Chapter 1676: Possessed by Nightmares
Chapter 1676: Chapter 1676: Possessed by Nightmares
Song Ci fell ill, and remained unconscious for two days without waking up.
Though such situations have occurred in recent years, the Song Family was still somewhat anxious. The fever had subsided, yet she hadn’t regained consciousness. It didn’t appear as if there was something terribly wrong, but naturally, it was worrisome.
It is said that some elderly pass away quietly in their sleep; whether Song Ci would be like this remains to be seen.
They were afraid of her leaving without a word, which would surely be devastating.
Ever since Song Ci fell into a feverish slumber, Song Zhiyuan hadn’t left her bedside, scheduling people around-the-clock to keep an eye on her condition, fearing that any negative change could occur too suddenly.
Lin Qing directly moved into the outer room, not daring to leave Chunhui Hall. Even at midnight, she would rise to check Song Ci’s pulse, just in case.
After administering the medicinal concoction through the reed tube once more, and waiting for a while, Song Ci remained still. Song Zhiyuan couldn’t sit still either and asked Lin Qing, "Doctor Lin, this can’t continue. Do you think we should change the prescription or supplement with acupuncture?"
Lin Qing placed the reed tube in the cup—she had heard about this method from Song Ci—which was more convenient than using a spoon when administering medicine to children or the elderly.
Upon hearing Song Zhiyuan’s words, she stood up and said, "Though Madam is in a deep sleep, since the fever has subsided, there’s no need for stronger medicine, as she wouldn’t be able to tolerate such potent drugs. As for acupuncture, it’s not suitable unless she wakes."
"But Eldest Brother is right; continuing like this isn’t a solution," Madam Jiang furrowed her brow.
Lin Qing was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, "You must understand, Madam is already advanced in age."
The faces of the crowd paled.
Everyone present was not foolish; whoever heard such words understood that they hinted Song Ci might leave them at any moment.
Song Zhiyuan’s heart was beating erratically, and his fingers clenched tightly.
"Could she be possessed?" Song Madam swallowed hard and said fearfully, "There’s been so much chaos outside lately, and those nonsensical rumors have been circulating. Besides, the calamity hasn’t dispersed yet—could Mother have been possessed by some evil spirit and thus not awakened?"
Madam Jiang and several women listened with faces showing panic.
Compared to men, they more strongly believed in those tales of ghosts and spirits.
Song Zhiyuan’s face turned cold as he glanced at Song Madam.
Song Madam seemed somewhat aggrieved by his look and said, "I’m just anxious. Perhaps, we should perform a ritual?"
Regardless of its effectiveness, it would at least bring peace of mind.
No one dared to speak; they only looked at Song Zhiyuan. Regarding conducting rituals, they were all utterly in favor—as long as it could awaken the elderly lady, any expense was trivial.
"Or, shall we distribute porridge, rice, and conduct a three-day charity clinic?" Guan Shuyan suggested, "Grandmother always practiced kindness, and we should do the same, adding blessings for her."
"Indeed."
Song Zhiyuan said, "Follow Su’er’s wife’s suggestion—distribute porridge, rice, and conduct a charity clinic. Take good care of Madam."
He exited Chunhui Hall, instructing Jiang Fula to prepare the carriage and gather people.
Jiang Fula saw him with a face of frost and dared not ask his intentions. He quickly had the carriage prepared and gathered people at the entrance waiting.
When Song Zhiyuan emerged and boarded the carriage, Jiang Fula finally dared to ask, "Prime Minister, where are you headed?"
Song Zhiyuan’s gaze was icy, his voice chilling, and he said calmly, "To Jade Bamboo Cottage."