Chapter 381: 197 Real Versus Fake Missy (two updates combined into one) _3
As long as he’s in the mansion, these problems can’t be resolved.
But he can’t move to the outer houses, old lady Gu wouldn’t agree.
Gu Jiao and Dr. Song visited his ward.
When they entered the room, Gu Chenglin was lying on his side, his back to the door.
The room was dimly lit, but it was clear to see he had lost a lot of weight.
Gu Jiao approached the hospital bed, “If you don’t leave –”
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Gu Chenglin didn’t turn around, just silently raised a silver note.
“The ward at the medical hall is for patients –”
He raised another silver note.
“Business has been good lately –”
Eight silver notes.
Each one worth a hundred taels.
Gu Jiao pocketed the thousand taels, “Take care of your recovery.”
Dr. Song: “…”
After taking the silver notes, Gu Jiao cheerfully exited the room!
On the other side, after finishing his daily homework, Gu Chengfeng made his way to the medical hall to care for his brother.
Before, he used to do the homework during the day and missions at night. Ever since Gu Chenglin was injured, he’s now doing homework and taking care of Gu Chenglin during the day, and doing missions and taking care of Gu Chenglin at night.
Gu Chenglin’s body is perfectly fine now, but he’s become withdrawn and refuses to communicate with others.
Gu Chengfeng’s secret is almost exposed to Gu Chenglin, but the small mercy is that in his current state, Gu Chenglin doesn’t seem likely to spill Gu Chengfeng’s secret.
Getting up early and working late, worn out again and again, Gu Chengfeng finally managed to accumulate a total of one thousand taels silver.
This was the last debt.
After he pays this off, he won’t have to work so hard anymore!
“Third Brother, after Big Brother pays off this debt, I will take you to a better medical hall!” Gu Chengfeng said while reaching under Gu Chenglin’s pillow to touch his silver notes.
He felt it once, huh? Nothing.
He felt it the second time. Still nothing.
He pulled out the pillow, only to discover in despair that his hard-earned one thousand taels of silver notes had disappeared!
He’d kicked off his quilt last night and woke up freezing in the middle of the night. After this, he wasn’t feeling well, his head was dizzy and he couldn’t concentrate on the questions.
“Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!”
After a series of sneezes, he felt his head was even dizzier.
If he continued like this, he would definitely fail.
Feeling desperate, Du Ruohan was saddened.
He couldn’t afford to fail. If he did, it would embarrass his aunt.
His aunt was already having a tough time at home. If he did poorly, his aunt would have an even harder time facing others.
Du Ruohan tried to force himself to read the questions, but his mind was too muddled to continue.
He wanted to eat something to boost his energy. When he opened his bundle, a small medicine packet fell out.
He was momentarily stunned before he remembered that it was something Gu Jiao had given him. She had said it was cold medicine and frostbite ointment. The cold medicine should be taken three times a day, two pills each time; the frostbite ointment was for external use, as needed.
But… would it really work?
If he consumed medicine indiscriminately and ended up with a stomachache, it would be disastrous.
Du Ruohan held on for half more of the two-hour block, and the morning was nearly over. However, he finished less than a quarter of the questions.
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