The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 55 Do You Know? 9

When Changfeng was carried to Weirui Pavilion, Sheng Hong was stunned for a moment. He had been so caught up in the loan shark incident that he had completely forgotten about Changfeng. He only remembered him when he saw him and realized that Changfeng was indeed unconscious. He hurriedly sent someone to find a doctor, and Weirui Pavilion, which had just calmed down, was thrown into chaos again.

When Changfeng feigned illness using his special ability, even the imperial physicians personally summoned by Jia Zheng couldn't detect anything amiss. Naturally, the outside physicians Sheng Hong had hired were also unable to detect anything. Only after Sheng Hong repeatedly pressed him did Physician Liu hesitantly reveal his true identity:

"I am of limited knowledge and have no idea what illness your son has. Please, sir, seek out a more knowledgeable person!"

"Dr. Liu's medical skills are superb; please grant him your miraculous healing touch." Sheng Hong's heart sank slightly. Having served as an official for many years, he naturally understood the other party's excuse and could only offer words of persuasion.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Doctor Liu could only sigh and say, "I observe that the young master's face is pale, his limbs are cold, he is unconscious, and his pulse is like willow catkins in the cold of spring, light and weak, almost imperceptible, as if he is about to die."

"Ah!" Sheng Hong exclaimed, his legs going weak. "How is this possible? He only knelt for a short while, how could it be so serious?"

Doctor Liu shook his head: "That's the strange thing! The young master's breathing is even, his expression is calm, and there are no lesions in his internal organs. He is healthier than the average person. However, his pulse is indeed like a candle flickering in the wind, extremely weak. This illness seems to have suddenly fallen from the sky, appearing out of nowhere, without cause or effect. In my decades of medical practice, I have never encountered such a strange illness."

"How could this happen?" Sheng Hongxin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His eyes were red as he bowed with trembling hands, his voice hoarse: "My son is only eighteen years old this year, not yet of age. How could this happen? Doctor Liu, please, you must save him. As long as you can save him, I will be willing to spend any amount of money. After he recovers, I will definitely have him come to your door in person to kowtow and thank you for your great kindness."

Even though Dr. Liu had practiced medicine for decades and witnessed countless partings and deaths, seeing Sheng Hong in this state, he couldn't help but sigh at the heartache of parents everywhere.

Finally, Dr. Liu left two doses of medicine and departed. Sheng Hong staggered and collapsed into a chair, his eyes filled with tears.

What sins has he committed to deserve such punishment? He was reprimanded by the emperor in the palace as a warning to others, and at home, his concubines were having secret meetings with other men, and his wife was lending money at exorbitant interest rates. Now, his only two sons are seriously ill. Does he really have to outlive his children?

At this moment, cries of grief also rose from the backyard; the extreme sorrow of those cries was heartbreaking.

That's Lin Xiaoniang crying!

Because of the difference between men and women, after Dr. Liu finished diagnosing Changfeng, he knew that his condition was not good and was afraid that the women would not be able to withstand the shock, so he went to the front hall with Sheng Hong. Now that he has left, the servants have passed the news in.

Lin Xiaoniang was crying her heart out by Changfeng's bedside, and Wang Daniangzi couldn't help but shed tears as well. They had been fighting for nearly twenty years, and Wang Daniangzi had always wanted to sell Lin Xiaoniang off. But now, seeing her pitiful state, she felt the same way and thought she was pitiful.

Nothing is more heartbreaking than a parent outliving their child.

Shouantang

Grandma Sheng looked in the direction of Wei Rui Xuan. Hearing that mournful voice, she felt uneasy and said to Fang Mama beside her, "I don't think this voice sounds right. Go and see if something has happened."

Mrs. Fang responded and turned to inquire about the information.

Minglan lowered her gaze, thinking to herself that the voice was really nice, but she wondered what had happened to Lin Xiaoniang.

Grandma Sheng touched her forehead and saw that she was silent with her head down. She said, "Were you frightened? I'll have someone bring you some calming soup later so you won't wake up in the middle of the night."

Minglan nodded obediently, helped the old lady sit down, and poured her a cup of hot tea.

The old lady accepted the drink with relief, but before she could even drink it, Fang's mother hurriedly walked in: "Old lady, my third son fainted while kneeling in the ancestral hall. We called a doctor, but he said he's already beyond saving."

"Ah!" The old lady was startled, and the teacup fell from her hand, spilling tea all over her.

"She was fine during the day, how could she suddenly become unwell?"

"The doctor also said that his illness came on strangely, and said that he was powerless to help, leaving two doses of medicine and leaving."

Minglan took a handkerchief to wipe the water stains off the old lady's body, while her heart was pounding with fear. She was alive and well during the day, but she was not alive at night. Could this be retribution? Why didn't the retribution fall on Lin Qinshuang?

“Grandmother, let’s go see Third Brother!” Minglan said. Although she and Changfeng were not close, they were brothers after all, with an unbreakable blood bond. Hearing that he was seriously ill, she felt terrible.

"Let's go see!" Old Madam Sheng immediately changed her clothes and took Minglan to Weirui Pavilion. When they arrived, Changbai and Rulan were already there, both looking grief-stricken.

"How is Changfeng?" the old lady asked.

Sheng Hong, suppressing his grief, relayed the doctor's words to her. The old lady looked at Chang Feng's pale face and thought for a moment: "Why don't we ask the imperial physicians to take a look? They serve the royal family, and their medical skills are always more superb than those of doctors outside."

As if awakened, Sheng Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, how could I have forgotten about this? Thanks to Mother for reminding me, I will go and fetch the imperial physician right now."

Sheng Hong, clinging to hope, summoned the imperial physician, but even he was helpless in the face of the side effects of the "golden finger" (a powerful cheat device).

Now the Sheng family had given up hope. For two days, the Sheng family was filled with this oppressive atmosphere. During this time, Sheng Hong suppressed his grief and ordered people to make a coffin and prepare funeral clothes and other items to cleanse Changfeng. He was also afraid that if something really happened to Changfeng, it would be too late to prepare.

Lin Xiaoniang and Molan cried so hard they fainted several times. They stayed with Changfeng without eating or drinking. In the end, it was the eldest daughter-in-law who couldn't bear to see them like this and persuaded them to go back and rest with Rulan. After a few days, the group seemed to have reconciled.

On the third day, as dawn broke and sunlight gently shone through the clouds onto the earth, Changfeng slowly opened his eyes in bed.

"The Third Young Master is awake!"

The maidservant who was guarding the bedside immediately cheered with joy.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoniang and Sheng Hong were kneeling in front of the Buddha statue praying when they heard the maid's shout. Lin Xiaoniang was overjoyed at first, but then suddenly thought of something, tears welled up in her eyes, and she grabbed Sheng Hong's clothes: "My lord, do you think Feng'er is having a final burst of lucidity before death?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Feng'er is all better now."

As Sheng Hong said this, he was also somewhat uncertain, so he quickly asked someone to invite Doctor Liu.

Dr. Liu was reluctant to come, thinking they were still unwilling to give up. He believed the man was already exhausted and had been lying in bed for two days without eating or drinking, so he had probably exhausted his last bit of life force. He thought that waking up now was probably just a last gasp before death.

But upholding the benevolence of a doctor, he still pulled Changfeng's arm over amidst their expectant gazes and placed his fingers on it.

Ok?

His pulse was steady and rhythmic, like a gently flowing mountain spring, no different from that of an ordinary person. His eyes were bright, and his muscles were supple.

Is this person already cured?

But how did he get better?