Chapter 68 I Don't Want To Marry You

Jian Mei drew back her hand and said a little embarrassedly, "Madam, what do you mean?"

"Why are you still shy?" The woman looked at him with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, young people are thin-skinned, just know what you have in mind."

Although she said so, Gass didn't think so.

As a mayor and a nobleman, he despises Jian Mei in his heart. How can someone like a commoner be worthy of his son?

"Although Madam said so, don't forget your duty." Gars said in a cool voice beside him: "Especially outside, don't do any more humiliating things to our house, understand? ?"

Jian Mei felt that she had begun to be confused, what is this all about?

Although he doesn't understand, Jian Mei still speaks neither humble nor arrogant. During this time in the other world, he has gradually become a lot smoother, and he has also begun to accept the system here: "It has always been my duty to treat the young master, and I have not I forgot, as for what you said about embarrassing you outside, I'm sorry, it's me who caused you trouble."

Jia Si thought that Jian Mei should be grateful to Dade at this time, and swore that he would take good care of his master in the future. What he did not expect was that the child was still communicating with himself in a serious manner. When he looked up at Jian Mei, he confronted him. It was also a pair of clear eyes. There was no surrender and humility that he wanted to see in those eyes. This child never seemed to be aggressive, but at this moment, Gass suddenly felt that he The bones are hard.

Just as the two were talking, someone came in to break the silence, and it was Grandma Li who pushed the young master in.

The young master was sitting in a wheelchair and called into the house: "Medium."

Jane turned around.

The young master looked at Jia Si and his mother and said, "Father, mother."

Gass said, "Why are you here?"

"I thought about coming over at night to greet you all." The young master said without changing his face: "I didn't expect to see my attendant here."

Gass said slowly: "If you meet him outside, just ask him to come over and chat for a while."

The young master chuckled: "Is the father finished talking, I will take him away."

Garth: "Whatever."

Jian Mei bowed and saluted Jia Si, walked to the young master's side, took the wheelchair, pushed the person and walked out slowly. The three of them didn't speak on the way, until when they returned to the attic, Grandma Li said The medicinal bath is ready, let the young master take it.

Jian Mei whispered: "Master, let me take you there."

The young master said, "Okay."

Entering the inner room, the hot spring water is steaming hot. It is already winter, and the weather outside is slowly getting colder. In a short time, it will be the annual heavy night festival of Stan Star. The Chong Xiao Festival is basically the beginning of spring, and at that time, it was almost a year since Jian Mei came to the house.

After the young master had finished taking a bath, Jian Mei put a needle in his leg and said, "Master, thank you for picking me up today."

"No thanks." The young master looked down at him: "Did you encounter trouble outside today?"

Jian Mei nodded lightly.

The young master said, "If it's hard outside, don't do those things."

Jane's action was abrupt.

"I've heard everything from the daytime." The young master looked at him and said, "Mia, do you know that this time I might just arrest them and warn them, but later, if their interests are violated, it may not only be It's that simple."

Although this is cruel, children must learn to face cruelty.

The young master looked at Jian Mei seriously: "Mei, although my father seems to be blaming you, he is actually protecting you."

"I heard that before you came to this mansion, you were poisoned with mushrooms and forgot a lot of things, so you may not understand some things, but now you are just a civilian, and your strength is not enough to compete with them "The young master stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from Jian Mei's forehead: "Some of the power is too great, even if it is me, my father, I just hit the stone with an egg."

Even the emperor and even the prince can't easily start an organization, how can you change it as a child.

Jian Mei's throat was a little dry, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was a little bitter: "I just want to help others."

The young master smiled: "I know."

There are too many things in this world that we have to do, and there are too many things that we can't change.

Jian Mei sat next to the young master, he was a little at a loss: "Is it my fault? I've caused trouble to the people around me."

The young master shook his head gently: "You are not wrong."

Like a person in a carriage reacts.

It's not you or your friends who's wrong, everyone is right, it seems that the world is wrong, and the law that cannot be shaken is wrong.

