Shen Luo was always worthy of his fame as a miracle-working doctor, and it was certainly no exception this time.
Especially after seeing that Shi Qingxue was truly worried about Mo Junyang, Shen Luo finally stopped feeling irritated by Mammy Zheng.
He touched Mo Junyang’s bones for a while and then said to Shi Qingxue with a smile, “Don’t worry. The bones are not injured. Perhaps it is only a sprain. He will be fine after resting for a period.”
Shi Qingxue trusted Shen Luo’s medical skills and his loyalty to Mo Junyang, so she wouldn’t suspect his diagnosis.
She just asked cautiously, “Can we move him? When can he recover? Will…”
She was anxious to ask all the questions that she could think of, but she asked so quickly. Even though Shen Luo wanted to answer, he couldn’t answer them in time.
In the end, he had to look at Mo Junyang, unable either to laugh or to cry. He indicated with his eyes, “Enough. You have achieved your goal to make the beauty express her concern about you. Why not get up quickly? I know that such a minor injury is nothing to you.”
Mo Junyang had never been injured so seriously in this life indeed, yet he was always endurable. Even if his arm was broken, he wouldn’t frown.
Others didn’t know, but Shen Luo, a miracle-working doctor was quite clear about why Mo Junyang pretended to be so weak.
Shen Luo couldn’t bear to cheat Shi Qingxue who cared about Mo Junyang sincerely. If Mo Junyang didn’t figure out a way to end it, the doctor would expose this “patient”.
Receiving Shen Luo’s threat, Mo Junyang kept his composure and just wrapped Qingxue’s hand with his backhand, comforting her in a low voice. “Don’t worry. I don’t feel the pain anymore.”
Shi Qingxue just thought that he was soothing her, so she shouted angrily, “You fell so heavily. How can you not feel the pain? Don’t lie to me.”
She blinked desperately and wanted to hold back the tears in her eyes. If she cried, she would be disgraced.
This time, she didn’t shed tears, but with tears on her eyelashes because she blinked too hard, she looked more fragile and pitiful.
Mo Junyang felt sad for her.
He hadn’t expected that he could make Shi Qingxue reveal her true feelings because he showed his weakness after he was merely injured.
Shi Qingxue who acted like this made him happy and feel sorry for her.
He wondered if he had gone too far, while he couldn’t help but request in a low voice, “I am fine. No matter how serious my injury is, you will look after me, right?”
As Shi Qingxue felt guilty, after hearing that, she naturally nodded repeatedly and took the responsibility without hesitation. “Of course. Even if you don’t say that, I will look after you till you fully recover. Don’t worry. Doctor Shen will surely cure you…”
The two whispered to each other, and Shen Luo rolled his eyes while listening.
Doctor Shen couldn’t help but curse in secret as Mo Junyang was shameless.
Mo Junyang just got a sprain and would be fine after one or two days as long as the ointment for traumatic injury was applied.
However, Shen Luo had almost expected that their master would stay indoors to heal his wound in the next ten days or half a month.
They heaved a sigh of relief, while Shi Junhe was as anxious as the ants on a hot pan, yet he didn’t dare to complain.
He just asked in a low voice when they were talking, “Doctor Shen, are you available now…”
Shen Luo uplifted his brows and glanced at Shi Junhe. He wanted to express arrogantly like a boss, “I am not free.”
Huh! Weren’t they lofty just now?
Shen Luo wanted to see who was anxious. Anyway, it was not him.
“Ahem!” Mo Junyang coughed, pretending to be unintentional.
Shi Qingxue was in a state of extreme nervousness because of the man’s injury, and she asked in a hurry, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
“I am fine,” Mo Junyang answered gently and then glanced at Shen Luo casually.
Shen Luo was speechless.
Fine. He had to do it out of consideration for somebody else.
Even though he was unhappy about these people’s attitudes, they were Shi Qingxue’s family anyway.
When Shi Junhe begged Shen Luo to save his wife again, the miracle-working doctor stated lazily at last, “Don’t worry. She was just too emotional, so she went unconscious. She will be fine after sleeping.”
Shi Junhe sighed with relief and tried to put Dong Hui to bed.
However, Mammy Zheng still persistently pointed to Shen Luo’s nose and cursed, “You are an unqualified doctor. Do you know how to treat a patient? If Madam were really fine, how would she act like a mad person earlier? You must have made a prescription randomly before you diagnosed, so Madam became like this.”
Shen Luo couldn’t speak a word.
All people stayed silent.
Mammy Zheng was skilled in making unfounded countercharges, which made all people speechless.
In some way, it was an awesome capability, right?
Shen Luo was denounced by Mammy Zheng repeatedly, so he wouldn’t let it pass.
He wouldn’t retort Shi Qingxue, yet could he spare Shi Junhe?
His glance and faint smile made Duke Shi feel ashamed of himself and speak with guilt. “I am incapable of disciplining the servants, so she offended you. Please forgive me, Doctor Shen.”
Gee, this old man deserved to be Shi Qingxue’s father, and Shen Luo couldn’t find fault with him in manners, so he couldn’t make complaints.
