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"…"

All the servants in the hall were so frightened that their faces changed. Even the doctor who had applied medicine for Ninth Miss kneeled down and shouted for the madame to calm down.

The old me was so angry that my hands were trembling. I pointed at Mu Bingyue, so angry that I couldn't speak.

This ominous person, she didn't understand why Old General had to bring her back to make up for the amount. Wasn't this adding fuel to the fire!?

She pointed at Mu Bingyue and said angrily, "Someone, pull her down and lock her in the woodshed. It's only been a short time, but she's already angered her grandmother, and she'll be hungry for three days in the woodhouse!"

Immediately, two strong servant grabbed Mu Bingyue's hand. Such ominous words were taboo in front of the elderly.

Mu Bingyue didn't struggle. She just looked at her husband and said, "Madam, if you are not cured, I am afraid that no one will be able to sleep peacefully anymore. They will only think about drinking water and being treated!"

The old mistress shuddered and waved at servant, who was twisting around Mu Bingyue, saying, "Wait a moment!"

Ninth Miss's expression changed. "Grandmother, this little slut is spouting nonsense. You can't be softhearted, right?"

The old mistress looked at Mu Bingyue with a grave expression. "How did you know?"

Over the years, she had asked for medicine and had seen countless other doctors, but none of them were as accurate as she was able to say. In addition to the fact that most doctors were men, she found it embarrassing to speak up against such a hidden disease. Outsiders were unable to understand her pain and embarrassment.

Mu Bingyue turned around and looked at the servants around her before saying, "Madame, why don't you allow them to leave."

The madame immediately waved her hand, leaving behind Ninth Miss and her two servants.

"Go ahead."

Mu Bingyue nodded. Her words were clear and her gaze was clear. "When I first came in, the madame's hands were wet from washing her hands. Her shirt's front was crooked, like a toilet!"

servant, who was standing beside the madame, rebuttoned her shirt and answered, "I only came in for a quarter of an hour. The madame had three cups of tea and two pieces of pastries, but she looked upset and bent down." If I'm not wrong, you want a little explanation again. "

The old mistress was taken aback as she continued, "Continue."

"If I'm not wrong, the madame's been suffering from this illness for more than ten years. At the beginning, the doctor would have thought that you were a patient left behind by Yuanzi, so it's normal for the majority of women who have given birth to have their paraphrases increased. Later …" The madame was becoming more and more frequent, more and more serious, to the point that she could not hold it in any longer … Am I right? " Mu Bingyue's serious tone did not embarrass the madame, and her words were convincing.

"You're so young, yet you know how to break a diagnosis?" The old mistress was incredulous.

Mu Bingyue nodded slightly and said, "I learned a little from a travelling rogue in the countryside."

"So that's how it is." The old man said, "Do you know how to treat my illness?"

"Grandmother, she's only made wild guesses with her little intelligence. Your body can't be used to make fun of her!" Ninth Miss panicked. They all knew that their grandmother had a hidden disease. If this little slut snatched the opportunity to pamper them, it would be terrible.

"If the madame is not cured …" "I'm afraid I won't be able to go anywhere in the future. Banquet in the palace, the invitation from my wife, decent wedding banquets … they all have to be kept away from the madame, because she will become more and more thirsty. She'll go to the toilet more and more often, and she won't be able to hold it back for even a moment during the day …"

"Do you have a way?" The old mistress' face turned pale as she asked.

"I do have a way, but …" Mu Bingyue did not continue hesitating.