At this moment, his feelings were a little complicated. When her mocking gaze swept over him, it was like a slap, a loud slap to his face.
He looked at his two younger brothers and aunt. When he found that they did not suspect her and did not find out her identity, he was relieved.
Since she did not intend to let them know, he could only go with the flow.
Shen Xi met his eyes without fear. She found that the man who had always had a strong opinion of her and looked down on her like a domineering king, was avoiding her gaze.
Yes.
He was avoiding her.
He did not look at her directly, nor did he attack her. He just nodded slightly at her, stood up, and made way for her.
Fu Junqiu introduced Fu Qingli to Shen Xi, but she did not notice the tension between the two of them as they looked at each other.
However, Fu Qingye clearly caught the change in Fu Qingli's expression. He changed his expression very quickly. However, he could still sense his elder brother's abnormal emotions in an instant.
He could not help but look at the young man who had already sat in the seat where his elder brother had just sat and was taking his mother's pulse. There was a look of inquiry and doubt in his eyes.
Big Brother knew her?
Big Brother must know her.
Fu Qingxuan did not notice anything. He stood nervously beside Shen Xi, held his breath, and waited for her diagnosis.
After Shen Xi took her mother's pulse, her expression became more serious. She turned to Fu Qingxuan and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Fu fell ill because of depression, which led to typhoid fever. You used too much medicine. Her body is too weak to take such strong medicine."
It was true that typhoid fever had entered her body, but the real reason why she became like this was because of her mental illness. The depression in her heart suddenly exploded. Her body could not take it and fell ill.
When Fu Qingxuan heard her words, he was instantly enlightened. His eyes turned red involuntarily, and his voice was a little hoarse. "What else?"
As a doctor himself, he clearly knew that things were definitely not that simple. Otherwise, his mother would not have fallen into a coma.
Shen Xi looked at him seriously and said, "The depression has entered your body and has already spread to your limbs and bones. Even if you use the right amount of medicine, it won't have much effect."
This time, she understood that Fu Qingxuan specialized in Western medicine and probably only knew a little about Chinese medicine. However, even an experienced Chinese medicine doctor would not be able to diagnose Mrs. Fu's illness, let alone prescribe the right medicine.
Depression was not an illness, but it was more serious than an illness. Along with her typhoid fever, it had spread throughout her body. If it had been a few days later, there would have been no medicine that could cure it.
In fact, an illness that could be detected from the body was not an illness. Mental illness was the most terrifying. Dying from a broken heart was not a lie.
She dared to say that other than her, there was no one else who could diagnose such a mysterious thing by taking the pulse. Not to mention those sophisticated medical equipment, they were just cold machines.
"Can you cure my mother's illness?" Fu Qingxuan did not know why he asked this question. He only felt that his whole body began to tremble.
Yes.
Could it be cured?
Over the past week, he had experienced too many setbacks, too many doubts, and too many despair. He did not want to experience the feeling of despair again.
Over the past week, the best doctors in the world had been summoned to the laboratory. However, these people, who were regarded as geniuses by ordinary people and were regarded as the hope of the medical world, could not even cure a simple high fever.
After the extreme disappointment, there was only despair left. It made him doubt his own medical skills. Everyone said that he was good, but what was so good about him?
He could not even find out what his mother's illness was. He could only watch as she fell ill and her condition worsened day by day.
This kind of feeling was as painful as if his heart was being cut open.
Shen Xi looked at his nervous and expectant face. He did not look like a genius doctor at all. At this moment, he was just a patient's family member, a son who hoped that his mother's illness could be cured. She said solemnly, "I will do my best."
As a doctor, she could not say too much, especially in front of Fu Qingli.
"What do you need?" At this time, Fu Qingxuan was pitifully quiet. He only asked the most important questions.
He believed in her.
He didn't know why either. Perhaps it was because of her firm gaze, or her calm reaction, or her methodical examination, or perhaps it was just because she was her.
"Medicine, medicine pot, and medicine stove." After saying that, Shen Xi asked him for a pen and paper. She wrote down the medicine she needed and the amount she needed and handed it to him. "These."
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this was the most old-fashioned method, but often, the most old-fashioned and inconspicuous method was the most effective.
Fu Qingxuan did not have any doubts or hesitation about the prescription. He took the prescription and went to get the medicine himself.
During the conversation between the two, Fu Qingli and the others did not say a word. They clearly knew that Fu Qingxuan was the doctor.
At this moment, Fu Qingxuan left. Fu Qingye walked to her side and was just about to say something.
Fu Qingli timely interrupted him. He looked at Shen Xi and said, "Doctor Jiuzhou, I will have to trouble you for my mother's illness."
It was the first time Shen Xi saw him so polite to her. There was no exploration in his eyes, which she hated. There was only calmness and a little bit of trust, which made her feel a little strange. However, she still said politely, "After Mrs. Fu takes the medicine, I will have to perform acupuncture on her when the medicine begins to take effect. Sorry to bother you."
She wanted to leave immediately, but she could not. The flash of trust in Fu Qingli's eyes made her hate him a lot better.
Fu Qingli nodded. After responding, he looked at Fu Qingye and said, "Second Brother, take Doctor Jiuzhou to have a rest!"
Jiuzhou?
What was she thinking? Why did she choose such a name?
Why didn't she call herself Sihai?
However, since she had already dressed up and came to his house to treat his mother, he was not worried that she would expose her identity and be exposed by Second Brother and the others.
Perhaps he had been judging a gentleman's heart with his own yardstick from the very beginning and had wronged her?
For the first time in his life, Fu Qingli doubted his own decisions and actions. The seed of doubt took root in his heart.
Shen Xi naturally did not know about Fu Qingli's unspoken criticism of her. She glanced at the woman lying on the bed from the corner of her eyes before leaving with Fu Qingye.
Fu Qingli listened to the footsteps behind him gradually disappear and the door was closed. He looked at the woman on the bed bitterly and held her hand. The coldness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only heartache. He said in a hoarse and painful voice, "Mother, I am sorry. I am too useless."
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