Chapter 127 Don’t Cry, Wife

127 Don’t Cry, Wife

Yang Gongbing sighed. “Si Huihua probably wants to use the white paper formula to please Consort Chu.”

After so many years, Duke Chu only had one legitimate son, Chu Mingji. Everyone even secretly wondered if he had contracted an unknown illness.

Si Huihua might have believed it and believed that the Eldest Prince would definitely be able to sit on the throne. He wanted to use this opportunity to rise to the top.

Xu Zhiyi frowned. “Teacher, should we bypass Consort Chu and report the formula again?”

Yang Quanzi immediately shook his head. “That won’t do!”

“Consort Chu has already obtained this formula. If we report it to the Imperial Court again, we will offend Consort Chu. As long as the Eldest Prince is around, and Consort Chu has not committed any heinous crimes and only wants a paper formula, King Chu will definitely not punish her severely. Then, we will become a thorn in her side. She can easily deal with us without personally taking action. The entire village will be implicated as a result. It was not easy for everyone to settle down. We can’t ruin all of this because of us.”

After Yang Quanzi finished explaining, Yang Gongbing and Xu Zhiyi fell silent.

Suddenly, Yang Gongbing said with a worried expression, “We can’t exempt Master Chu from his labor and military service anymore.”

Yang Quanzi sighed and said, “Let’s tell Madam Bai. She will understand.”

Yang Gongbing nodded guiltily. “There must be another way.”

Yang Quanzi thought for a moment and said, “If Consort Chu finds out that Lady Bai has created the more valuable cleaning paper, she will definitely try her best to steal it. Moreover, if she finds out that Lady Bai is talented and intelligent, she might even kidnap Lady Bai and make her serve. To protect Lady Bai, we can’t leak any news of the cleaning paper.”

Bai Wutong had already made her stance clear to everyone previously. She did not covet any power or wealth. She only wanted to live a peaceful life here with Chu Tianbao.

Madam Bai had helped them, so how could they bring misfortune to her?

Yang Quanzi did not know if Consort Chu’s actions were because of King Chu’s secret instructions, but he was glad that he only used the white paper formula to test the attitude of the Imperial Court and not Madam’s printing technique, paper production machine or cleaning paper formula.

Xu Zhiyi said worriedly, “Everyone in the village uses cleaning paper now. I’m afraid it’s very difficult for it to be remain unexposed.”

Yang Quanzi thought for a moment and stroked his beard. “Let’s go discuss it with Madam Bai.”

The most important person to not hide this matter from was Bai Wutong.

They came out of the study with a heavy heart and knocked on the door of Bai Wutong’s house, but there was no answer.

Yang Quanzi casually asked a villager and learned that Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao had gone to Gu Zhongxun’s pharmacy.

As soon as they reached the door, they met Cui Lingyi and Liu Shaoting, who were supposed to be drinking tea and chatting in the side room.

Cui Lingyi was generous and straightforward. Liu Shaoting was gentle and dignified. They chatted happily about interesting things.

Liu Shaoting and Yang Gongbing had been married for three years and had no children. She accidentally mentioned it to Cui Lingyi. Cui Lingyi could tell that she was worried, so she said that Gu Zhongxun was good at medicine and was the only disciple of the divine doctor, Wen Renhua. She suggested that she could find Gu Zhongxun to take her pulse.

Liu Shaoting asked where Doctor Gu was in disbelief and excitement, and Cui Lingyi led her to the pharmacy to visit Gu Zhongxun.

When Liu Shaoting saw her husband at the door of Gu Zhongxun’s pharmacy, she thought that he had specially come for her. She immediately lowered her eyes in shame.

Unexpectedly, Yang Gongbing asked in surprise, “Madam, why are you here?”

Yang Gongbing and Liu Shaoting had been married for three years. Yang Gongbing had always thought that they were still young and would definitely have a child. Liu Shaoting was not pregnant yet, but it was not time yet. He kept comforting her that she should not hurry.

