The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Chapter 1139: Incurable Chronic Illness

Buhui only came early to meet with Song Ci initially. Although he inquired about her diet and sleep, he did not take her pulse and merely scheduled to do so early tomorrow morning.Song Ci was indifferent; after all, her body was as such. If she could nurture it to live a few more years, it would be her gain. If not, and she had to leave, she only requested one thing— that the departure not be too painful.

As for the original old lady, she couldn’t fully blame herself, after all, it was this body that was uncooperative.

Song Zhiyuan and his brother accompanied Master Buhui back to the guest courtyard. On the way, Song Zhiyuan couldn’t resist asking, "Master, do you just watch like this with regard to our mother’s health?"

Buhui paused, turned to look at him, and said, "Prime Minister, there are countless medical cases in the world, and there are always complementary pharmacologies. Even heart diseases can be treated with heart medicines. There is only one type, old illness, for which there is no cure."

Song Zhiyuan felt a tremor in his heart and pinched his fingertips.

Song Zhicheng was even more terrified and said, "Master, our mother is only in her sixties, surely she is better off than those in their eighties or nineties."

"That is certainly true. However, a tree with worms and one without, can they be the same?" Buhui pointed to two trees ahead, the same kind of tree, presumably planted together, yet one of them was completely withered.

The bitterness was evident in both brothers’ eyes.

"Master, please do your best," Song Zhiyuan said in a low voice.

Buhui nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I will first take the Madam’s pulse to establish a diagnosis, then decide on a prescription."

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A night of wind and snow.

Entering the twelfth month, the weather grew increasingly colder. The windows were visibly covered in frost, presenting a stark contrast to the warmth inside, like two separate worlds.

Everyone in the mansion knew that Lin Qing’s venerable master, Buhui, had come from afar to treat Song Ci. From Madam Song to Song Ruqi, they all gathered at Chunhui Hall.

Song Ci pointed at everyone and said, "It’s just having the doctor take my pulse, why do you all act like I’m going to the battlefield? There’s no need to be so tense, it’s just changing doctors."

Madam Jiang said, "Mother’s health hasn’t improved for a long time. We don’t speak of it, but we are worried inside, thus we are naturally tense."

"Still, there’s no need for you all to stand here, making the Master tense as well. Go about your business."

Madam Song smiled and said, "Mother, rest assured, when the Master takes your pulse, we will retreat to the eastern room and won’t disturb the Master."

At this point in the conversation, what else could Song Ci say?

She couldn’t possibly stop her daughters-in-law from showing their concern and filial piety, could she?

At this moment, Lin Qing came in. When Madam Song saw her, she suddenly recalled some gossip her elder sister-in-law had mentioned when Lin Qing first arrived at the mansion.

There was talk that Lin Qing seemed enamored with the Master.

Thinking of this, Madam Song couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Lin Qing, noticing a tint of darkness under her eyes, she looked on with a sense of meaning.

No matter whether the rumors were true or not, Lin Qing’s heart was clearly unsettled.

Madam Song sighed lightly and exchanged a look of exploration with Madam Jiang, shaking her head ever so slightly.

Seeing Lin Qing come, Song Ci said to her daughters-in-law, "You all should leave. I have some private words to share with Lin Qing."

Seeing this, Madam Jiang chuckled and said, "Mother treats Doctor Lin like a daughter now, not letting us hear your conversation, you are biased."

Lin Qing blushed, looking a bit flustered.

Song Ci retorted, "There are some things you indeed should not hear to avoid frightening you, which might lead to discord between you and your husbands. Quickly, head off."

With giggles, Madam Jiang and the others retreated to the eastern room.