Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: Three Big Bowls
Turns Out, I m from a Real Aristocratic Family!
Chapter 47: Three Big Bowls
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fang Yuan was on the verge of stating that she hadnât suffered, but the elderly gentleman persisted, âDonât worry, both the Cheng Family and the Bo Family will double their kindness towards you in the future!â
Fang Yuan:ââ¦â She could comprehend the Cheng Familyâs stance, but wasnât the Bo Familyâs reaction a tad too forgiving?
âYour name is Fang Yuan, correct? Itâs a pleasant name, and your appearance is quite striking as well,â remarked Old Master Bo, seemingly echoing Butler Wenâs sentiment.
Butler Wen concurred with a smile. This young lady was undeniably more visually appealing than Cheng Yuqi. She exuded poise and displayed no signs of shyness. She was indeed a unique individual.
âOh dear, look at me. My age has caught up to me, causing my memory to falter. I became so engrossed in our conversation that I forgot to offer you a seat. Come over to Grandpa, my child,â coaxed Old Master Bo, patting the adjacent double couch.
Bo Yi arched an eyebrow. Wasnât this couch bought specifically so that the young lady could sit beside him? Grandpa had certainly put in quite a bit of effort.
Butler Wen inquired with a grin, âYoung Master, would you also like to sit?â
Bo Yi showed no signs of discontent and naturally took a seat next to Fang Yuan. This turn of events surprised Old Master Bo this time. His grandson appeared to treat this young lady rather distinctly!
âYuanyuan, I heard from Mu Qing that youâve just completed your college entrance exams. Are you considering any universities? Grandpa can make arrangements for you.â
Fang Yuan dutifully responded, âNot yet.â
Old Master Bo: âIn that case, letâs set our sights on Jing University. Iâm acquainted with the former principal of Jing University.â
Observing his grandpaâs excessive concern, Bo Yi shifted the conversation. âDid you remember to take your medication today?â
The mention of medicine prompted the elderly gentleman to furrow his brow. âThat traditional Chinese medicine is excessively bitter. Itâs a tremendously challenging task. Iâm curious about the identity of the person who prescribed it. If I were to consume that concoction, 1 might keel over on the spot!â
All eyes turned to Fang Yuan in a silent consensus.
Fang Yuan responded composedly, âIâm the one who prescribed that medicine.â
Old Master Boâs countenance underwent a sudden transformation. He hadnât anticipated his granddaughter-in-law to possess not only operational knowledge but also the capability to prescribe traditional Chinese medicine. Swiftly correcting his initial reaction, he remarked, âThough it may have carried a touch of bitterness on the palate, potent medicine often bears that trait. Once ingested, its bitterness can be offset by the sweetness it brings forth. This sweetness mirrors my granddaughter-in-lawâs gracious acceptanceâ¦â
âWhy, then, have you not partaken of it?â Bo Yi interjected impassively.
Old Master Bo asserted with an air of authority, âWen, fetch me the medicine! 1 intended to consume it, yet my delight upon encountering my granddaughter-in-law led me to neglect its consumption.â
Butler Wen:ââ¦â He saw no reason to expose her any further. Earlier, when Miss Fang Yuan hadnât arrived, the old gentleman had teased relentlessly, claiming heâd rather not be reborn than acknowledge the medicineâs presence, even if he simply caught a whiff of it. Yet now, after having a whiff, he seemed eager to unearth a pit to hide in. How rapidly the tides had shifted! Would he dare to utter those words in front of Miss Fang Yuan?
âI could readily drink down three substantial bowls of the medicine personally prescribed by my granddaughter-in-law!â
Fang Yuan:ââ¦â Three bowls werenât really necessary.
With a warm cup of traditional Chinese medicine in hand, Butler Wen offered it to Old Master Bo. The latter accepted it and swallowed it in one fluid motion, resembling someone downing a glass of wine.
âMmm, absolutely delectable!â
At the sight of the old gentlemanâs furrowed brow, Mu Qing couldnât suppress a smirk. The old man seemed quite tormented.
Understanding that this Chinese medicine wasnât renowned for its palatability, Butler Wen found himself in a helpless situation. While the concoction might not be pleasing to the taste, it was certainly beneficial for oneâs health. Additionally, the fact that the prescriber was currently present made a significant difference.
âHow do you find yourself today?â Fang Yuan inquired with genuine concern.
âYour visit alongside Yi has been such a source of joy that my ailments momentarily faded into oblivion!â Old Master Boâs declaration was swiftly followed by an abrupt clasp of his chest, his expression taking a concerning turn.
Just as Fang Yuan was about to take his pulse, she witnessed him suddenly hunch over and expel a mouthful of fresh blood. The room was filled with shock from everyone present.
âGrandpa!â
âOld Sir, whatâs happening?â
âWhatâs the matter? Iâll call for a doctor right away.â
âOh, yes. Miss Fang Yuan is a doctor herself. Miss Fang Yuan, please examine him quickly. Whatâs wrong with him?â
With her fingers resting on Old Master Boâs wrist, Fang Yuan furrowed her brows and then looked up at the elderly man. âDid you secretly drink wine?â
Bo Yi and Mu Qing exchanged incredulous glances, directed at the old gentleman.
âI⦠I didnât drinkâ¦â Unable to conceal the truth any longer, Old Master Bo reluctantly confessed, âWell, 1 might have had a sip.â
Fang Yuan raised an eyebrow. âYou had just a sip?â
âHow did you know?â Old Master Bo gazed at Fang Yuan in astonishment. Was she capable of detecting even his sips? She was nothing short of a miraculous doctor!
Fang Yuan smirked and gestured towards the blanket. âThereâs an empty wine bottle right there.â
Old Master Bo directed his gaze downwards, realizing that the wine bottle he had concealed within his blanket had somehow emerged from its hiding place. He shot a disapproving glance at Butler Wen and admonished him in hushed tones, âOh dear, why didnât you hide it better?â
Butler Wen stammered, â1⦠I didnât anticipate being discovered eitherâ¦â There had been no opportunity for him to conceal it properly when both Master Bo and Miss Fang Yuan suddenly appeared.
âGrandpa!â Bo Yiâs voice held a note of reproach.
Anticipating his grandsonâs forthcoming lecture, Old Master Bo promptly waved his hand. âEnough, enough, 1 understand. 1 simply couldnât resist! The sheer delight of having my granddaughter-in-law here overwhelmed me.. With her presence today as my witness, I solemnly vow not to repeat this in the future!â