The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

The time has come. If we don’t act now, when will we act?

Siyu put down the water cup, "Miss, the young master is still asleep."

"Where's your mother? Let her watch him, not him."

Yan Zhi just woke up and heard these words.

"..."

[No, no, I want to go. ]

[Stupid mother, come back and take me with you, or I will cry. ]

The next moment, he really started crying sadly.

Jiang Ying rolled his eyes and ignored him. Why should he rush forward for something good?

Haven’t had enough of eating melons?

After leaving the Zen room and turning a corner, Xiao Yanzhi’s voice could no longer be heard. It was probably because of the coverage of a low-quality wifi.

From a distance, there were a lot of people gathered at the door.

Most of them were guards brought by Old Madam Jiang, about six or seven of them, and a small number were monks from the temple.

They were whispering to each other and all looked unhappy.

After all, Madam Jiang was of noble status. If she really died in their temple, who knows how the anger would be taken out on her.

Not to mention the few guards, it was normal for them to be chopped by the Duke in a fit of rage.

The crying of the maid in the yard was suppressed and sad.

Only one old lady remained calm, "Quick, go and get the abbot!"

If we can't cure the root cause, we can at least treat the symptoms, as long as we can wake the old lady up.

The young monk at the door held onto the door frame and said, "We have, we have sent people to look for it, but the abbot went to the mountains to collect herbs early this morning. I don't know if we can find it..."

Nanny Tang's legs and feet went weak and she couldn't help sliding to the ground.

Yin Zhi and Yin Rui hurried forward to help him, their faces filled with tears.

Yin Shuang ran out of the room, "Madame Tang, the old lady seems to be breathing in more and out less..."

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Yin Shuang raised the silver needle in her hand with trembling hands, "As Imperial Physician Hu said before, there is only one last method left, the fingernails..."

Use a gold needle to pierce the fingertips and nails. Ten fingers are connected to the heart. If you still can't wake up, then...

There is no way to save the day.

Aunt Tang's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth, "What are you waiting for? If anyone is blamed, I will take full responsibility. Let's go!"

The group returned to the house in a large group.

Everyone was keen on watching the excitement, so the guards at the gate, the monks, and later pilgrims like Jiang Ying, immediately came inside the courtyard from outside.

He stretched his neck to look into the main room.

On the chaise longue on the right side of the room, an old lady with gray hair on her temples was lying silently. It was undoubtedly Madam Jiang.

There was no visible rise or fall of breathing in the chest.

One of the monks couldn't help but said, "This...is not breathing..."

"Nonsense, why would someone prick their fingernails if they can breathe? It must be so painful."

"Amitabha, I hope he can be saved."

Siyu trembled for no reason and hugged Jiang Ying's arm, "Girl, it hurts just looking at it, should we go back?"

Jiang Ying thought she was going to persuade him to save someone, but when he heard that, he was stunned for a moment, "You know I have medical skills, why didn't you ask me to save someone?"

Siyu shook her head, "No, the girl has her own plans, it's up to her to decide whether to save her or not, I dare not speak nonsense.

"The situation inside is very dangerous. I can't let myself get carried away and harm the girl."

"You are such a clever ghost." Jiang Ying smiled and tapped Siyu on the head, then stepped onto the stairs. "Well, your daughter is stubborn and likes to compete with the King of Hell for people."

Like jade, "..."

At this moment, Nanny Tang and others had already pricked all ten fingers of Old Madam Jiang.

It was dripping with blood and terrible to look at.

The timid Yinrui was crying and hiccuping.

Nanny Tang had completely lost hope and sat down on the ground, feeling hopeless.

He murmured, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, old lady, you won't be alone on the road to the underworld, I will come to accompany you..."

As he spoke, he suddenly exploded and slammed into the pillar.

Jiang Ying rushed to her quickly, but the old lady hit him with all her might, causing Jiang Ying's knee to crack and he fell down with her.

Jiang Ying: "..."

It’s hard to be a good person!

Seeing this, several silver men nearby quickly ran over to help.

Yin Shuang's voice choked with sobs, "Madam Tang, what are you doing? When the old lady was ill, she said that no one was allowed to do anything stupid for her."

Nanny Tang didn’t die, she covered her face and cried bitterly, “Wuwuwu… Old Madam, I’m so sorry for you, I deserve to die!

"Don't worry about me, just let me be buried with the old lady. I destroyed the old lady's medicine. I am such a sinner, I deserve to die, I deserve to die..."

Jiang Ying bent down and touched his knee, grimacing, "It hurts, is it cracked?"

Everyone in the room then looked at her.

"Madam, thank you for saving Aunt Tang just now, but our old lady... I'm sorry, please tell me your husband's family name, and we will thank you solemnly another day."

Jiang Ying had a horse-like bun on her head, which was a married bun, so Yin Shuang called her Madam.

Jiang Ying let go of his hand, "No need, I came in because I'm a doctor, and I felt sorry for your old lady, so I wanted to try my best to save her."

Everyone, "..."

This is the truth, but does it have to be so straightforward?

Several maids were almost unable to react. Nanny Tang jumped up and threw herself at Jiang Ying's legs. "Please, please, young lady, if you can wake up our old lady, I will do anything for you!"

There are not many women working as doctors in this era.

People usually don't hire female doctors, let alone look favorably upon them.

But Nanny Tang is now in despair, and the person in front of her is her last straw.

Holding Jiang Ying's legs, he hit his head and soon started bleeding.

Jiang Ying stood there, not helping Nanny Tang, and said expressionlessly, "Let me make this clear first. Your old lady is in this situation, and I'm being polite when I say we'll try our best. If you guys blame me for not being able to save her, I won't take it."

With magical springs and magical medicines, it is impossible for Jiang Ying to fail to save a dying person.

But she had to pretend, otherwise people would think it was easy for her to save people.

If you put in the effort, you will reap the rewards.

There is no such thing as pie falling from the sky.

"Okay...Okay...We agree."

"Madam, we maids will testify for you, please!"

The three of them, with tears in their eyes, knelt down to Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying nodded and thought that the people in Duke Jiang’s Mansion were all reasonable.

Judging from the small, the Duke Jiang’s Mansion should not be too bad.

While his consciousness was calling upon the spiritual spring and spiritual medicine, Jiang Ying slowly walked forward and examined Old Madam Jiang.

In fact, she had already noticed at the door that Mrs. Jiang was suffering from tuberculosis.

In ancient times, it was indeed difficult to cure the disease with medicine.

He can only rely on special medicine to keep alive until his life is exhausted...

Madam Jiang is not at the end of her life yet, but this kind of severe shock is very common.

I don’t know who saved her in her previous life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ying put a finger into his mouth, bit his finger with a "sizzle", and then quickly stuffed it into Old Madam Jiang's mouth.