Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 43: The young lady looks good, but she doesn’t have many years to live

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: The young lady looks good, but she doesn’t have many years to live

This one time only, when passing through Ping City, the group specifically rested for one night.

Shen Hua did not have a fever again.

However, one night she coughed up blood, fearing that Yicui would cry, Shen Hua handled the blood-stained handkerchief without telling anyone.

But she knew that ever since her soul had left her body, her health had become increasingly frail.

The carriage of Cui Mansion finally arrived in Shengjing before the year’s end.

Shengjing, right beneath the Emperor’s feet, certainly boasted more prosperity than Fengzhou City. Even the cotton clothes worn by passersby rarely had any patches.

Shen Hua lifted the carriage curtain, staring blankly at the unfamiliar streets.

The carriage ’clattered’ towards a destination, and after about 15 minutes, it finally stopped.

Cui Yun was the first to get off the carriage.

Shen Hua followed immediately, she lifted her skirts, getting off the carriage with the help of a stepping stool brought over by Ji Qing.

She looked up.

The door plaque was elegantly inscribed with the golden letters ’pear garden’.

This was the place where Shen Hua would be staying from now on.

"This place is quiet, suitable for you to recover from your illness."

"Thank you for your consideration, sir."

Cui Yun had obviously had someone clean it beforehand. The path’s snow had been cleared early, piled on both sides.

The pear garden was spacious and bright, albeit uninhabited, the decor clearly showed meticulous care.

Everything was thoroughly prepared.

The picky Shen Hua liked it very much.

"What are you dawdling for, aren’t you going to see the doctor?"

At the pavilion, Ni Kang, with his neatly combed white hair, had already been waiting for a long time.

On the stone table lay a medical box. And also some tea that had long gone cold.

A few people walked over.

Shen Hua nervously sat down on the stone bench padded with a thick cushion.

Ni Kang squinted his eyes to observe Shen Hua, straightening his back a bit after assessing her complexion.

He did not rush to take her pulse.

"How many times have you coughed up blood this month?"

Yicui hurriedly answered: "Once, half a month ago."

Ni Kang only looked at Shen Hua.

The young lady quietly said, "Three times."

"Sleepy? Night frights?"

"Yes."

Ni Kang stopped inquiring, took out the pulse pillow, and Shen Hua placed her wrist on it.

What he asked made Shen Hua’s heart pound like thunder. It was not an exaggeration to say she was stuttering from anxiety.

"Don’t be nervous."

Ni Kang said softly, and casually asked another question.

"Did you bring the prescription you’ve been taking regularly?"

"We did." Yicui hurriedly took it out, presenting it with both hands.

After an unknowable amount of time, Ni Kang withdrew his hand, scanning the prescription swiftly.

Under Shen Hua’s expectant gaze, Ni Kang pondered a moment, then spoke.

"After all, it’s a chronic old ailment, this can’t be rushed, it must be addressed slowly."

As he spoke, he pulled out a silver needle, pinched Shen Hua’s index finger, and pricked it.

The blood bead was bright and striking.

Ni Kang’s posture straightened again. His eyes sparkled with brightness.

Those familiar with him knew this was the joy he felt when he encountered a challenging disease that sparked his interest to study and resolve.

Ni Kang’s gaze towards Shen Hua also turned kinder and more approachable.

"Miss Shen, relax, I will ensure nothing happens to you."

He needed to stabilize Shen Hua; negative emotions were undesirable.

"The medications you were prescribed previously were good, just a bit strong. I will modify a few drugs, and you can continue taking them."

"You’ll need a medicinal bath every three days. Some of the medicinal ingredients are hard to find, so I must trouble the Marquis."

Ni Kang quickly wrote down several medicinal ingredients, handing the list to Cui Yun.

Cui Yun glanced through it.

He had seen the medications Shen Hua had been taking before, and the ingredients required for the medicinal bath were also merely for strengthening the body.

Nevertheless, he was very cooperative.

