Chapter 917: Chapter 920: Refusing to Take Medicine
"Just great!" Qing Xin said with a giggle.
Living alone was quite comfortable for her, with food, drink, and sleep – why would she want to mary?
Once you marry, you have to have children, and she had seen enough of that pain. Over her dead body would she dare to try.
Qing Yue gave her a glare, "Don’t speak such nonsense!"
Qing Xin made a face back at her. Her sister was three years older than her; if anyone was to marry, it would be her sister first, so she could relax for a few more years.
Seeing Qing Yue getting quite upset, Granny Su said with a smile, "Qing Xin is still a child, always playful. Give her another two years, and she’ll be better."
"Let’s hope so."
Qing Yue sighed. She had grown up with Qing Xin and knew her temper better than anyone – changing her mind on something she was set on? How difficult was that?
Never mind, she should quickly sort out the medicine and send it to the school later.
Granny Su went off to the kitchen – their madam was having a hard time with her pregnancy and needed some good food to nourish her.
News that the epidemic could be cured spread quickly throughout the county town.
The large households of the county contributed whatever they could, sending medicine, gold, silver, and even servants to help.
Seeing the supplies pile up like a small mountain, Qin Longyun could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"I’ve had someone take stock, and we now have enough grain to last, medicine for three to four days, enough until people from Mansion City arrive. Additionally, these next few days will require you to take on some extra burdens. We can’t do without someone watching over everything inside and outside."
Tan Zhenghong nodded, "No problem; take some extra time to be with your wife."
He and Qin Longyun were in very similar situations, both wanting to spend more time with their wives – a natural human sentiment which he understood completely.
But they were too optimistic. Once they got busy, they barely touched the ground with their feet.
Previously, some people had been using the events of thirty-five years ago to cause trouble, and many villages were extremely hostile towards government officers, even refusing to believe them when they brought medicine and food.
Some villages didn’t even give the officers a chance to speak and simply chased them away.
This wasn’t their fault; when Tongzhou Mansion was struck by the epidemic, the officers had poisoned or killed many people under the guise of delivering medicine.
So Qin Longyun and Tan Zhenghong had an additional task: to soothe the emotions of the disaster victims and get them to cooperate with the treatment.
But White Stone Town could only be managed by the two of them, so they had to work from dawn till dusk.
Sometimes, they couldn’t even return home.
Ling’er was nearing her due date, and she couldn’t be without close family around, so Qiao Duo decided to move into the Government Office for a while.
This way, she and Chen Yiling could support each other.
It would also spare Qin Longyun and Tan Zhenghong the worry about their pregnant wives while they were busy saving others.
Just as Qing Yue and Grandma Wang were helping to pack her luggage, Bai Yan rushed in, flustered.
"Madam, the old madam of Fourth Master has been crying non-stop and refuses to take her medicine."
She finally understood why no one liked the old lady – despite the Master and Madam saving her without bearing a grudge, she remained ungrateful.
Qiao Duo stood up: "I’ll go take a look."
In the room, Wang Clan had lost the vitality she once had; she was much thinner, and her spirit had diminished greatly.
She looked pitiable, but the pitiable often have their detestable sides.
Qiao Duo asked calmly, "You’ve caught the epidemic; why don’t you want to get better?"
"I gave birth to four sons, and everyone in the village envied me. But in the end, neither my husband nor my sons wanted to take care of me. They dropped me at the school and didn’t look back. What is the point of my living?"
Wang Clan mumbled, her voice tinged with despair.