If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

That afternoon, a secret letter was delivered to the Feng family in the capital city via a special channel. Meixiang was not concerned about what kind of bloody storm this letter would stir up, because her attention was distracted by other things.

"Cough cough cough... Sorry, sorry." Chu Zeming couldn't help coughing at the dinner table. Chu Chen, who had been sitting in the courtyard and paying attention to his situation, quickly got up and came over to pat his back to help him relieve the cough.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the suppressed coughing. Meixiang saw how uncomfortable he was. She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so she got up and went into the house. She took out the lozenges she had given to Sun Shao when she first took him to the back mountain. "Here, try this. I don't know if it works for you."

Facing the curious gaze of Chu Zeming, whose face was red from coughing, Meixiang curled her lips and added, "This is made for my mother's previous cough. Sun Yu tried it and it worked. You can try it too."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Xiang'er." He reached out to take the purse handed to him by Meixiang, picked up a piece from it and put it into his mouth. Chu Zeming immediately felt a coolness spreading from his mouth into his throat and into his lungs. After tasting it carefully, he found a faint apple fragrance like children's candy.

Meixiang picked up the bowl and continued to eat. She was sensitive enough to notice that her master and mother occasionally looked at her as if they wanted to say something but hesitated. But when she followed their gaze, they looked away again: "Master, mother, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. When did I become so hard to talk to?"

Upon hearing this, Doctor Wang immediately put down the bowl in his hand, leaned slightly towards Meixiang, and looked as if he had discovered a secret: "Xiang'er, can you take a look at Chu later? I think his pulse is a little strange."

"Hmm." Meixiang immediately showed some interest: "How is it so strange? Is it even more difficult than Young Master Sun?"

Doctor Wang thought for a moment and then shook his head: "I can't explain it, but it's a little weird. You'll know when you see it later."

Hearing this, Meixiang looked at Chu Zeming and then at the beautiful woman: "Is this what mother meant just now?"

The beautiful woman smiled and nodded, "If Xiang'er doesn't make it difficult, please help Master Chu. Just do your best and don't force yourself." She knew her daughter was a girl with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Just look at Feng Yishuang. She was so rude yesterday, but now she is sitting here eating. Well, this child is so thick-skinned that people have nothing to say. If it is true that "the son resembles his mother", then it makes people look forward to the second sister-in-law who has never met.

"Okay then, let's go to the pharmacy after dinner." Meixiang said to Chu Ming, who looked stunned.

Inside the pharmacy, Chu Zeming looked at the little girl who was taking his pulse. To be honest, he had no hope. He had seen too many doctors over the years and had been disappointed too many times, so he instinctively felt that this time would be the same.

"Brother Chu, do you often suffer from insomnia? Or do you keep dreaming and can't wake up after finally falling asleep?" The sudden female voice interrupted Chu Zeming's thoughts and made him come back to his senses: "That's right, Sister Xiang'er, you know that our branch is mainly engaged in divination. After each divination, we have to rest for a few days before the next one. If it is a slightly larger one, it is basically impossible to complete it alone."

Meixiang thought about it. Although she didn't know much about fortune-telling, the more precise calculations were needed, the more energy and mental strength would be consumed. This was also the reason why some people were often carried out of the examination hall. "How do you cope with it on weekdays? Are Grandpa Chu and Uncle Chu in the same situation as you?"

"Adjust? Normally, you just sleep when you can, and endure when you can't. Our ancestors have endured this way, but my body has not been very strong, so I recover more slowly." Chu Zeming said in a flat tone as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Fuck," Mei Xiang cursed, and then shouted angrily, "Long-term lack of sleep like this can kill people, don't you know? How many days have you not slept?"

"Three, three days, I took a short nap in the morning." Under Meixiang's cold gaze, Chu Zeming realized for the first time in his life that he was not confident enough to speak.

Meixiang looked at his pale face due to severe lack of sleep, and then saw the self-righteous and helpless look in his eyes. She took a deep breath and turned to look at Doctor Wang: "Master, can you use silver needles to make him sleep first?"

"I can give this a try," Doctor Wang thought for a moment and said, "Is Chu's health condition caused by lack of sleep?"

"Divination consumes a lot of mental energy, which needs to be replenished through diet and sleep. Brother Chu Shi has been sleep deprived due to long-term blindness, which will lead to decreased nervous system function, decreased circulatory system function, endocrine disorders, and poor physical fitness. For example, a minor cold that would heal in two or three days for others may take ten days or half a month for him, not to mention that in serious cases, there is a risk of sudden death at any time."

Doctor Wang and Chu Zeming were stunned when they heard this. They really didn't expect there would be such serious consequences. "Then, then, what should we do now?"

"Brother Chu, go to your room and lie down on the bed right now. I'll ask Nanny to make you a bowl of calming soup and try. If it still doesn't work, the master will give him an acupuncture. He's been worrying us all day long." Meixiang stood up unhappily and went to find Nanny Chen to make a bowl of calming soup that Xiaoqi drank after he was frightened last time.

When Chu Chen heard that he could let his young master have a good sleep, he immediately trotted over to help the young master go to bed, and then waited eagerly for Nanny Chen's bowl of calming soup.

After discussing with Doctor Wang, Meixiang adjusted the proportion of the tranquilizing herbs in the bowl of medicine and gave it a slightly heavier dose to ensure that Chu Zeming could fall asleep.

Sure enough, less than an incense stick of time later, Xiao Shi, who was guarding the door, came to report that Chu Zeming had fallen asleep. Everyone's hearts slowly settled down. The Chu family was one of the four major families of Haoyue, and nothing could happen to them. Especially since Chu Zeming was the eldest son of the third generation of the Chu family and was extremely talented in divination, it would be a great loss to Haoyue if he died early.

"Mother, Master, has Brother Chu's line always been like this? Weak body, few offspring, and even affected lifespan?"

The beautiful woman lowered her head and thought carefully about the information about the Chu family in her memory: "As far as I know, people say that they were punished by heaven because they peeped into the secrets of heaven."

Meixiang was stunned again when she heard her mother's words.