"My, our strength is very meager. I'm not telling you this to blame you or beat you." The young master took a sip from the glass of water next to him, and said to him with a calm and elegant face: "I just want to tell you, give up those things, just stay in the mansion, and when I get older, I should inherit the position of mayor in the future, you are with me, you just need to wait and take care of me. Now, I will ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing, and you don't have to face those things again."

It's okay to just live this life in a calm way.

Jian Mei hesitated for a moment after listening, and just when the young master thought that he only needed to wait for Jian Mei to agree or not, the child looked at him quietly and only asked gently: "Then what should those people do? ?"

Those people, who are they?

It's a child who was swept away by Pegasus and rolled on the street and fainted without anyone to care. It's a commoner who went to the hospital with an inflamed wound but couldn't go to the hospital because the priest was in a bad mood. The servants who suffer alone are poor people who suffer from typhoid fever and can only endure silently.

Beneath this sky, there are sorrows everywhere, and under the prosperity blessed by the gods, there is a dead and silent world.

The stinking roads of Zhumen’s wine and meat are frozen to death, the nobles are singing every night, and the common people are already very hard and difficult just to live.

...

The room was dead silent.

quite a while

The young master said, "Mia, but you're just an ordinary person. You don't have a pharmacist certificate, and even seeing a doctor is wrong."

Yes, but you are just an ordinary person.

There is no light in this dead and silent world, don't you understand?

Jian Mei, who was sitting on the small chair next to him, didn't lose his head. He took a deep breath and said, "Then I will go to the Imperial Capital to study in the spring next year!"

The young master looked at him slightly surprised.

"Is it enough for me to get the pharmacist's certificate?" Jian Mei's tone was cheerful, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a light smile in his eyes: "I won't break the law after that."

The young master knew that what he said was right, but still said: "But you can't change anything. Those priests have great power to heal, you can't shake it..."

Jane said: "It doesn't matter, if I can help one person, I will be one person, if I can save one patient, it will be one person. In short, I can do something."

When he spoke, his voice was always soft, but just as his father thought, the young master suddenly felt that Jian Mei's bones were hard, his identity and appearance were not stunning, but the light in his eyes and body was It was so dazzling, and in a moment, the young master seemed to see a little hope in such a small room.

The reason why most great men are great is not that they brought victory to a hopeless world, but that they walked on a hopeless road and finally ushered in victory.

...

in a few days

Jian Mei went to Pingping's house early in the morning. It was about to be a heavy night festival. Pingping's mother prepared some small cakes and asked Jian Mei to come and get them.

Because the location of Pingping's house is a bit remote, every time Jianmei will hire a carriage, because the gold coins have been spent some time ago, this time he took the car to the side and got down and walked on his legs.

When he was about to pass a corner, it was a small farmhouse. There was a middle-aged man sitting under the tree at the door of the house. He was taking a nap, but for some reason, he suddenly began to cough violently, and his breath was very bad.

Jian Mei walked over to support him in small steps, and asked with some concern, "Are you alright?"

The emperor slowed down, then shook his head gently: "It's okay."

Jian Mei didn't seem to be in particularly good condition, and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need." The emperor took a deep breath and said, "It's all old problems."

If it was on Earth, Jian Mei might have believed it, but in Stan Star, most people's lines are not used. Many people will not choose to seek medical treatment if they have a disease that is not serious or that they can endure. Forbearance is forbearance, and only when it is impossible to hold on will he choose to enter the hospital. Obviously, this should also be the case.

The emperor sat, glanced at Jian Mei, and smiled: "Thank you, young man."

Jian Mei shook his head: "You're welcome, if you don't mind, can I help you get a pulse?"

The emperor was stunned: "What is the pulse."

Jane said patiently: "Well... it's just to check the body, but I don't need supernatural power. I'll know a little bit of remedies, and I can help you see what's wrong. You can rest assured that there is no danger to you."

The emperor was interested: "Then try it."

