The Duan Family was wealthy, so the estate was lavishly constructed, with pavilions, terraces, and towers all incredibly delicate.
Everywhere there was that particular scent, "I am rich."
The old lady’s courtyard was quite dignified and grand, but as soon as Yun Jinnian entered the old lady’s room, he knew he had been thinking too much.
Those jade vases and ornaments, each was a rare treasure.
Scarce in this world or entirely unique.
The attendants in Grandmother Duan’s courtyard were well-disciplined and polite; after bowing, they led Yun Jinnian and Ruan Wanrong into the bedroom.
The weather had turned somewhat hot, and the windows of the old lady’s bedroom were tightly shut.
Although it was very clean, the lack of air circulation still left a particular odor.
"Open the windows!" Yun Jinnian said lightly.
The Head Maid Fubao by Grandmother Duan’s side promptly said, "The old lady catches cold easily!"
"Even if she’s afraid of catching cold, the windows must be opened. The lack of air flow in this room is even more detrimental to her illness!"
Hearing this, Fubao did not dare to hesitate and immediately opened the windows.
Yun Jinnian and Ruan Wanrong paid their respects to the old mistress.
The old lady was quite severely ill, lying in bed with her head tilted, watching the two of them. She seemed to recognize Ruan Wanrong and smiled weakly, "You’ve come!"
"Yes!" Ruan Wanrong responded, her eyes reddening.
The maids and old women took care of everything, allowing Yun Jinnian to take Grandmother Duan’s pulse.
While Yun Jinnian was seriously taking the pulse, the sons of the Duan Family hurried back, standing to one side holding their breath in silence.
Duan Qimeng glanced at Ruan Wanrong, his look laden with too much.
Beyond joy and adoration, there was also gratitude.
Ruan Wanrong naturally saw it too.
She knew that, with this great service rendered, as long as she did not act foolishly, her position as the young mistress of the Duan Family was secure and could not be shaken.
Then, there was the matter of winning her husband’s heart.
Having exchanged glances with Duan Qimeng since they were young and sharing mutual affection, he had waited for her for many years, and she believed he truly loved her!
After taking the pulse, Yun Jinnian slowly rose to his feet.
He didn’t speak until he reached the small hall. "Grandmother Duan’s condition is not optimistic. The illness has been prolonged for too long, and all her internal organs are weakened. I’m afraid..."
The sons of the Duan Family looked at each other.
All eyes turned to Duan Qimeng, who, after a moment, stepped forward and bowed to Yun Jinnian with clasped fists. "Is there a way to treat her?"
"If we administer a strong medicine, after the old lady endures great suffering, and with proper care afterward, she may live for another year or two. However, she won’t see more than three years. During this time, we must ensure that the old lady does not get frightened, or experience great joy, anger, or sorrow..." Yun Jinnian said, his expression growing solemn.
Another silence ensued.
No one asked Yun Jinnian to sit down to talk or anything else.
A weak but insistent soft call came from the bedroom.
Duan Qimeng hurriedly bowed to Yun Jinnian and then entered the bedroom, kneeling by Grandmother Duan’s side, "Grandmother!"
"Is two years enough?"
Duan Qimeng fell silent.
It was a while before he said, "It’s enough!"
"Then let’s proceed according to Miss Yun’s method!"
"Grandmother!" Duan Qimeng gripped Grandmother Duan’s hand, calling out in agony.
Yun Jinnian did not know what the Duan Family was planning for the next two years, he quickly wrote a prescription and had someone fetch and prepare the medicine.
However, one ingredient was missing: Su Ren.
"Miss Yun," Duan Qimeng hesitated, unsure how to proceed.
Yun Jinnian was silent for a while before saying, "I’ll write a letter. Master Duan, please go to the Han Family immediately to get it!"
Yun Jinnian knew his maternal grandfather’s temperament well; if Duan Qimeng were to ask for medicine, Han Xuzi would certainly not provide it.
After writing the letter quickly, Duan Qimeng went straight to the Han Family without even riding a horse, using his light footwork.
Meanwhile, Yun Jinnian was busy preparing acupuncture needles and other things that would be needed shortly.