Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Du Qing knocked on Lin Shuyang's door, "Mr. Lin, my wife asked you to come over."

As soon as Lin Shuyang applied medicine to his wounds, he opened the door and followed Du Qing to Mrs. Rong's room.

On the way, he saw Goudan leading someone into Rong Xianyi's study. Du Qing followed his gaze and explained: "That's Ding Yong from the dock. They are all people who work with the young master. They probably have something." Please report urgent matters to the young master!"

Lin Shuyang nodded. For some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

In Mrs. Rong's room, besides Mrs. Rong, there was also a middle-aged woman. The woman was holding a measuring stick in her hand. She should be a tailor.

"Mrs. Rong, good afternoon."

When Mrs. Rong saw him coming, a faint smile appeared on her face. She pointed to the chair beside her and said, "Shu Yang, sit down. I also have a few words to say to you."

"Okay," he sat firmly on the chair, his words and deeds were modest and polite, "Mrs. Rong, please speak."

"Actually, it's nothing serious. I just want to ask you, do you plan to stay in Shanghai or go back to your parents during the Spring Festival this year?"

The parents Mrs. Rong mentioned should refer to the parents who were engaged in tea business in Shu that Rong Xianyi arranged for him, and Mrs. Rong did not know that those two people were dead.

He smiled: "I won't go back to Shu this year. Now that I'm in Shanghai, I have to make some achievements before I can go back to meet my parents."

"So, you are going to stay in Shanghai for the New Year?" Mrs. Rong's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Seeing him nodding, Mrs. Rong added: "That's great. Since you came to our house, I can see that the smiles on A Yi's face have become more. If you are willing to stay for the New Year this year, A Yi will definitely very happy."

is it?

Has the smile on Rong Xianyi’s face changed?

Why did he see either a sneer or a sneer?

Lin Shuyang touched the tip of his nose and disagreed.

"Seeing that there are not many days until the Chinese New Year, I invited the famous Sister Chun in Shanghai to come over. Please stand up quickly and let Sister Chun measure your size. You can't live without new clothes during the Chinese New Year." Mrs. Rong said, Invite him to come over and take measurements.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Mrs. Rong wanted to make him clothes, which he did not expect. At the same time, the care and concern from the elders made Lin Shuyang feel warm in his heart.

Before, he thought Mrs. Rong was cold-tempered and not very talkative. Unexpectedly, after getting along with her for a long time, he discovered that Mrs. Rong was such a warm-hearted person.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Come on, I'll ask Sister Chun to make two sets of the same clothes for you and Ayi later, so we can wear them together during the Chinese New Year." Mrs. Rong directly took his arm and stood up, asking Chun to Sister measured him.

He stopped refusing and followed Mrs. Rong's wishes and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Rong."

"You're welcome, but you young people should drink less in the future. Your parents would be so distressed if they saw your beautiful face shaved like this!"

Lin Shuyang nodded awkwardly. The injury on his face was too conspicuous, and finally he was told by his elders.

When taking measurements, it was inevitable that he would touch the wounds on his body, but he gritted his teeth and endured it so that no one would notice.

After measuring, Sister Chun left with the measured measurements and tools. Mrs. Rong just wanted to speak but couldn't help but cough a few times.

Du Qing hurriedly walked over and closed the window, leaving only a small gap. "Madam, you are not in good health, so you can't blow the air anymore."

Lin Shuyang also looked at Mrs. Rong with concern: "If you catch a cold, you still need to take some medicine to get better quickly. Otherwise, the condition will recur over time, and a minor illness can easily turn into a serious illness."

Mrs. Rong waved her hands quickly, "I don't want to take medicine. I feel sick and want to vomit when I smell that smell."

Du Qing came over and complained to Lin Shuyang: "Mr. Lin, my wife has been afraid of taking bitter medicine her whole life. You are a doctor. Is there any way to cure my wife's little problem?"

"Lao Du, you are the only one who talks a lot. This is an old problem of mine. I will naturally get better when the weather gets warmer next spring."

Lin Shuyang was amused by Mrs. Rong's attitude of refusing to take medicine, "I do have some medicine here, and it doesn't taste bitter at all. Mrs. Rong, I think you seem to have a runny nose recently. I happen to have medicine for colds and colds. Just wait for me and I'll get you some medicine."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Hey! Why did this child leave so soon?" Mrs. Rong scolded Du Qing in the room, "It's because of your talk. People say good medicine is bitter. How can there be any medicine that is not bitter? I think you guys unite. You want to coax me into taking medicine.”

After a while, Lin Shuyang walked in with a box of cold granules and handed it to Du Qing. "This medicine is not bitter. It comes in a small package. You can take one bag at a time three times a day. Just drink it with hot water."

Mrs. Rong looked at the medicine box with disgust, obviously not believing what he said.

At this time, Western medicine was not yet popular, and most people still took traditional Chinese medicine. It was reasonable for Mrs. Rong not to believe it.

You have to try everything before you know. Lin Shuyang didn't explain much. On the way back to the room, he saw that Ding Yong, who had entered Rong Xianyi's study before, had come out and was walking towards the gate of Rong Mansion.

After Goudan sent Ding Yong away, he saw him standing in the corridor. He only glanced at him briefly and went to Rong Xianyi's room without saying a word.

Lin Shuyang suddenly felt weird. It stands to reason that when Goudan saw the injury on his face, he would have to mock him no matter what. What did Ding Yong say? Even Goudan started to act aloof.

It wasn't until after dinner that he realized where the weird feeling was coming from.

Usually Chang Yu always appears in every corner of Rong Mansion, but he has not seen Chang Yu all day long.

Arriving on the third floor, he knocked on Rong Xianyi's door.

But after knocking for a long time, no one answered.

"Mr. Lin, stop knocking. The young master has gone to the wife's room. You'd better find the young master later!" Du Qing's voice came from behind.

Lin Shuyang turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Rong's room opposite. Rong Xianyi and Mrs. Rong's rooms were both on the third floor, but one was on the east side and the other on the west side, separated by nearly a hundred meters.

"By the way, Uncle Du, have you seen Chang Yu today?"

Du Qing thought for a while and shook his head: "No, the last time I saw him was yesterday. The young master seemed to have something to give him, and then went out with him."

Lin Shuyang frowned slightly, saying that after Chang Yu went to Qin Guangchuan's place last night, he never returned to Rong Mansion.

Du Qing asked: "What's wrong? Are you looking for Chang Yu for something urgent?"

"Oh, I just want to ask him something. It's okay. It's not too late to ask again tomorrow." Lin Shuyang felt nervous, but quickly changed the subject: "Did your wife take medicine tonight?"