The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

"Mrs. Song, is your medicine ready? Master asked me to bring it over."

The two were staring at each other, and a young man hurried in.

Shen Yijia looked over and recognized that it was an apprentice beside the imperial physician. She patted her forehead, ignored Xuanyuan Ye, and turned to look at the medicine she had boiled.

Although they all had the plague, the degree of infection of each patient was different, and the dosage of medicine was naturally different.

Seeing that it was almost over, she poured out the concoctions from the dozen or so pots and put them on the tray and handed them to the boy: "Okay, take it away."

"Hey, thank you Mrs. Song." The boy took the medicine and left.

Shen Yi Jiasui added water to the medicine tank again.

"Mrs. Song, let me help you." Aunt Liu came over at some point, and without waiting for Shen Yijia to speak, she brought a ladle to help her add water.

Shen Yijia cast a glance at her and did not refuse.

Among the people who helped to boil the medicine here, Aunt Liu was the most optimistic, and seemed to have endless things to say every day.

Listening to her chattering gossip and some interesting things, the haze in everyone's heart seemed to dissipate a little.

But Shen Yijia had clearly seen her hide her tears several times.

After listening to other people chatting, she learned that Aunt Liu's husband and son had both contracted the plague and entered the quarantine area.

I don't know whether to call her lucky or unfortunate. Her mother-in-law's sister-in-law introduced her son to a marriage a while ago. She happened to return to her mother's house to give thanks a few days ago when the plague spread.

"Mrs. Song, you and Lord Song just got married, right? Look how nervous he is to you."

Song Jingchen came to the pharmacy to see Shen Yijia once. In fact, the two of them just said a few words and went to work on their own, but in the eyes of others, it was a good relationship.

Shen Yijia shook her head: "It's been almost three years."

Aunt Liu looked at Shen Yijia up and down, as if she didn't expect her to get married so early: "Then you have children, right?"

Shen Yijia added two pieces of carbon to each stove, and paused after hearing the words: "No."

Aunt Liu couldn't believe it: "I haven't had children for three years."

"Then you have to be careful, Master Song is young and handsome, don't..." She seemed to think it was inappropriate to say this, she turned and said, "I have a recipe, do you want to try it? Eat a few times to ensure that you can get a man in one fell swoop."

Shen Yijia didn't feel it when no one said it, and she felt strange when someone mentioned it. She remembered that when she was in Xiagou Village, An Dong's daughter-in-law was pregnant within a month.

Just as he was about to ask about the recipe, a soldier came in and said that something was delivered from outside, and the third prince asked him to ask Shen Yijia to check it out.

The main purpose of checking is to see if the quantity of medicinal materials is correct.

This is not difficult, it just needs a person who knows medicinal materials to do it.

But the rest of the people were taking care of the patients in the isolation area and couldn't get away, so Xuanyuan Ziming had to go to Shen Yijia, who had learned half-baked medical skills.

"Then what about my medicine stoves?"

"Mrs. Song, go ahead, Caomin will help you watch." A middle-aged man stood up and said.

The middle-aged man Shen Yijia had met several times. He always sat alone in the corner guarding the stove and didn't talk to anyone very much, but he would stand up to help anyone who needed something.

Aunt Liu and several other women also help to watch, so that she doesn't have to worry.

Shen Yijia said thank you and followed the soldiers away.

Seeing that she just left, Xuanyuan Ye's eyes were red with anger. This scene was very similar to what everyone just said to help her see the stove.

Especially when Shen Yijia exposed her tricks in public, she always felt that the eyes of others looked at her with meaning.

She didn't dare to leave a wound on her hand because she was afraid of contracting the plague. Who would have thought that Shen Yijia would be so persistent.

Unable to hang his face, Xuanyuan Ye didn't want to stay in this ghost place any longer, so he stood up and walked out.

Wounds, plagues...

Something flashed in her mind, and before she could catch it, her foot slipped, and Xuanyuan Ye's body fell to the side uncontrollably.

"The princess!"

Bai Zhi exclaimed and rushed over without thinking.

Bang~ The two master and servant fell into a ball. Everyone was taken aback by the change and rushed over to help them up.

Fortunately, there was Angelica padding underneath, but Xuanyuan Ye was not injured, but when Angelica rushed over, the palm of his hand was a little scratched.

