Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 294 - 257 Mr. Mo Requests a Doctor

The Zhong Family’s workers, apart from the housekeeper speaking, listened quietly and all agreed that what the housekeeper said was correct.

Mrs. Mo, upon seeing the arrival of her family members, had heard many good things about them, and it was only when she personally heard the housekeeper confirm their well-being that she smiled and nodded in agreement.

Worrying about their family while not being able to visit often, the journey itself was not extremely far; however, they had work here and could only plan to return during special festivals.

After sending off the Zhong Family’s workers, they promised in the letter to their family members that they would return home during the Spring Festival if they could.

Mr. Mo knew the content of his wife’s letter; it was somewhat closer to return from here, but if he were to return to his own hometown, it would be even further away.

In reality, they had not yet earned a lot of money. To return to his hometown with his newlywed wife, the long and arduous journey, especially in the cold season, was something he longed for but did not wish his wife to endure.

Well aware that his wife, who had grown up in the South, felt cold more easily than the people from the North and had never seen snow, he knew that Southern people would struggle with the cold weather. Walking in the cold back to meet the in-laws was truly not something he wanted his wife to suffer through.

This protective notion Mr. Mo had for his wife soon became a concern a few days later, when during a meal, Mrs. Mo smelled the fishy odor and vomited, causing him to become very nervous, fearing she had fallen ill.

"Madam, what’s wrong?"

Mrs. Mo, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, ran to the side room where they washed their faces, and the maid followed hurriedly, unable to answer her husband’s question.

Mr. Mo could only go to the entrance of the side room and listened to his wife’s retching sounds, his heart ached for her, thinking she had eaten something wrong or caught a cold as the weather was getting cooler.

He was still wearing a long robe and did not feel very cold, just slightly thicker than what he wore in the summer, perhaps due to the robustness of men.

Yet he could feel in the hands of his wife that his own hands would sometimes be a bit icy in the morning or evening, and he would warm them for her in bed.

"Madam, what’s wrong?"

Mr. Mo asked again, but instead of getting an answer from Mrs. Mo, the anxious maid by her side responded:

"Young Master, what are you standing there for? Go fetch the doctor quickly!"

"Oh, take good care of Madam, I’ll go get the doctor right away."

In his haste, Mr. Mo entered the room to grab his money purse, and instead of seeking out the Tang Family’s doctor, not wanting to trouble the Tang Family’s doctor, he planned to visit the Medical Hall outside the county to invite a doctor.

He hurriedly went out through the side gate, and at this mealtime, the guards only thought he had an appointment to dine out.

The guard didn’t ask much, seeing the anxious expression on Mr. Mo’s face, he must have something urgent to attend to.

Mr. Mo left the Tang Family’s side gate and looked down the street. Not far from the side gate was the main street of the county. Normally, as they were free from illness, they hadn’t paid much attention to the Medical Halls while shopping.

He only knew there were two or three Medical Halls in the county but didn’t know which one was better.

He went back to the side gate and decided to ask the guard.

"Mr. Mo, weren’t you going out to dine? Why have you returned?"

"I’m not going out to dine, brother, could you tell me which Medical Hall in the new county is the better one?"

While talking, Mr. Mo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead, breaking out in a sweat despite the winter cold, his face covered in sweat, eyes reddened with urgency.

"Mr. Mo, who is sick? We at the Tang Family have a doctor, for the usual peace pulse and such, there’s no need to go looking outside for a doctor."

The guard thought Mr. Mo might not be aware and began to explain.

"Brother, not to hide anything from you, I’m simply too embarrassed to bother the master’s doctor. Those doctors are specifically for the master, and my wife is feeling a little unwell, so I would like to invite a doctor to come have a look."

After hearing Mr. Mo’s words, the guard understood that it’s common for workers to hesitate bothering others and would prefer to pay for a doctor themselves.

Actually, the master’s doctor was specifically for the master’s use, and if a working person felt unwell and went to see the doctor, the doctor might show some impatience. Even though he would prescribe a prescription, he wouldn’t personally dispense the medicine.

Luckily, most of them were house slaves, so if they fell sick and had no one to help fetch or brew the medicine, one could imagine how dire the situation would be.

"Mr. Mo, at the Tang Family, the doctor isn’t just for the master; us workers can go see him for minor issues, get a prescription, and it would be convenient to buy the medicine at the Tang Family’s Medical Hall in the county. If you wish to avoid trouble, sir, you can invite the doctor from the Tang Family Medical Hall to come to the house for a consultation."