After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 89 - Helpless
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Helpless
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Helpless
“Oh? Is that so? It so happens that I have quite an acquaintance with Director Liu, and his medical skills are indeed extraordinary. One day I shall personally visit him to see if things are as simple as you say they are.”
Lady Zhao’s expression became flustered upon hearing Su Yu mention Director Liu, but she quickly adjusted her emotions and regained her composure.
An outsider maidservant has been unnoticed for so long, obviously not a local, how could she possibly have any connection with Director Liu? She must be bluffing.
Besides, after so many years, even if one would go to find Director Liu, he would likely have forgotten the past, asking would be futile.
Thus, Lady Zhao pulled over the blanket, wrapping herself tightly, and lay back down, leaving only the words, “If you want to go then go, but do not disturb my rest.”
Su Yu stepped out of the room and instructed Jiang Xunzhong, “Remember the task I asked you to do, Ziling is anxiously waiting.”
Jiang Xunzhong nodded repeatedly, a flash of excitement in his eyes, “Okay, okay, rest assured, I will arrange everything as soon as possible.”
The thought of his son’s leg possibly recovering filled Jiang Xunzhong’s heart with an indescribable joy and anticipation.
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Su Yu noticed a trace of hidden sorrow in his expression that was not entirely cold and heartless, so she slowed her departing steps, driven by curiosity and confusion, and asked, “Regarding the matter of seeking medical treatment for Jiang Ziling, do you truly know nothing? Where exactly were you at that time?” Her tone was mixed with an involuntary concern and inquiry.
On hearing this, Jiang Xunzhong sighed lightly, as if that period had reopened a hidden wound in his heart, “Alas! At that time, I was urgently summoned by the government to take part in the repair work of the city walls, and once gone, it was three months before I could return home. If I could have stayed at home, perhaps the two brothers would not have suffered such serious injuries.”
Having said this, his gaze dimmed, as if recalling those unbearable days, “When the unfortunate news arrived like a bolt from the blue, I almost fell from the high city wall. The foreman, who pitied my plight, did not dare to release me because the task was urgent. Thankfully, he sympathized with my desperation and made an exception by advancing me ten taels of silver as my wages. In a hurry, I entrusted a fellow townsman to take the silver home and instructed his mother to definitely find a good director to save Ziling.”
Su Yu’s mind suddenly became clear, as many doubts seemed to find reasonable explanations at this moment.
She speculated that Lady Zhao, being stingy with silver, might have delayed Jiang Ziling’s treatment.
However, this was only her speculation based on the current situation and was lacking solid evidence.
Therefore, she decided to first visit Director Liu to inquire about the full story. Once all the truth comes to light, she would make it public and reveal Lady Zhao’s true face.
Meanwhile, in that humble room, Fang Qin’s gaze followed Su Yu’s departing figure, until she completely disappeared from sight.
Fourth Lady’s words were like a thorn embedded deep in her heart, difficult to let go.
If there were indeed unexpected troubles ahead, behind them would certainly be Su Yu’s meticulous plotting and manipulation.
A thought quietly arose in her mind: If she could take the initiative to eliminate this thorn in her side, wouldn’t she then be able to rest easy forever?
With this thought, a fierce glint involuntarily shone in Fang Qin’s eyes.
However, the cries of the baby Dazhuang in her arms timely interrupted her train of thought.
Overcome with weakness and unable to nurse, she scanned her surroundings, but found no one willing to lend a hand. Out of sheer desperation, she steeled herself and once more stepped into Lady Zhao’s room.
At that time, Lady Zhao had barely found a moment to catch her breath from exhaustion and was about to close her eyes for a short rest. Much to her dismay, Fang Qin’s second visit disrupted the rare tranquility she had found.
Lady Zhao’s heart was a tumult of emotions, and she couldn’t help but murmur to herself, complaining incessantly, “When will I ever have a moment of peace? My body is as feeble as a willow in the wind, and even a brief rest has become a luxury. Can the world really not go on without me?” While reluctant in every possible way, the thought of her grandchild hungry and crying moved her to prop up her ailing body. She took out a few copper coins from her hidden private stash and handed them to Fang Qin.
As she did so, she couldn’t stop herself from scolding, “What’s wrong with your brain? Showing up empty-handed when asking others for favours, why should anyone help you out for nothing?”
Fang Qin took the money without a word of thanks and dashed out the door like a shooting star.
Along the way, her mind whirred, quickly considering which women in the village with young children she hadn’t yet visited and who might be able to help with nursing.
Finally, at the east end of the village, Fang Qin unexpectedly encountered Bai Linger.
The Jiang Family’s little treasure was about to turn three and had not yet been weaned. Bai Linger had planned to deal with it after the child’s third birthday.
Now faced with Fang Qin’s sudden visit and the promise of a reward, Bai Linger’s inner balance tipped instantly, without a moment’s hesitation… After all, her own sturdy boy was not picky about food and enjoyed every meal. Missing a few mouthfuls of milk once in a while was unlikely to do him any harm.
This way, she could use the opportunity to wean her child and gain an unexpected fortune at the same time—it was a win-win situation.
Where else could she find such a good deal? Bai Linger smiled as she took the chubby little fellow from Fang Qin’s arms, gently lifted her shirt, and prepared to bring the baby close to her warm embrace.
However, the little guy was shrewd and especially sensitive to unfamiliar scents; he wasn’t about to let someone get close so easily. Dazhuang twisted his small body incessantly and let out an ear-splitting cry. His round little face turned bright red with the effort of crying, looking both pitiable and stubborn.
Seeing this, Bai Linger could only shake her head helplessly and sigh, “Big sister, look, your baby clearly isn’t happy. I’m really at a loss here.”
Fang Qin looked at her son as if he was the most aggrieved creature on Earth and felt as if her heart were being sliced by a sharp blade, her resentment towards Su Yu growing by the day.
“What am I to do? The child is still so young, and he can’t just chew on dry food…,” she couldn’t finish her sentence before tears fell like beads off a broken string.
Seeing this, Bai Linger quickly tried to console her, “Alright, alright, no more crying. We can try this: first, you soothe him to sleep, and when he’s drowsy and hungry, maybe he’ll be willing to try.”
“That’s all we can do, give it a try.”
Fang Qin accepted the advice and held Dazhuang tightly. Sure enough, as time went by, the child’s cries gradually weakened until he fell into a deep sleep.
As a mother, the sound of her child crying from hunger was like a knife to her heart, and it felt like she had two heavy stones pressing on her chest, making every step she took painful.
To alleviate the discomfort, she had no choice but to drink a lot of water. Even though it made her belly swell like an inflated ball, there was nothing else she could do.