"Hmm."

"Okay, I’ll come back after I’ve prepared all the medicinal materials."

Ni Kang didn’t linger, packed up his medicine box, and left. He needed to go back and consult the medical books to check for any similar records.

"Sir."

Ji Qing approached with brisk steps.

"The Emperor summons you to the Imperial Palace."

Cui Yun nodded his head in acknowledgment. He looked towards Shen Hua.

"You can stay at the pear garden with peace of mind. In these troubled times, when people’s hearts have changed, it is best to seek stability. I will send a few people skilled in martial arts to protect you completely."

Shen Hua, who thought she could survive, now smiled brightly with curved eyes and brows: "Okay."

Her smile was beautiful, but she was too thin.

Cui Yun withdrew his gaze.

Ji Ge, afraid that Cui Yun would take him along to the Imperial Palace, quickly urged him, "Alright, there will be plenty of opportunities for advice later. If they become too anxious waiting there, it might be an offense we cannot afford."

"I’ll take Old Man Ni back."

Cui Yun had no desire to stay longer at this place either, so after making polite gestures to the few people present, he left.

Once he was gone, Ji Ge and Ni Kang also took their leave.

Upon entering the city gate, Ji Ge’s smile visibly faded significantly. Now, he seemed somewhat distracted.

"I wonder if my third brother is starving. He’s not livestock; how could he survive on grass every day?"

"That broken mansion of his is full of deceitful servants; I hope he hasn’t been bullied to death. Old Man Ni, give my third brother a checkup too."

Ni Kang scrunched his face. He pointed to his snow-white hair, clearly annoyed.

"It just grew too quickly."

Shen Hua, immersed in joy, had laughter in her eyes. Even the fatigue from traveling seemed negligible at this moment.

She was saved!

Indeed the trip had not been in vain.

She looked at Ni Kang as if looking at a savior.

Soon, she noticed something; except for his white hair, Ni Kang, with his celestial air, didn’t seem like a typical elderly man nearing his seventies.

"Doctor Ni, how old are you now?"

"I am about the same age as the Marquis."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hua choked up.

Ji Ge hurriedly added, "To those who don’t know, they might think you could be his grandfather."

Ni Kang coldly said, "Those who ask me for favors only know how to throw some worthless silver at me. I don’t care about that, let alone your insinuations."

He left angrily with big strides.

Ji Ge quickly followed him but didn’t forget to look back.

"Shen, I’ll take my leave first, I’ll come to see you next time."

Throughout the journey, he had switched from calling her Miss Shen to Shen.

Docilely, Shen Hua raised her hand, waving goodbye to Ji Ge’s departing figure.

Ji Ge took good care of her.

Calling her ’sister’ held no hint of flirtation, so Shen Hua didn’t find it strange.

Suddenly remembering something, she quickly turned to instruct Yicui to fetch some silver.

Nanny Cheng: "Doctor Ni’s words just now show that if the lady gives silver, it is actually an insult to him."

Shen Hua, who loved to give silver, frowned.

"No."

She was serious: "I think it must be that those people did not give enough."

As they moved away from the pavilion, Ji Ge couldn’t resist saying, "Alright, I know you old man, always pretending and lying without blinking an eye."

"Give me a clear answer, can she be treated or not?"

If even Ni Kang has no solution, then perhaps no one in this world...

Ni Kang, however, responded indirectly: "Marquis Cui, a man like him, would actually keep beauties in golden houses?"

Ji Ge, who particularly enjoyed ruining Cui Yun’s reputation, quickly nodded.

"Exactly. I was shocked when I learned about this."

"That young lady doesn’t look too bad, just that she doesn’t have many years left to live."

Catching up from around the corner, Shen Hua, who came to pay the diagnosis fee, saw Ni Kang extending a hand towards Ji Ge.

"At most five years."

"I can only try my best, her pulse is really too irregular."

Her smile, like a transient illusion, weakly split in two.

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