Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 281 Awakening

"I'm from Shunqing Prefecture."

"So my sister-in-law is from the provincial capital!" Song Ying was surprised. People in the county town looked down on people from the countryside, and people in the provincial capital looked down on people from the county town. So why would a girl from the provincial capital marry into a village under Qingshui County?

She looked at Han Zhijie who was sitting on the low couch, "Sister-in-law, you and Mr. Han..."

Madam Fang sighed deeply, “When he came to the city to take the imperial examination, he arrived too late and all the inns in the city were full. When he arrived at the last inn, he begged the innkeeper to give him a room, or even the place where the clerks lived.

But at that time, the rooms of the innkeepers were also filled with scholars who were preparing for the imperial examinations. My father was the accountant of the inn, and he couldn’t bear to see him sleeping on the street and delaying the imperial examinations, so he took him home to live…”

Although Mrs. Fang spoke vaguely about the later story, Song Ying understood it clearly. Mrs. Fang fell in love with the scholar living at home, and Fang's father was also happy to have a scholar as a son-in-law. Even though Han Zhijie did not pass the exam that year, he still tacitly allowed Mrs. Fang to associate with him.

A year later, the two got married successfully. Unfortunately, Han Zhijie never passed the exam, and Fang's father changed his attitude and was unwilling to support his daughter and son-in-law in vain.

Han Zhijie took Mrs. Fang back to his hometown to live.

Song Ying asked about life in the capital city again. Madam Fang smiled faintly and introduced the delicious food and fun things in the capital city to Song Ying like she knew them all.

It can be seen that she had a good life when she was young.

Time passed as they chatted, and at dawn, Song Ying was again too sleepy to open his eyes.

She simply put her hand into the cold water that was used to wet Han Zhijie's towel. The biting cold made her sleepiness disappear instantly.

Soon, the strong sleepiness came again, and Song Ying once again put his hand into the cold water to cool it down.

After repeating this process over and over again, I finally made it through the most difficult dawn hours and then became excited.

Madam Fang looked at her and forced a smile that was a bit embarrassing. "Thank you so much for troubling you."

"It's no trouble, no trouble. We are doctors." Song Ying smiled back at her and turned his gaze to Han Zhijie on the low couch again.

Suddenly, she saw Han Zhijie's eyeballs moving under his tightly closed eyelids. Song Ying jumped up, "He seems to be waking up!"

Madam Fang also looked over, her face turning somewhat pale, "He's really about to wake up!"

Song Ying said excitedly: "I'll go call my uncle!"

She turned and ran, "Uncle Master! Young Master Han is about to wake up! Young Master Han is about to wake up! Come quickly!"

As soon as the door was opened, the biting cold wind rushed straight into his body. Song Ying opened his mouth and took a deep breath of cold air, and then his mind became clearer.

Only then did she realize that something was wrong and left Madam Fang alone with Han Zhijie in the room!

Song Ying didn't even bother to close the door, and rushed back to the inner room, just in time to see Madam Fang bending over, her upper body completely blocking Han Zhijie. The hand inside seemed to be caressing Han Zhijie, and she kept shouting, "Husband, wake up! Husband, think about it quickly..."

Her heart suddenly shrank, and she rushed over and grabbed Madam Fang's hand, "Sister-in-law Fang!"

Because he was rushing too fast, when one hand grabbed over, the other hand naturally supported itself on the edge of the couch, trying to steady his body.

Unexpectedly, it was Madam Fang's hand below, and she had no time to withdraw her hand.

She pressed her hand down, and the next moment she heard Madam Fang scream out in pain, and then she felt a piercing pain in her hand.

Song Ying couldn't help it, nor did he want to hold it back. He let out a cry and quickly withdrew his hand.

Blood beads quickly appeared at the first joint of her left index finger.

She lowered her eyes and saw a thin embroidery needle piercing through the fingernail on the thumb side of Madam Fang's left hand. There was a little red on the tip of the needle.

I don’t know whether it is her blood or Madam Fang’s blood.

In this situation, could it be that Madam Fang noticed her coming back and hurried to put away the needle, but she didn't expect her to press it down...

Song Ying blinked quickly, then her eyes widened and she asked in surprise, "Why is there an embroidery needle here?

That lady dropped her needle here while sewing. Ouch, it hurts so much! Sister Fang, are you okay? I'm so sorry."

Madam Fang took a deep breath, and her pale face finally regained some color. She shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's just a prick of the needle. We do needlework, so we've all been pricked by needles before. We're used to it."

"This is different from being pricked while doing needlework. I'll apply some medicine for you later." Song Ying said, pushing her away without saying a word, pulling open Han Zhijie's eyelids to take a look, and then feeling his pulse.

She had not learned how to take a pulse, so of course she could not feel anything, but she imitated the way Doctor Ma took people's pulses, with a serious face, as if she was carefully feeling the beating of the pulse.

Soon, Doctor Ma rushed in wearing a coat, "Let me see!"

Song Ying immediately made way for her, and at the same time did not forget to push Madam Fang out again.

Then, Lin Wenxuan also rushed in, looked at Han Zhijie on the low couch, and then looked at Song Ying who was holding his hands, "What happened to you just now?"

Song Ying shook her hand and said, "It's okay. I was accidentally pricked by a needle."

Lin Wenxuan was just wondering, their silver needles had been counted and nothing was missing, and then he saw her complaining with her teeth bared, "I don't know which lady left a needle here while sewing."

After hearing this, Lin Wenxuan still had nothing to understand.

The inner room of the clinic is not allowed to be entered by anyone except patients. There are no aunties or grandmas doing needlework here at all. Moreover, after entering the twelfth lunar month, the neighbors would not come to the clinic if they can.

A few days ago, they had thoroughly dusted the clinic, and there was no embroidery needle left at all.

Therefore, that embroidery needle can only belong to Madam Fang!

His heart was pounding and he tried hard for a long time to stop himself from looking at Madam Fang.

Doctor Ma felt around for a while and said, "He's about to wake up!"

They waited for a while, and then saw Han Zhijie tremblingly open his eyes. He looked upwards in confusion at first, and then he turned his eyes to look at them after being stunned for a long time. "Doctor Ma?"

"Awake! Awake!" Doctor Ma breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, I'm Doctor Ma from Huichuntang. How do you feel now?"

Han Zhijie was stunned for a moment, as if he recalled what happened before he fainted, and his face became panicked, "Oh no, so many people stepped on me, my whole body hurts."

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, it's normal to feel pain. Do you feel dizzy or have chest tightness..."

Doctor Ma asked a few questions in detail, and then went to prescribe new medicine, "Prepare a dose of medicine and boil it quickly and bring it over."

Lin Wenxuan took it and turned to leave.

Madam Fang said, "Let me go. I'll boil the medicine..."

Before she could finish, Doctor Ma interrupted her and said, "It's okay, let him go. Your husband just woke up, you can talk to him."