Chapter 4, Sister Lin
The two were so shocked that when Wang Xian and Miss Lin suggested having a private conversation, they found it completely reasonable. However, as the uncle helped Wang Xian into the house, he used a hidden force and whispered a threat: "If you dare to be disrespectful to my girl, I will not spare you"
Wang Gui was also crying uncontrollably, while Yin Ling was sobbing loudly, which left Wang Xian somewhat bewildered. He remembered that when he woke up, his family was happy, but they had not been so overwhelmed with joy to the point of tears like this.
This is a girl who evokes a sense of pity at first glance, but Yinling frowned and said, "Nonsense, what are you here for?"
"My mother would never want anything from your family!" Yet, Yinling's voice was both crisp and urgent, truly living up to her name. However, as she spoke, she unconsciously softened her tone towards the girl, "You all should leave quickly. If you run into my mother, you're doomed."
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, my daughter came to deliver mooncakes to Aunt Wang. The middle-aged man spoke as he turned to the side, and there he saw a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, removing the veil from her head.
"My mother is not here." In front of outsiders, Yinling remained very polite, "What can I do for you, sir?"
Yin Ling focused her gaze and immediately changed her expression: "You are Lin Rongxing's sister!"
Thus, Wang Xian continued to exert his nerves. In fact, the rehabilitation process was extremely painful; each effort felt as if thousands of needles were piercing through. It required immense willpower. Fortunately, he possessed an exceptionally resilient character. Since he was determined to rid himself of the title of being useless, he was willing to endure any amount of suffering.
Once he was able to move, he began to rehabilitate according to the plan he had devised in his mind, starting with rehabilitation exercises for the small joints of his hands and feet. As long as he kept his eyes open, he would repeatedly perform the exercises in a loop until he could no longer move.
Little did they know, Wang Xian had already become numb to the pain, and with a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, he said: "In my current state, who could I possibly offend?"
Oh... Silver Bell's expression suddenly froze. Just the day before yesterday, my mother was still worried, saying that if the second brother took two more doses of medicine, he could start recuperating. However, high-quality tonics are prohibitively expensive, and the Wang family has already reached their limit by managing to finish the medicine. Now, they can't even borrow or buy on credit; they are completely at a loss.
In the West Chamber, Wang Xian and Miss Lin sat facing each other, their gazes calm as autumn.
The residential houses in Jiangnan are inherently compact, and the Wang family's courtyard is even more constricted. As soon as the Lin family girl entered, she saw Wang Er leaning on his crutches, gazing at her with a sorrowful expression.
"Good, very good." Wang Xian glanced at the Lin family girl, a cold smile playing on his lips as he said, "Sister Lin, long time no see!"
Just now, my uncle mentioned... The girl's voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried an unmistakable hint of fatigue
The young lady of the Lin family felt her heart tighten and quickly adjusted her attire to bow, saying: "May the Wang family younger brother be well"
I am deeply sorry," Miss Lin expressed with great regret, "It is I who have caused you harm.
Initially, his family was extremely alarmed, thinking that he had fallen under some kind of spell, and they wanted to invite a Taoist priest to exorcise the demons. Wang Xian explained for a long time before they understood that he was making an effort to expedite his recovery
The little girl's curiosity burned fiercely, almost as if it could boil medicine. She wished she could transform into a mosquito, sneaking into the west chamber to listen to what the people inside were saying.
When Yinling conveyed this good news to her mother and elder brother, they were so excited that they did not even eat their meal and rushed to the west wing room
Wang Xian has already woken up, but he has been lying down for too long. His muscles have not only atrophied severely, but they are also uncontrollable, rendering him unable to move
"There is no need for your feigned sincerity," Yin Ling said, curling her lips.
Although the second brother said that not supplementing and gradually nurturing is sufficient, Dr. Wu stated that if the lost essence is not replenished promptly, he will still be a sickly person in the future These past two days have caused great worry for my mother, making her sleep at night as if she were flipping pancakes
Although I do not believe this will help in recovery, I am very busy; as long as he is not possessed, I do not care whether he is haunted by a ghost or performing a shamanic ritual
It has been a long time since we last met. The Lin family girl, who was neither servile nor overbearing in front of Yin Ling, appeared quite uneasy in front of Wang Xian, and even explained: "I have been running around in Hangzhou and the capital for the past six months. I only returned a few days ago and learned that you were injured..."
Yin Ling opened the door and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a bamboo basket in one hand. She then asked cheerfully, "Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for?"
"Impossible, impossible..." the old man thought to himself with a pained expression, "My daughter, even if she were blind, would never take a liking to such worthless snacks!"
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"This is unacceptable." The Lin family girl took a deep breath, met his gaze, and said: "That is why I am here; you may hit or scold me as you wish."
"You must be the daughter of the Wang family," said the middle-aged man with a grin. "May I ask if Mrs. Wang is home?"
The conversation between the two left Yinling and that uncle astonished. What is the situation? ... The two clearly have a past acquaintance, and there are some stories that must be told ...
Is that so? Wang Xian said coldly: "Do you think that this is acceptable?"
