Chapter 970: Chapter 970: Grandma Has Passed Away
Sun Junren hurriedly said, "Hui Niang is already married; once married, a daughter is like water spilled."
"Your Jiang Family can’t just send a half-dead person back to her family; that doesn’t make sense, and it’s against the Seven Grounds for Divorce."
Hui Niang’s mother was also anxious, nervously looking at Sun Junren.
The more Sun Junren thought about it, the less confident he felt. If Liu Lang truly wrote a divorce letter, they would have to accept it unwillingly.
Otherwise, what could they do? Sue them? How could their family contend with Lord Chief Minister?
Sun Junren closed his eyes, sighed, and thought, forget it, raising this daughter was a waste.
He turned to look at his daughter on the bed, "We have some matters at home, we’ll come see Hui Niang again tomorrow." Saying that, he lifted his foot to leave.
Hui Niang’s mother pulled her son along quickly to follow.
Hui Niang’s sister was still at the bedside, weeping. Yang Ying nudged her, "Your family has left."
She stared blankly into the room, realizing her family was indeed gone, and chased after them, crying.
When everyone had gone far away, Mrs. Chen collapsed into her chair, "My goodness, they’ve finally left."
Liu Lang silently handed the golden waist card back to Yun Jiao.
Yun Jiao carefully put the gold medal away, went to the small bowl room, checked the water clock, and once the time was about right, she removed the needles stuck in her body. Then she sat in the central hall, using Liu Lang’s paper and brush to write out two prescriptions.
Leaving the prescriptions on the table, Yun Jiao and Yang Ying departed; she didn’t plan to take the prescriptions to Renxin Hall to get the medicine.
Yun Jiao felt that she and Jiang Youzhi were like a separated family from Mrs. Chen and her son. How they handled their family’s affairs was not something she wanted to interfere with too much.
By the time she returned to Renxin Hall, it was nearly dark.
The patients waiting earlier had left as well.
Jiang Youzhi was resting at home today; Yun Jiao instructed Zhang Shun and Liu Zhu to close up, greeted Gu Yuheng, and headed home.
The next day, there was no sign of the Jiang family’s servant coming to collect Yun Jiao’s two prescriptions for medicine.
Yun Jiao had a sense of things; the medicine for the small bowl was probably picked up at another pharmacy, and as for Hui Niang, it seemed Mrs. Chen and Liu Lang thought it unnecessary for her to take medicine after discussion.
A few days later, Shunzi came over with a message that the family’s grandmother had passed away, and they were holding a funeral.
Yun Jiao thought Hui Niang might have died from illness or hunger; she didn’t bother going over to the Jiang Family, just sending a condolence gift to settle the matter.
The next day, Yun Jiao was busy from morning till night, finally seeing the remaining patients left from the day before.
Gu Chuan had finished the spring exams and was waiting for the results; with nothing to do, he helped out at the shop.
For several days, Yun Jiao would finish seeing patients and then have Gu Chuan help record medical texts.
She dictated while Gu Chuan wrote it down, finding it much easier than writing it herself.
Moreover, Gu Chuan’s handwriting was both fast and neat; she should have enlisted him much earlier,
Seeing that the results day was approaching, Gu Yuheng jokingly said to his son, "What if you don’t pass?"
Before Gu Chuan could reply, Yun Jiao chimed in, "It’s better not to pass; if you pass, then the real worries begin."
Gu Chuan was speechless, "Sis, why don’t you wish me well?"
Yun Jiao patted him, "I’m just worried about you. If you pass and get assigned somewhere else, and you haven’t settled down yet, who will take care of you when you go to a new place all alone?"
Next to them, Gu Yuheng suggested, "Why not quickly find Xiao Chuan a marriage match?"
Gu Chuan’s head felt numb. Ever since the incident with Yingzi, he’d been dodging girls, afraid of someone throwing themselves at him and tying him down for a lifetime.
He repeatedly waved his hand, "No, no, I’m only eighteen; it’s too early to marry. Let’s wait a few years."
