The manager smiled versatilely and said, "It turns out it's Mr. Zhan! Just now, the Duke and the eldest lady came over and happened to meet the old doctor who treated Mr. Ji. Knowing that Mr. Ji was sick, he asked the young man to find a careful servant to serve him. However, the Duke also said that the money he invited was given to Mr. Ji's Yuefeng.

Also, these are the medicines that the young man brought to Mr. Ji. He asked his servants to decoct and take them later. During this period, Mr. Ji only took care of his health and was not too late to go to class after he recovered. The Duke said that you will not detain your monthly tribute."

The manager stretched his neck and shouted into the room.

Zhan Wenze was stunned for a moment, his expression was much more relaxed, and he politely clasped his fists at the manager and said, "Thank you, please give me the medicine."

The servant cleverly took the medicine bags and said respectfully to Zhan Wenze: "Mr. Zhan, just let the younger one come. Tell me what you need to pay attention to. The younger one must serve Mr. Ji well."

Seeing the careful appearance of the servant, Zhan Wenze finally felt much more relieved. He nodded with satisfaction and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, go and heat the boiler in the stove first, boil the medicine first, and let us talk carefully after Mr. Ji takes the medicine."

"Yes!" The servant retreated.

Seeing that he had nothing to do here, the manager bent down and smiled politely, "If there is nothing to do, let's leave first!"

Zhan Wenze nodded, and after taking two steps, he remembered. He quickly turned around and reminded: "Mr. Zhan, Miss Zhenguo has just moved to the academy today and lives in a yard not far from here. I guess he will live here for a while. You should also talk to Mr. Ji."

The manager's words seemed to have an unfinished meaning. Zhan Wenze understood after thinking about it for a moment. He clasped his fists again to thank the manager, and sent the manager out of the yard before turning into Ji Yong's room.

Before Zhan Wenze could speak, Ji Yong said weakly: "I heard what you just said. Whether I want it or not, the Duke of the State has sent someone here. Now you can rest assured. Don't waste your efforts on me, but teach your students well. I will send them to Yangcheng to participate in the imperial examination in the spring of next year!"

This year, the imperial court was in great turmoil, with hundreds of officials of all sizes and small, and all these gaps had to be filled. In addition, those who retired at the age of age and a small number of people who resigned for other reasons, this year will be the time when the Qi Lan court is most short of staff. It will definitely expand enrollment next year. As long as you seize this opportunity and let the students they teach pass the exam, Jingbei Academy will become famous again, and their reputation will also be greatly enhanced. Isn’t this the purpose of staying in Jingbei Academy?

Zhan Wenze was furious and scolded him in anger: "Hmph! You also know that next year will be the imperial examination! Since you know, hurry up and cheer up, take medicine well, and strive for a speedy recovery, so that you can take your students to the imperial examination! You will be desperate and feel sorry for yourself, but you don't look like Ji Yong I knew at the beginning!"

Speaking of Ji Yong, he had to smile bitterly, and then coughed again. His face was also rosy because of blood congestion. His eyes were covered with bloodshot and his lips were pale and said, "I didn't think anything before, I always thought I was right, but this time I heard the words of the stranger, but I began to shake myself. I thought I was right, but he said that I ruined his whole life, and it was me..."

Thinking of his son's accusations and anger that had nowhere to vent, Ji Yong felt his blood surging again, and he couldn't help but vomit blood.

Zhan Wenze was so scared by him that he hurried out to call someone.

The doctor came late and shook his head after seeing Ji Yong. "I vomited blood and felt depressed in my heart. But this heart disease still needs psychological treatment. It's hard to say that he looks like this. You should persuade him more. It's not a serious illness. If you continue to do this, it will sooner or later become a terminal illness!"

The old doctor said this was really not a joke. He glanced at the empty medicine bowl next to him. The old doctor frowned and said to the servant: "I will prescribe another medicine later. You and I will go to get the medicine. Don't take the ones I brought back today!"

As he said that, the old doctor kept shook his head and left, muttering in his mouth that he didn't know what he was saying.

Zhan Wenze has been struggling here for a day and can't stand it. He doesn't dare to leave just like that. He simply stayed in the guest room next to Ji Yong. When he woke up the next day, he immediately went to the next door to see Ji Yong's situation.

The servant didn't dare to sleep all night and was interrogated by Zhan Wenze with two dark circles.

"Mr. Ji woke up last night?" Zhan Wenze looked at Ji Yong who was sleeping smoothly, and his frown loosened his eyebrows.

The servant hurriedly replied in a low voice: "I woke up, I woke up once in the Choushima, and I woke up once in the Choushima. When I was Choushima, I fed Mr. Ji medicine. Although Mr. Ji didn't want to drink it, the younger one still used both soft and hard to let him drink it, and he had never vomited it out. When I was Maoshima, I fed Mr. Ji half a bowl of porridge. At that time, Mr. Ji was much more energetic and spoke more vigorously. After eating the porridge, I slept until the husband was much more stable."

Zhan Wenze was relieved. After looking at Shichen, he reminded his servant: "I'll let the servants around you come and have a chance for you. You can go back and rest first, and wait until Mr. Jian wakes up before coming to serve him."

The servant left as he spoke, and Zhan Wenze glanced at Ji Yong and left.

In the next few days, Zhan Wenze came to enlighten Ji Yong every day. Although he was still depressed, his body had indeed recovered a lot.

Ten days later, Ji Yong was able to go to the ground. He was talking to Zhan Wenze, but he saw the manager hurried in with a letter.

"Mr. Ji, the urgent letter from Jiangnan came. The sender brought a few people here, saying that they were your grandchildren. The young man had not confirmed their identity and could only let them wait in front of him."

When Ji Yong heard this, he was quite a bit amazing. He hurriedly asked the servant to serve him in his clothes, and rushed to the front of the academy under the guidance of the manager.

Zhan Wenze was shocked and confused, so he followed him to take a look.

The group hurriedly walked for several quarters of an hour before coming to the front yard of the academy. Another small yard here specially received temporary guests. The yard was filled with a headache, which was very warm.

When Ji Yong entered the door, a gust of cold wind was brought in, but the others didn't care. The five children who were nervously sitting on the chair suddenly stood up. The leader was a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin body. Another slightly older girl looked at her only ten years old. There were two boys of average height standing on the left and right side of the girl, about six years old, and the other little girl who was held in her arms was probably only three years old.
Chapter completed!