Chapter Seventeen Square

  Ban Jin handed a handkerchief to the little girl.

  "Really can't do it?" she asked.

  She took over the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, after a few wipes she came back to herself.

  This is the handkerchief of a foolish girl, if I use it myself will I become foolish?

  But other people's kindness can't be thrown away, so Ya Tou clenched her handkerchief in her hand and forced back her tears.

  "It's not that it can't be done," she said. "Although the master doesn't allow it, he has been asking for doctors everywhere, but when the doctors came, they didn't even prescribe any medicine, and the mistress had already fainted several times from crying."

  Half of celery oh sound.

  "What's going on with the Fourth Master? What happened all of a sudden? From which day did it start?" she asked carefully.

  Facing strangers, Ya Tou opened up and answered one by one.

  "Was her complexion initially red and then turned white?" asked Ban Jin, guiding her to confirm.

  "Yes, I thought it was just a fever at first, so I took some medicine to induce sweating, but after the sweat came out, it wouldn't stop, and my clothes were like they had been soaked in water, changing one set after another," said Yatou.

  She said here, stopped for a moment, looking at the woman sitting on the mountain stone with a hood, quiet and still like a stone statue.

  "She... " She pointed with her hand and asked Ban Jin, "Is it okay to sit like this? Aren't you sending her back?"

  Send her back, how can the young lady continue to treat the fourth master's illness?

  Ban Jin thought to herself, "I'm truly unaware of the blessings I have."

  "It's nothing, my wife just likes to sit around like this." She said, urging the maid, "And then? Are there any other symptoms?"

  Foolish people just sit around eating and sleeping all day, and even their hair is unkempt.

  "Later, people became confused, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, talking nonsense." She continued to say, and when she got to this point, she couldn't help but shed tears. "Our fourth master was such a beautiful young man, and in the blink of an eye, he became like everyone else..."

  No matter how beautiful or ugly it is, it can't compare with delicious food that tempts people. Half of the celery wants to know what's not this, busy interrupting her.

  "What did the doctor say later?" she asked.

  Why is this girl asking so many details?

  The fourth young master's servant girl looked at Ban Jin with some confusion.

  "Since he's ill, the doctors should at least give a diagnosis, right?" Pan Jinlian hastily said, "How can there be no solution at all? Is it that the doctor is not competent?"

  "Many doctors, can't all be wrong." The maid retorted, forgetting her doubts, and continued, "They say it's overthinking, hurting the brain, damaging the heart...and, and, hurting the liver and spleen and whatnot...in short, they say everything inside is hurt, but without any bumps or bruises, how can everything inside be hurt?"

  Jiang Nang heard this and stood up.

  That girl was startled.

  "She moved!" she exclaimed.

  "My wife is a human being, of course she will move!" said Ban Jin unhappily.

  The girl looked a bit embarrassed.

  "Is the young lady leaving?" asked Ban Jin, with a hint of profundity.

  "Yes." said Jingniang.

  "She spoke!" The girl exclaimed again, pointing at Cheng Jiaoniang with an incredulous face.

  "Hey, my wife isn't mute!" Ban Jin was very unhappy, how could these people gossip about his wife behind her back!

  The girl curiously sized up Cheng Jiaoniang, but unfortunately couldn't see her face because of the veil.

  I heard that fools are all born with crooked mouths and slanted eyes.

  Ban Jin had already understood Cheng Jiaoniang's hint and reluctantly pulled back that servant girl.

  "Sister, I don't know whether I should say this or not," she said.

  "What's wrong?" asked the girl.

  Ban Jin looked around and pulled the girl a few steps away.

  "I have a prescription that might save the Fourth Young Master's life," she said in a low voice.

  "What?" The girl exclaimed in surprise.

  She whispered to him in a low voice.

  "Don't shout," she said.

  "Are you telling the truth?" The girl calmed down and asked, "You...you...can diagnose illnesses?"

  At that time, the doctor's wife couldn't go out and couldn't see patients in person. All the way here, she relied on listening to illnesses.

  She inquired about the difficult and miscellaneous diseases on the street, then went back to tell her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law decided whether she could be cured or not by listening, and then she would come forward. Occasionally, she would meet the patients' family members on the street, and with a mouthful of words, she would coax them into coming home to treat the illness.

  In response to these doubts and questions, Ban Jin had already become very adept.

  "How would I know about being ill?" She laughed. "You see, I grew up in a Taoist temple."

  The fool was raised in a Taoist temple, everyone at home knew that the girl nodded.

  "The Taoist priests in the temple all know some medical skills, I've seen them treat illnesses for people and it's been effective, if you don't believe me go ask in Bianzhou." said Ban Qin seriously.

  Across ten million eight thousand miles, who goes to ask?

  The girl was half believing and half doubting.

  "I'll go back and write down the prescription for you, you can try it," said Ban Qin.

  The girl didn't say anything.

  "You have this, why don't you go tell Master and Mistress?" she asked.

  "I'm not a doctor, but I'm... a maid." said Ban Jin, glancing at Cheng Jiaoniang who was still standing by the rock, with a hint of smile, "How could Master and Mistress believe me? You're different, you've been serving the Fourth Young Master since childhood, your emotional ties are not like others', otherwise, you wouldn't have sneaked here to seek divine help."

  The girl's words made her feel a pang in her heart, and she took the initiative to hold Xia Qing's hand and shook it gently, with tears welling up in her eyes.

  "Sister, just take it and use it. If Fourth Master uses it and something goes wrong, you can blame me for it." Ban Qin said, grasping the servant girl's hand. "If Fourth Master recovers fortunately, sister, this is your reward for good deeds, and has nothing to do with me."

  She said this and heavily grasped Xiaotou's hand, nodding with deep meaning.

  Curing the Fourth Master means what, this little girl is clearer than anyone in her heart, and her eyes shine brightly.

  The best outcome for her, given her status, would be to be taken in by the Fourth Young Master, but this half of her luck still depends on the future Fourth Madam. However, if she were to have a lifesaving favor towards the Fourth Young Master, then things would be different!

  Ya Tou's breathing quickened, and she unknowingly tightened her grip on Ban Jin's hand.

  "Alright, I'll give it a try then," she said.

  Half of the celery nodded.

  "You wait here for me, I'll go write it and then bring it over to you," she said.

  "Hurry up," said the girl impatiently.

  Ban Jin responded with a voice, and quickly turned around, turning around and rushing towards Cheng Jiaoniang, sticking out her tongue and making a triumphant face.

  Cheng Jiaoniang's mouth corners slightly curved into an arc under her veil.

  Until they stepped into the courtyard, Ban Jin dared to speak up.

  "Daughter, can it really be cured?" she asked.

  Jiang Yao glanced at her.

  Radish half smiled and stuck out his tongue with a smile.

  "This will work," said the girl with a smile, "Mother says it can cure diarrhea, and it certainly will."

  Jiang Yao sat down, took over the armrest, picked up paper and ink, ready to record the prescription.

  "But, miss," Half Cinnamon couldn't help but say, "such a good prescription, really want to give it to that little girl? Why not let us tell Master and Madam about it, and have them believe us instead?"

  "No," said Jingniang.

  "Why?" asked Ban Jin, knowing that if she didn't ask, her mother-in-law would definitely not continue speaking.

  "It's easier to do some things than to say them," said Cheng Jiaoniang.

  This is indeed true, Ban Jin looked at his wife with a smile, and what she said was all big truths.