The more considerate her husband was, the more loving they were, and the more anxious Liu Shaoting became. Two years ago, she had secretly looked for a doctor behind Yang Gongbing’s back and suffered a lot.

Yang Gongbing asked her. Cui Lingyi could tell that Liu Shaoting wanted to hide it from him, so she smiled and said, “I brought Mrs. Yang here to see the flowers and plants.”

Yang Gongbing immediately looked at Cui Lingyi gratefully. “Thank you for taking care of my wife, Madam Cui.”

Cui Lingyi smiled. “Not at all. It’s Qingjiu’s fortune to be able to talk freely about life with Madam Yang.”

After a brief exchange of pleasantries at the entrance of the pharmacy, everyone entered.

Gu Zhongxun’s pharmacy was specially designed by Bai Wutong. It was spacious, bright, dry, and ventilated. The layout was clear, and it could ensure that the herbs did not rot. It was also convenient for Gu Zhongxun to study the case and treat the patients here.

Although everyone had their own thoughts, those who entered the pharmacy for the first time still sized it up curiously.

In the cubicle in the pharmacy, Gu Zhongxun was using silver needles to clear the blood clot in Chu Tianbao’s head.

Chu Tianbao had suffered a violent blow to his head. In Gu Zhongxun’s words, it was a miracle for him to survive.

He could not clean up all the blood clot in Chu Tianbao’s head. He could only slowly clear it with silver needles, and only the parts that he dared to clear.

After all, the nerves in the human brain were too complex. If he made a mistake, Chu Tianbao’s condition would probably be worse than now.

He did his best. The remaining blood clot could only be removed after finding his master and letting him perform the acupuncture.

Chu Tianbao’s head was poked with thin silver needles, but Gu Zhongxun was still adding more.

Bai Wutong held his hand tightly and asked with heartache, “Does it hurt?”

Chu Tianbao was in pain, but Bai Wutong’s slightly red eyes kept staring at him. He couldn’t help but shake his head and say, “Tianbao doesn’t hurt.”

How could Bai Wutong not tell if Chu Tianbao was in pain or not? When he replied like this, Bai Wutong pursed her lips and tightened her grip.

They could not let anyone disturb them when they were performing the acupuncture. When they entered the pharmacy, Qingfeng, who was waiting outside, reminded them, “Master Chu is having the acupuncture treatment. You can’t enter.”

Everyone waited quietly outside.

After enduring for about an hour, Chu Tianbao felt a sharp pain and his expression instantly turned distorted.

He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Bai Wutong, so he quickly let go.

Bai Wutong asked Gu Zhongxun anxiously, “What’s going on?”

Gu Zhongxun did not see such a big reaction when he administered acupuncture to her.

Gu Zhongxun said calmly, “This is a normal reaction. Madam doesn’t have such a huge reaction because you lost your memory due to shock. Actually, if you don’t do acupuncture treatment, you might be able to remember someone you’re familiar with one day.”

Bai Wutong understood. She had short-term amnesia, but Chu Tianbao had traumatic amnesia. Therefore, there was a huge difference between the two, and the difficulty in recovering their memories was different.

Chu Tianbao gritted his teeth, the veins on his head bulging. He couldn’t help but want to cry, but he remembered Lin Yue’s words. Men didn’t cry easily!

Tianbao was his wife’s husband. He could not cry in front of his wife.

He endured it and formed a few cracks in the seat.

Bai Wutong’s heart ached. “Is there no way to ease his pain?”

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Gu Zhongxun said, “Madam, you can talk to him and distract him. We can’t stop now, or all our efforts will be wasted.”

Chu Tianbao was in so much pain. Seeing that her eyes were red, he forced a bright smile at Bai Wutong. “Tianbao doesn’t hurt. Wife, don’t cry.”

Bai Wutong realized that the sawdust had pierced into his fingernails and he was bleeding. She felt a lump in her throat and took a deep breath. She forced a smile. “Yes, wife won’t cry.”