talked about his sadness.

"My girl is really suffering..." Sun Shujuan said with tears streaming down her face. Since the girl came to Yu's house, Sun Shujuan can be said to wash her face every night.

Yu Hezhang stretched out his hand to embrace Sun Shujuan's shoulder, wiped away his tears, and said softly: "This is Mr. Fu from the eight doors. They can find the imperial doctor for you."

"What? Imperial doctor?" Sun Shujuan immediately wanted to kneel down to Fu Mingrui, "My lord, please save me."

Fu Mingrui hurriedly supported her, but also felt uncomfortable: "Madam Yu, don't kneel down, tell me, what's wrong with this girl?"

Yu Hezhang walked gently with Ya'er in his arms, it seemed that only in this way could Ya'er take a nap.

Sun Shujuan wiped her tears and said, "We don't know what's wrong with the girl... I've been looking for a doctor to see... I haven't been able to see it well... The doctor said... I can't see what's wrong with the girl..."

"Did the girl suffer from this disease after being sent to Yu's house, or before?" Fu Mingrui continued to ask softly.

"Before..." Sun Shujuan's complexion was also a little sallow due to long-term sleeplessness, "Pingting's letter has already mentioned Ya'er's illness, it seems... Ya'er had it when she was half a year old... At that time Ya'er was always crying too, but at that time she was young and couldn't speak. Pingting just thought that Ya'er couldn't sleep well. When Ya'er could talk, Ya'er said that her head always hurts... It's really not our Pingting's. The retribution is on the girl, really..." Sun Shujuan shed tears again when faced with the vicious words outside.

Fu Mingrui wrote it down silently. Ya'er's illness was caused by Yu Pingting when she was alive, so those rumors that slander Yu Pingting's sins on Ya'er have been dispelled. People's hearts are extremely evil, but they can't see others' kindness.

Fu Mingrui immediately comforted her: "Madam Yu, don't worry, when I'm cured, those vicious rumors will disappear without attack."

Sun Shujuan cried more and more: "We really, really used a lot of methods... We even invited monks and Taoists... Because the girl sometimes said, Mother is here... We really thought... Woo... Woo... We I really tried every method..." Sun Shujuan was sobbing.

"It's all you! Believe in those superstitions!" When it came to inviting monks and priests to come to the house to read scriptures, He Zhizhang was furious, "That's not to make the outsiders proud! Prove that all the nonsense they said is true! "

"Uh...um...it hurts...it hurts—wow—wow—" Suddenly, Ya'er really burst into tears again.

He Zhizhang hurriedly embraced the girl and coaxed her softly: "Oh~~ Grandpa is here, grandpa is here..."

But when the girl woke up, she couldn't stop crying!

Fu Mingrui stood by the side, looking at her heartbroken and impatient, and really wished she could go forward and help He Zhizhang coax her for a while. The child really just fell asleep for a while, and was woken up again by the pain. Fu Mingrui couldn't imagine such torture! No matter how clever he is, no matter how clever he can solve the mystery, find out no matter how clever the murderer is. However, at this moment, in front of the child's painful crying, he felt a strong sense of helplessness and powerlessness.

He Zhizhang and Sun Shujuan felt the long-term pain and helplessness at this moment. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how to help them.