"Who splashed the water on the ground?" Aunt Liu asked, pointing to a water stain on the ground.

Xuanyuan Ye's feet slipped because of this.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, there is a well next to it, and it is normal for everyone to accidentally splash out when they are fetching water.

Aunt Liu also thought of this after asking.

"Miss Baizhi is injured, so hurry up and find a doctor to deal with it." The middle-aged man said suddenly.

"Yes, yes, this should not be delayed."

...

Shen Yijia didn't see Xuanyuan Ye when she came back, and only learned about Bai Zhi's injury after asking.

"Fortunately, Miss Bai Zhi blocked the county lord, otherwise it would be the county lord who was injured." Aunt Liu sighed: "I'll go find a cloth to wipe the water over there, and don't have anyone else next time. It's not good to slip."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly went to find the cloth.

Shen Yijia frowned. She just went to draw water before she left, and she didn't see any water on the ground.

Xuanyuan Ye was so afraid of death, it was impossible for her to throw it herself, so she pretended to fall.

Shen Yijia thinks this is unlikely.

But because of this, Shen Yijia didn't bother to go to Xuanyuan Ye again the next day, mainly because she felt bored.

"You did it." Xuanyuan Ye stood in front of her and looked at her coldly, not even pretending to be the mask of the past.

Shen Yijia was inexplicable: "What did I do again?"

"Did you splash the pool of water on the ground? I asked, you were the last to fetch water before I fell."

Shen Yijia was going to be pissed off. When the big scumbag had an accident, this person would bite her and won't let go, and now he's here again.

She looked at Xuanyuan Ye like a fool: "Do you think I have the ability to predict the future? You're going to pass by there, so I poured water in advance and waited for you to fall?"

Xuanyuan Ye:  …

"You think too highly of yourself, I want to clean up you, where do I need so much trouble?"

Haven't you been looking for fault with her all the time?

Xuanyuan Ye choked.

It seems to be the case.

Can……

"Baizhi fell ill." Xuanyuan Yehong roared with eyes.

Bai Zhi developed a high fever last night and was sent to the quarantine area early this morning.

Shen Yijia paused and moved her left hand: "Since you're sick, take care of her, why did you come to me? Didn't she get hurt because of you?"

She still had to deliver medicine, so she didn't want to waste time with Xuanyuan Ye here, so she just walked around her and left.

Xuanyuan Ye was trembling with anger, staring at Shen Yijia's back, wishing to poke a hole in her.

It wasn't until Shen Yijia disappeared at the corner that she retracted her gaze and was about to check on Bai Zhi's situation when two men suddenly appeared and blocked her way.

As more and more people got sick recently, Ji Luo made several medicine bags to wear with him overnight. Song Jingchen didn't go home last night, and Shen Yijia was going to send it to him.

Seeing her coming, Song Jingchen was stunned and said anxiously, "Why did you come here?"

"You didn't go home yesterday." Shen Yijia glanced at the pile of corpses behind him, and Song Jingchen subconsciously moved to block her sight.

In fact, Shen Yijia has seen several rotting corpses in the past few days, and she has long been numb.

But Song Jingchen didn't know, he thought she was decocting medicine in the pharmacy every day.

"Let's get out of here first." After that, he instructed Thirty Wan, took off one glove, pulled Shen Yijia's sleeve with two fingers and left.

Shen Yijia glanced at the corner of his sleeve, and held him with his backhand speechlessly.

Song Jingchen was startled and wanted to throw her hand away, but was squeezed even tighter.

"Nonsense, I haven't cleaned my hands yet..."

"Didn't you just wear gloves? And..." Shen Yijia leaned closer to him and whispered, "I think I seem to be immune to this plague."

Song Jingchen paused and looked around, noticing that the soldiers around were watching them, he sped up and led Shen Yijia away.

When he walked to a place where no one was there, he stopped and said with a frown, "Mother said?"

Shen Yijia shook her head and stretched out her left hand to show him. She saw a finger-long scab on her palm. It should have just scabbed, and the surrounding area was still red.

Song Jingchen's pupils shrank: "When did you get hurt?"

Shen Yijia still felt unlucky when she mentioned this, she puffed her cheeks and said, "Didn't I go to help check the herbs yesterday?"