The Lucky Heiress

“Mother, rest assured and recuperate. I will take care of father and ensure that nothing happens to him,” Wei Qingwan comforted Lady Yun.

Lady Yun nodded, “Yes, yes, you should stay by your father’s side and prevent any harm from coming to him.”

I understand, mother, rest assured. You also need to take care of yourself, your health is important too. If father awakens and sees you weak and ailing, he will be heartbroken,” Wei Qingwan continued to comfort.

Lady Yun nodded, “I know, I am useless. As soon as anything happens to your father, I become anxious, and my mind goes blank. In the end, I not only fail to help but also create chaos.”

“Mother, don’t speak like that. Your love for father is deep, his pain is your pam. Your reaction is only a testament to your deep feelings for him.”

“No matter what, I am indeed useless. Luckily this time we had Doctor Cheng and all of you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know what to do.”

“Mother, stop worrying. The most important thing for you now is to take care of your health.”

Lady Yun spoke with sorrow, “Your father has been wounded no less than twenty times over the years, but this injury is the most severe. I have never seen him in this condition before. Even when he returned home with injuries in the past, he would always tell me he was okay, but this time, he can’t even open his eyes.”

“Mother, father got like this because he was fighting the Japanese Pirates. He is a hero, and the Bodhisattva will protect him.”

“I know, I know. Wanwan, don’t worry about me. Go and stay with your father. I’ll be fine, I just need to rest.” Lady Yun urged Wei Qingwan to take care of Wei Mingting.

Wei Qingwan did not tell Lady Yun that Doctor Cheng hadn’t allowed her to see her father. Not wanting Lady Yun to worry, she agreed, “Alright, mother, rest assured. I’ll watch over father. If anything happens, I’ll inform you. You rest and recover in the meantime.”

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The next night, Wei Ruo, and Wei Yilin came on time to keep watch. The maid wanted to help, but was gently turned down by Wei Ruo.

It was not that she didn’t want to delegate the task to others but instead, during this critical period, someone with medical skills had to be present in case of any unforeseen complications that others might not notice promptly. Wei Yilin also insisted on keeping watch himself. If his elder sister, a woman, could do it, there was no reason why he as a man couldn’t.

With their eldest brother not at home and their father down, he was the only man in the house and had to uphold his responsibility at this moment.

Seeing Wei Yilin dedicated to watching over Wei Mingting just like on the first day, Wei Ruo’s impression of him slightly improved.

At night, she even initiated to let him help, asking him to assist with tasks like changing the medicine, water, and towels.

In the latter half of the night, Wei Yilin proactively covered Wei Ruo with a blanket, “You cannot catch a cold.”

“Cover yourself.”

“I’m alright. I’m a man and a martial artist, not afraid of the cold. Yet, you are a woman; women are more prone to the cold. You need to be more mindful than us men,” Wei Yilin spoke.

“You are only eight. What kind of man are you?”

“Who says an eight-year-old can’t be a man? My master says that being a man is determined by one’s mindset, not one’s age!” Wei Yilin retorted.

“So, you are mature?”

Of course.” Wei Yilin responded with determined certainty.

Speaking, Wei Yilin looked towards the unconscious Wei Mingting on the bed,

“I will become a hero like father, fighting on the battlefield against the Japanese Pirates. Not only will I drive them out of the coastal areas, but I will also invade their dens and eradicate them altogether!”

It was the second time Wei Ruo heard someone express such an aspiration. Regardless of age, status, such ambitions deserved commendation.

“Father would be very pleased with your ambition,” said Wei Ruo.

“Big sister, father will wake up, right?” Wei Yilin asked.

Once we survive tonight, it would mean we have passed the second hurdle. There would then be an eighty percent chance of survival,” Wei Ruo replied.

“Then we continue to stay by father’s side! We must wait until father wakes up!” Wei Yilin responded decisively.

For the following two nights, Wei Ruo and Wei Yilin stayed by the bedside as vigilantly as the first night, leaving the day shift to Doctor Cheng and his apprentice.

On the morning of the fourth day, Wei Mingting’s condition finally stabilized.

Seeing Doctor Cheng again, Wei Ruo looked noticeably more relaxed and cheerful.

“Miss Wei, you are a blessing to others. Mr. Wei was able to transcend this calamity due to your efforts,” commented Doctor Cheng.

Whether it was the dancing knife and carcass, the acupuncture, or the concoction of medicinal prescriptions, all were done by Miss Wei. Thus, Doctor Cheng unequivocally thought that all credit should go to her.

Regrettably, due to certain reasons, Miss Wei did not want to reveal that she was the one performing these tasks.

“Thank you, Doctor Cheng.”

Wei Ruo honestly expressed her gratitude, Doctor Cheng took risks this time and did his utmost in saving a life. If she hadn’t met him by chance, things would not have gone so smoothly.

“Miss Wei, go back and rest first. You have been up for three nights, heaven finally rewards the diligent,” Doctor Cheng expressed both a sense of an elder’s affection for a younger one and admiration for her talent.

Wei Ruo nodded, then said to Wei Yilin “Let’s go, let’s return and rest.”

Wei Yilin looked reluctantly at Wei Mingting on the bed, then obediently followed Wei Ruo out of the room.

After Wei Ruo and Wei Yilin left, Wei Qingwan arrived. As per the past few days, she asked Doctor Cheng about Wei Mingting’s condition and asked if she could go inside to personally look after him.

Given that Wei Mingting’s condition had stabilized, Doctor Cheng didn’t stop

Wei Qingwan from entering this time.

Then, Wei Qingwan had Maid Cuihe prepare some ginseng soup. After consulting Doctor Cheng, she served some to Wei Mingting.

Having had several days to recover, Lady Yun’s condition had improved significantly. Further, after learning from Doctor Cheng that her husband was no longer in a life-threatening condition, Lady Yun no longer felt anxious or scared.

When Lady Yun, leaning on Maid Cuiping, came to the room to see her husband, she saw Wei Qingwan at the bedside, diligently feeding her husband the ginseng soup.

‘Wanwan, you’ve had a hard time. I’m so useless. Seeing your father in this state, I was so distraught that I couldn’t hold myself up, leaving all the care to you and your siblings,” Lady Yun said sighing.

Hearing Lady Yun’s praise, Wei Qingwan responded softly, “Mother, it’s my duty. You just got better, take it slow.”

Lady Yun nodded, “I’m much better now. Has the doctor mentioned anything else that your father needs?”

Wei Qingwan replied, “Just now, Doctor Cheng said father’s body is weak. When nourishing his health, we need to do so gradually and carefully.”

“Good, good, then we’ll take it slow,” Lady Yun looked at her husband on the bed with a pained expression.

Then looking at Wei Qingwan, who was obediently standing by the bed, Lady Yun voiced her relief, “Wanwan, you must be tired.. You haven’t had a good rest these past few days, have you?”