Jian Mei asked him to put his hands on his knees and then half squatted to start to feel the pulse. It took a long time to feel the pulse, and slowly, his brows were wrinkled, and his face became much more serious.

The emperor originally wanted him to try it out as a joke, but now, seeing the child's face, he tentatively asked, "Is my physical condition very serious?"

"The left meridian has a floating number and no root, the qi and blood are extremely depleted, and the right meridian has a little shortness of breath, which is a pulse sign of consumptive exhaustion and overwork, and you should usually be under a lot of stress, there are signs of overthinking, and..." said As he spoke, he paused and asked, "Do you usually feel a tingling in your heart?"

The emperor said, "How do you know?"

"In all cases of fatigue and damage, the five internal organs have their own masters, but the heart is the most." Jian Mei whispered: "Are chest tightness, palpitations, coughing and wheezing from last winter, and they are more serious this winter?"

The emperor nodded: "Yes."

Divine power heals obvious wounds, but there is no way for this kind of self-inflicted heart disease.

Arriving here, the emperor suddenly really felt that the child had two brushes, and immediately said very modestly: "Then according to you, is there any cure for my body?"

In fact, the priests said that he was in good health, but the emperor knew that he had not been for a few years.

Of course, Jian Mei also knows that from the perspective of the patient's body, if it continues like this, it is estimated that it will take 1-2 years at most, but if it is nourished well, it is another matter.

Jian Mei will not make people pessimistic, but only speaks: "Of course there is a cure, and it needs to be well adjusted."

The emperor thought he was going to perform a magic trick on himself, so he asked, "What kind of magic do you want to perform?"

Jian Mei shook her head: "I have no divine power."

The emperor was stunned. Of course, he had heard of this child before. The herbal bag he had researched could help many poor people take medicine, and it was rumored that this child had no magical power, but he did not expect it to be true, so he asked: "Then you How to treat it?"

Just as Jian Mei was about to speak, she paused again.

He doesn't have a doctor's qualification certificate, so he has no way to practice medicine. Although the herbal medicine can be exchanged with points, he should not meddle in these business affairs.

"Well... I suggest that you'd better go to the hospital." Jian Mei finally began to say: "Go to the hospital as soon as possible, your illness can't be delayed any longer. If you don't go to the hospital in time, your life may be in danger."

The emperor smiled bitterly: "Of course, I actually went to see a doctor a long time ago, but my illness, the hospital has no cure."

Jian Mei was stunned, he thought that the priests of the healing department were omnipotent.

Just as the two were talking, a woman came out of the room. She was wearing a veil, but her temperament was very beautiful. She was stunned when she saw the two talking, and then just as she was about to speak, there was a momentary pause. With the cool wind blowing, the emperor began to pant and cough again. When he coughed, his whole body was shaking and he looked very painful.

The woman was very anxious: "Sir, are you all right?"

The emperor shook his head gently, he raised his head and smiled at Jian Mei again and said, "Thank you, doctor, thank you for your kindness, I accept it."

...

doctor

It turns out that he can also be called a doctor now?

Jian Mei suddenly remembered the appearance of his grandfather, the appearance of his father, saving the dying and helping the wounded, hanging the pot to help the world, a doctor, and a benevolent heart.

What would Grandpa think if he knew that he could not save the sick?

If the magic in the hospital is really useless, then the person in front of him may die in less than a year. Yes, he will die, and he could have been saved.

Looking at the man who was panting in pain, Jian Mei's heart also clenched. He hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward and said, "I can give you a herbal prescription, but you have to promise me two things."

Concubine Xi looked at Jian Mei meaningfully, she guessed that it was nothing more than asking for money.

The emperor looked at Jian Mei quietly and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"The first is that you can't tell other people about my treatment for you, not even your neighbors or relatives. You can't spread this matter out."

The emperor was a little surprised, but still asked: "What about the second thing?"

Jian Mei whispered: "The second thing is that you need to calm down, stop worrying too much, and cooperate with my treatment, you can't stop the medicine, and don't be overly tired."

