Imperial Physician Peng lifted Deng Ying’s leg and looked up, “I’ll try lifting your ankle, tell me when it starts to hurt.”
“Gentle…”
“I understand, I understand!”
Yang Wan hadn’t even finished saying “gentle” before Imperial Physician Peng interrupted her.
He then looked at Yang Wan, saying impatiently, “Miss Wan, previously when I treated him, you knew to wait outside. Now you won’t leave, sitting beside him, and you’ve become quite noisy.”
Yang Wan stuck out her tongue, “Sorry, sorry, I’ll be quiet.”
Then she reminded Deng Ying, “You must speak up when it hurts, don’t stubbornly endure it.”
Imperial Physician Peng couldn’t help saying, “Miss Wan, I think in the future when you find me to treat his injuries, you should still wait outside.”
Yang Wan’s face fell as she stood up, “I really won’t make noise anymore, please don’t send me out.”
Imperial Physician Peng looked at Deng Ying, “Can’t you control her?”
“I…”
Deng Ying reached out to take Yang Wan’s hand, “Wan-wan, sit back down.”
“Okay, I’ll sit back down.”
She immediately sat beside Deng Ying, hands folded obediently on her knees.
During these days of recovery, Yang Wan rarely listened to Deng Ying, only yielding when the Imperial Physician was present.
Seeing Yang Wan’s behavior, Deng Ying couldn’t help but smile, lowering his head to say to Imperial Physician Peng, “Thank you for your trouble, Imperial Physician.”
Only then did Imperial Physician Peng hold Deng Ying’s heel and slowly twist it upward. Deng Ying bit his lip, trembling in pain, while Yang Wan beside him dared not make a sound, finally closing her eyes rather than watching.
Imperial Physician Peng released Deng Ying’s foot, dusted off his hands, stood up, and said to Deng Ying, “Alright, you can sit up now.”
Then he said to Yang Wan, “I’ll go write a prescription, but you can’t get the medicine from the Imperial Pharmacy anymore. Miss Wan, you’ll have to find your way.”
Yang Wan said, “Alright, write it for me, I’ll find someone to buy it outside.”
Imperial Physician Peng said, “I heard your Chenqian Palace had its salary cut.”
Yang Wan smiled, “That’s not a problem, I still have some savings.”
Hearing this, Imperial Physician Peng looked at Deng Ying sitting on the bed and laughed, “I’ve been in this palace so long, I’ve never seen a palace maid willing to support a eunuch. You truly have great fortune.”
Seeing Deng Ying lowering his head without speaking, Yang Wan quickly supported him toward the door, saying as they walked, “You’re always being improper here. Come out, Lady Jiang has words for me to relay to you.”
After sending Imperial Physician Peng away, Yang Wan closed the door, walked to the bedside, and sat down, “Don’t listen to Imperial Physician Peng’s nonsense. He’s become familiar with me lately and increasingly informal.”
Deng Ying smiled at Yang Wan, “What he said was right.”
Yang Wan adjusted the bun on the back of Deng Ying’s head, changing the subject, “The bun is loose, I’ll help you tie it again, sit up.”
Deng Ying complied, sitting straight and allowing Yang Wan to fiddle with his hair from behind.
“Wan-wan.”
“What?”
“I don’t know how to save money to buy things for you. I’m now just a servant in the Twenty-four Offices, my salary is much less than before. Why don’t… I do like Chen Hua and give you all my salary. You can use it to buy things you want.”
Yang Wan took out Deng Ying’s hair tie and bit it between her teeth, speaking somewhat unclearly, “Does that mean you’ll eat whatever I give you in the future?”
“Yes, I’ll eat whatever you give me.”
Yang Wan finished arranging Deng Ying’s hair and tied it back with the hair tie, “Alright, then give it to me.”
She finished speaking and sat down to face Deng Ying, “Today’s hairstyle is quite good, it won’t block your eyes at all. Do you want to continue looking at the Cloud Cliff Hall construction plans?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll get them for you.”
“Wan-wan…”
Deng Ying lifted the quilt, “You don’t know which one it is, I’ll get it myself.”
Yang Wan turned around and said, “What did I say before? No, getting out of bed, sit back down.”
Deng Ying hurriedly covered himself back up with the quilt.
Yang Wan walked toward the desk while saying, “I didn’t dare disobey you when Imperial Physician Peng was here, but now that he’s gone, you must listen to me. Only four or five days of recovery, and you’re restless again, were you born from a moth? Really… giving me no peace of mind, I think…”
She crouched by the desk, searching while chattering.
Deng Ying leaned back in bed and said softly, “Wan-wan, it’s right by your hand, under that thick book.”
Yang Wan found the plans following his instructions, and brought them over while still chattering, “You can only look for one more hour, after I finish cooking and we eat, you must rest.”
“Alright.”