Shen Luo sighed in a feigned manner and didn’t make things difficult for Shi Junhe. He explained unhurriedly, “Your wife was scared greatly after she was poisoned and had premature birth, so her body was damaged, and she hasn’t freed from the awareness of self-protect. It is common for the mothers who have just given birth to babies. Duke Shi, don’t be panicked.”
To put it bluntly, Dong Hui suffered from postpartum depression.
It was not Dong Hui’s first time to give birth to babies, but she suffered from postpartum depression. It could be seen how frightened she was this time.
Shi Junhe didn’t dare to neglect it, so he hurriedly asked, “What can we do?”
“Spend more time with her and be obedient to her. Don’t irritate her anymore. She will be fine in a few days.” Shen Luo spoke out the solution, looking uninterested.
To be frank, even though he knew that the patient was Shi Qingxue’s biological mother, he was clear about what Dong Hui had done, so he was unable to force himself to like her.
Anyway, postpartum depression was caused by mental factors, and she didn’t need to take medicine. As for how much Dong Hui could recover, it depended on how much her family could do for her.
Shen Luo yawned and wanted to say goodbye as he saw that Wei Zichao had helped Mo Junyang up nimbly.
Shi Qingxue wanted to follow Mo Junyang, but she was worried about Dong Hui, so she didn’t know what to do for a moment.
Shi Junhe stated first, “I will take care of your mother. Take away your brother now. A newborn baby will be scared easily. Ask Doctor Shen to check on him, in case that there is some hidden trouble.”
It was said that the older, the wiser.
Shi Junhe knew that although he was the honorable Duke Shi, in front of Shen Luo, his words were not as important as Shi Qingxue’s. Moreover, what he said to Shi Qingxue meant that he attached more importance to the mother Dong Hui and ignored the innocent baby, even though it was tactful.
He was ashamed and had to pin his hopes on Shi Qingxue.
Shi Qingxue didn’t think about so much. Hearing her father’s entrustment, she naturally agreed.
At the same time, she asked Mo Junyang to stay in the Langyue Pavilion to heal his wound, not to return to King Rui’s mansion in a hurry.
Because the Langyue Pavilion was close to the Luotong Boudoir, Mo Junyang had no objection and expressed, “I am fine. Tell Luo to make some sedative tea for this baby, and then he will probably be well after drinking it.”
Mo Junyang had saved the baby in person, at the price of being injured, so he certainly ensured the baby’s safety.
He just showed more concern because Shi Qingxue cared about the baby.
Shen Luo was helpless under Mo Junyang’s order. After hearing that, he held the baby from Xia Mang and talked to Shi Qingxue, “Fine, the patient is left to you. I will take care of the baby, okay?”
Shi Qingxue said yes repeatedly and then asked what she should pay attention to when she looked after Mo Junyang. She didn’t notice the two men exchange glances.
Shi Qingxue applied ointment to Mo Junyang’s wound and rubbed it carefully and meticulously as Shen Luo told her.
The charcoal oven was still burning and made the whole room warm. The upper part of Mo Junyang’s body was naked, and his right arm with bruises was revealed. Especially a large part of the shoulder blade was swollen, although he said that it was not serious.
Qingxue felt sad while looking at it. She couldn’t help but reach out her hand to caress it, and she didn’t dare to put forth strength as she was afraid that she would hurt him. “Does it hurt?”
In fact, Mo Junyang didn’t feel much pain, yet when Qingxue touched the wound gently, he felt itchy on his shoulder blade.
He felt itchy in his heart, too.
Since Shi Qingxue cared about him so much, Mo Junyang who was skilled in seizing the chance to get more profit took a deep breath exaggeratedly and then breathed out slowly before “forcing” a smile. He replied “feebly”, “I am fine.”
Wei Zichao who watched everything was speechless.
Oh, God, his eyes were going to be blind. What should he do?
Shi Qingxue thought that she had hurt Mo Junyang, so she withdrew her hand in a hurry, looking at Mo Junyang, as if he were a fragile and valuable porcelain. “I did it with much strength. How about letting Zichao do it? Something like this happened to him frequently, and he must be more skilled in handling it than me.”
Mo Junyang and Wei Zichao kept silent.
Seeing that Mo Junyang’s face twisted and turned livid, the guard almost burst into laughter.
“Ahem!” Wei Zichao instantly coughed twice and concealed his smile.
Oh, gosh. Today he had finally seen that somebody lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet.
Mo Junyang was smart innately and could predict everything. He planned very carefully with every conceivable possibility taken into account.
Unexpectedly, he was counterattacked in such a trifle and had nothing to say after being retorted.
Oh, somebody still didn’t notice it.
Mo Junyang couldn’t vent his anger, so he had to restrain it.
Wei Zichao finally enjoyed the master’s changeable expression which could hardly be seen in one hundred years.
Seeing that Mo Junyang narrowed his eyes and looked at him, Wei Zichao hurriedly became well-behaved and dissociated himself before the master turned against him. “My Lady, you are joking. I am a rough man and can’t control my strength. Even if His Excellency is pained, he has to put up with it.”
After that, he added insincerely, “If you insist on asking me to apply the ointment for His Excellency, I will naturally do it without hesitation. After all, this is my duty, not yours, My Lady.”