Concubine Xi was a little surprised and asked: "Little gentleman, don't you ask about medical expenses?"

Jian Mei hadn't figured out how much to receive, he hesitated for a while, and hesitantly said: "Then, how much can you give?"

He was very serious when he said his illness just now, but this young man who hesitated to ask looks a little naive, and people who look at him like this will have some affection in the bottom of their hearts.

The emperor said, "What if our conditions are more difficult?"

He thought that Jian Mei would say that if it was really difficult, he would give as much as he could.

But unexpectedly, the child said, "That's fine."

Both Concubine Xi and the emperor were stunned.

"I see that you are working so hard because you are so tired that you have damaged your body like this. You must be living a very hard life." Jian Mei's face was a little serious, and her voice was gentle: "So if it's really difficult, forget it. Now, treat yourself better."

For example, a priest in the hospital who has no money to see what kind of disease, of course he is just an ordinary person, but at this moment, the emperor suddenly felt that although this child has no supernatural power, it seems that he really has the light of God.

...

It sounds a bit outrageous, but it is true.

Concubine Xi also tried the medicine herself at first, and then asked, "Your Majesty, there won't be any problem, right?"

The emperor said slowly: "If there is really a problem with this herbal medicine, then those patients with wind-cold have had an accident long ago."

Concubine Xi felt the same.

What reassured her a little bit was that since she started drinking the medicine prescribed by Jian Mei, the emperor's cough did not seem to be so frequent, and it seemed to be quite effective.

Jian Mei can't come often. He only comes here when he has a rest day. He will stay for a while every time. , The reason for temporarily staying here is because the witch city is closed in winter, and they have to settle in a small town with the most suitable temperature.

Jian Mei also came today.

After getting along for half a month, he and the emperor have gradually become friends. When they have nothing to do, they will chat together, and the emperor is used to seeing people who are in high winds and waves, and he is feared and admired by the ministers in the court. In the harem, he was also carefully served by the concubines. In front of Jian Mei, who did not know his identity, he could speak freely, and sometimes he would be lectured by the little doctor:

"Hey, I told you, you should drink the medicine while it's hot."

"No one complained to me, so don't talk about other things, okay?"

"Can you not sit in the air all the time? You can count on your body a little bit."

Most of the time, the emperor only had to be disciplined.

More often, they would sit together, and the emperor would occasionally tell Jian Mei some anecdotes, and occasionally when he was happy, he would casually mention: "That's all in the past, now that I'm older, My health is not good, I just want to live the rest of my life, and leave other things to my children and grandchildren."

Jian Mo asked softly, "Do you have a grandson?"

"No." The emperor sighed: "I still have two sons, but they are not married and have a family. My second son is fine, but my youngest son, he is busy with work every day, more tired than me, and has no mind at all. When I think about getting a wife, I sometimes worry about whether he is going to be a bachelor for the rest of his life and has no grandchildren."

Jian Mei said: "Then his career must be very good. If he is very good, someone will definitely pursue him. Don't worry."

"There are many people who pursue him." The emperor was a little proud: "It's not that I said, no matter male or female, there should be no one who would not want to marry my son or marry into our family."

"..."

Uncle, are you too confident?

Jian Mei felt that he should be attacked: "Who said that, of course some people don't want it, I don't want it!"

The author has something to say: Zhumen's wine and meat are stinky roads with frozen bones - "From Beijing to Fengxian County to Yonghuai Five Hundred Characters"

Zhang Jingyue pointed out in "Jingyue's Quanshu, Miscellaneous Diseases and Destruction": "For all kinds of fatigue, the five internal organs have their own masters, but the heart is the most."

Mr. Zhang Xichun wrote in "Appreciation of Zhang Xichun's Classic Cases": "The left meridian has no roots, and the qi and blood are extremely depleted, while the right meridian has a little shortness of breath, which is a pulse symptom of consumptive labor and overwork."