The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 809 - Chapter 809: Scheme

Chapter 809 - Chapter 809: Scheme

Chapter 809: Scheme

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The person shouting outside the door was none other than the middle-aged man Ji Luo had first met at the medical center. He did not leave the city because he wanted to take care of his wife.

Others called him Ma San.

Ma San was hot-tempered and had a lot of things to do. Whenever Madam Ma made a move, he would shout for help.

Everyone was afraid of him.

Most importantly, with how much Ma San valued Madam Ma, they had no doubt that if anything happened to Madam Ma, Ma San would probably kill someone in anger.

However, this was the fifth day of Madam Ma’s illness.

“I’ll go.” Ji Luo stood up.

Seeing a woman step forward, everyone could not help but look ashamed.

However, they were really afraid that Ma San would take his anger out on her.

The imperial physician hesitated and said, “Madam Ji, why don’t…” Before he could finish, Ji Luo had already opened the door and left.

The imperial physician was speechless.

Ma San was blocked by a few apprentices. Seeing Ji Luo come out, he shook off the person holding him. “Doctor Ji, Divine Doctor Ji, quickly go and see my wife.”

MO Yuan walked over. “Master.”

Ji Luo nodded and followed Ma San to Madam Ma’s room.

The room was filled with the smell of rotten meat. Madam Ma lay on the bed and coughed from time to time. The coughs squeezed out of her throat and were almost inaudible. Every cough seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Hearing the commotion, Madam Ma turned around with difficulty, but her eyes were unfocused. ‘Why did you trouble the doctor again?”

Her face was covered in abscesses, some of which were scratched and pitted. She was no longer the same as when Ji Luo first saw her at the medical center.

Because of these abscesses, Madam Ma was naked and only covered herself with a thin blanket. Ji Luo walked forward and lifted a corner. There was not a single piece of healthy flesh in sight.

Blood even flowed out.

This was a sign that her condition had worsened.

“I know my body very well. I’m about to die. Doctor, go out quickly. This plague is powerful. Don’t get infected. The others are still waiting for you to save them.’

Before Ji Luo could speak, Ma San was unhappy. “What are you talking about?”

Madam Ma’s lips twitched. “When I first married you, someone told me that you would hit people. I was so frightened that I didn’t dare to sleep the entire night. Later on, I found out that you were just a little loud and fierce.” Ma San’s eyes turned red. “I won’t be fierce to you in the future.”

“Alright…” As soon as the word left her mouth, she began to cough violently.

Ma San was at a loss. “Divine Doctor Ji, please help her.”

Ji Luo said indifferently, “Go out first.”

Ma San subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he was afraid that he would really delay Madam Ma’s treatment here, so he could only leave.

Madam Ma’s voice became softer and softer. MO Yuan frowned. “Master, she…

Ji Luo interrupted her. “I know.”

She took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket, poured out the pills inside, and fed Madam Ma. Seeing this, MO Yuan quickly brought some water for her to drink.

After taking the medicine, Madam Ma’s breathing clearly stabilized, but Ji Luo knew that this medicine could only make her feel better for the time being. It couldn’t save her life.

To be precise, if she still couldn’t find a useful prescription, Madam Ma wouldn’t be able to last more than two days.

Outside the door, Ma San squatted under the eaves with his head in his hands. The door behind him opened and he stood up.

“Divine Doctor Ji, how’s my wife?”

A tall and burly man stood there, looking at her with red eyes and a hopeful expression. Ji Luo couldn’t tell what he was feeling.

“She’s asleep,” she said.

“I see, alright, alright. Thank you, Divine Doctor Ji.” Ma San thanked her repeatedly and watched Ji Luo and MO Yuan leave. He was about to enter the house to take a look at Madam Ma.

Suddenly, small voices came from next door to the courtyard wall.

It was not clear. As long as they did not disturb Madam Ma’s rest, Ma San was prepared to ignore them. However, before he could take two steps, a female voice filled with surprise suddenly raised its pitch.

“Can the plague really be cured?”

Ma San paused.

Another voice sounded. “Shh, lower your voice.”

After coming out of Madam Ma’s room, Ji Luo washed her hands and changed her clothes. She then went to the pharmacy to give Madam Ma a prescription before going home.

“Ha, you still know how to come back.”

Such an annoying tone made Ji Luo, who had just stepped into the courtyard, pause.

She glanced at Xuanyuan Ce, who was sitting in the courtyard, and then at Chu Feng, who was standing beside Xuanyuan Ce with a complicated expression.

She retracted her gaze indifferently and ignored him.

Due to Madam Ma’s matter, she had indeed returned a little late today.

However, it was not Xuanyuan Ce’s place to care when she returned home.

Xuanyuan Ce, who thought that he had already been accepted by Ji Luo and could act like a father-in-law, said unhappily, “Chu Feng, look, he’s looking down on me more and more. I said that this person is not a good person. How ridiculous.”

Chu Feng, who had been threatened by Shen Yijia, wanted to die. “Your Highness, stop talking.”

The person who returned was not Lord Song.

Xuanyuan Ce continued, “One day, I’ll let Jiajia see his true colors.” Ji Luo stopped fetching water and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

“Your Highness.” Chu Feng was about to kneel.

He had already seen what would happen to him after His Highness found out the truth. There would be an additional corpse called Chu Feng in the crematorium.

“Hahaha…

Laughter came from the side room. Shen Yijia really couldn’t hold it in anymore. She laughed so hard that her hands trembled as she wiped Song Jingchen’s hair.

Song Jingchen was helpless. He took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped it himself. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up.

He thought that Xuanyuan Ce had asked him for help because he had accepted him as his son-in-law. He did not expect this.

Well, it seemed that he could not help him in the future.

Xuanyuan Ce paused and had a bad feeling.

“What does Your Highness want Jiajia to see clearly?” Ji Luo sneered. “It seems that Your Highness doesn’t need me to treat your eyes. In that case, MO Yuan, go pack Your Highness’s luggage and send him off.”

“Yes.” MO Yuan had long wanted to chase away this person who appeared in front of her master for no reason.

As soon as Ji Luo spoke, Xuanyuan Ce was stunned.

He recalled that “Ah Luo” had not said a word when he returned. It had always been that girl who said it. How could he not understand that he had been tricked by his biological daughter again?

She stood up and explained in a panic, “Ah, Ah Luo, you’ve misunderstood, I’m not talking about you… I thought you were Song Jingchen.”

Ji Luo frowned.

“Mother, don’t be deceived by him. My husband has long returned. How could he mistake you for my husband?” Shen Yijia pushed open the window and refuted Xuanyuan Ce’s words.

Song Jingchen greeted her politely, “Mother.”

Xuanyuan Ce was furious and hurriedly explained what had happened.

“There were only so many people at home. I thought that you were the one who came back first, but Song Jingchen didn’t come back, so…”

He looked aggrieved.

Of course he felt aggrieved. Not only was he happy for nothing, but he also served that brat some tea.

Xuanyuan Ce was furious just thinking about it.

He was also a little glad that Ji Luo had returned in time and he had yet to say the mushy words he had prepared.

Ji Luo naturally chose to believe her daughter and son-in-law, even though she had already guessed the truth.

However, there was a plague everywhere outside, so she did not really chase Xuanyuan Ce out. It was just that Xuanyuan Ce’s cries of pain were especially loud today.

It was a dreamless night. Early the next morning, just as the family sat down for breakfast, there was suddenly a commotion outside the door.

“Please save our loved ones.” “Saintess, please save us!”