The silver bell accompanying him through the picture books knows that every time his brother lies in bed after finishing the great deity's performance, he looks as if he has been pulled out of water, clearly having endured immense suffering. Yet she has never heard him utter a sound, even when, at times, he unknowingly bites his lips until they bleed.
This is not just once or twice, but rather ten times a day, and it is the same every day. Is this still my delicate second brother? Can a serious illness truly transform a person? Yinling could not comprehend the reasoning behind it, but her gaze towards her second brother gradually changed.
In fact, there is another reason: Dr. Wu's medicine, priced at one hundred wen per dose, may be expensive, but its effectiveness is truly remarkable
She smiled slightly and said, "A few days ago, I ran into the eldest brother of the Wang family at the Lu family's pharmacy. I heard that Erlang has awakened, so I said I would come to pay a visit." As she spoke, she inclined her body slightly and added, "However, there have been many matters at home, and I did not expect it to be delayed until today. This is truly inexcusable"
Given the character of the second brother, how could the Lin family girl possibly take a liking to him? Although he is an enemy, Yin Ling must admit that the Lin girl is truly beautiful, and it is said that she is also literate. When the Lin family was in good standing, the matchmakers who came to propose marriage could line up down the street.
This feeling is terrible, but fortunately he is only sixteen years old, and his body recovers quickly. A few days later, he will be able to sit up with assistance and no longer need to be fed or given water by others
The sky is truly blue, though it is only a small patch, resembling a translucent sapphire. Wang Xian greedily takes a deep breath, savoring the long-lost sense of ease
I was lost in reverie when the sound of the doorbell echoed from outside
Upon hearing his heart-wrenching words, Miss Lin's complexion turned pale. She tightly clenched her right hand against her chest and once again bowed her head apologetically, saying: "It was my lack of consideration. At that time, I only wanted to rid myself of your entanglement, which is why I made that kind of bet with you." As she spoke, she raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, and trembled as she said: "I never expected that you would actually go so far as to block the carriage..."
Regardless, being able to get out of bed is better than lying in bed all day
In line with the principle of "What is face worth? Practicality is the most important," Yinling bared her teeth and changed her tone, saying: "Old Chuo is at the door; people might think the Wang family lacks manners. Please come in and speak."
"Did I say that anyone would believe it? It only makes me a laughingstock." Yinling came to her senses, shot him a glance, and went to prepare medicine for Wang Xian. Thinking that after taking this last dose today, she could start using ginseng for nourishment tomorrow, Yinling was simply overjoyed. Since it was sent by the little lover of her second brother, she naturally felt at ease using it.
The next day, Wang Gui had someone make a pair of crutches for Wang Xian to use. After practicing for a few days, Wang Xian was finally able to walk out of the room, to see the courtyard where he lived, and to gaze at the blue sky above!
I bought a few Liaodong ginseng from Hangzhou, and I suppose it can be considered an apology. However, the Lin family girl continued without taking it to heart
However, upon further reflection, it is not difficult to understand. After all, in this era, many injuries and illnesses can lead to permanent damage. At that time, although he was awake, no one knew if he would be able to stand up again. If he could not stand up, what difference would it make from being unconscious?
Eight days later, Wang Xian would be able to get out of bed, and he himself was quite surprised by this rapid recovery. He had thought that with his limited rehabilitation exercises, even if he put in double the effort, he wouldn't see results so quickly. After some contemplation, he figured that it was likely because his mother had consistently given him massages while he was in a coma, preventing his body from completely stiffening up.
If she hears it, she will definitely chase after Miss Lin with a knife from m.hetushu.com
"Indeed, it is you who has harmed me," Wang Xian said in a tone that was not so harsh, coldly adding, "How could you let an idiot undertake such a life-threatening task? What ill intentions do you harbor!"
Oh my, could it be that my brother is having an affair with the sister of his enemy? The Silver Bell girl unleashed her vivid imagination, quickly filling in the gaps, "What a melodramatic plot this is"
Seeing Wang Xian slowly take two steps down with Wang Gui's support, the old woman turned her head, gazed at the sky outside the door, took several deep breaths, and still couldn't help but shed a stream of tears, cursing: "This broken house, the dust has fallen into my eyes!"
"You know I used to be an idiot..." Wang Xian couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, realizing how foolish he had been, so foolish that he mistook a stick for a needle. He felt that this statement was utterly weak, and with a serious tone, he said: "To save my father, I am willing to risk everything!"
Indeed. The uncle, seeing Wang Xian's frail and delicate demeanor, couldn't help but laugh at his own foolishness. He placed him on the chair, then closed the door and went out. He turned to the silver bell, who was still sitting in the courtyard with her mouth agape, and said, "Please do not speak of this matter."
It was not until this moment that the family finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he could truly recover
Does the royal girl recognize me? This young lady has a picturesque appearance, slender as a withered flower. Although her dress is conservatively loose-fitting, her fair wrists are astonishingly delicate. Her face is so thin that it is only the size of a palm, as if a gust of autumn wind could blow her away.
The girl sighed, wondering if one could really speak of one's own mother in such a manner. However, her choosing this moment was clearly taking advantage of the fact that Aunt Wang had gone to the market and would not return for a while. Given her experiences over the past two years, dealing with a girl of around ten years old was more than sufficient for her.