"Sister Xue'er, I wonder how Chef Liu's injury is?" Just as Wen Rou was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Liu Yidao who was inexplicably blocked a few days ago.
It's been a few days, and I don't know if he has recovered. It seems that he still has some things to say.
"Oh, Chef Liu! He's much better, and he can go home tomorrow after the thread is removed." Nangong Xue showed a gratified smile on his face.
"I'll go and see him." Wen Wen was overjoyed when she heard that, it seemed that only this incident could sweep away the depression in her heart just now.
In the ward next door, Liu Yidao was still lying quietly on the hospital bed.
Except for a piece of white gauze wrapped around the neck, everything else is not unusual.
Although he was bored and bored lying down, Chef Liu couldn't stay idle, holding a blank scroll in his left hand and writing and drawing on it with a pen in his right.
"Ho ho." Seeing Nangong Xue coming with gentleness, Liu Yidao put down the scroll and made a difficult voice.
However, there was an obvious smile on his face.
"Chef Liu, don't talk." Ruan immediately comforted her.
Liu Yidao nodded, opened the scroll, and brushed something.
"Sister Xue'er, why is Chef Liu still unable to speak?" Gentle turned around and asked Nangong Xue.
"He injured his vocal cords, but his life is safe. It's about vocalization. After he fully recovers, he should go back and practice more frequently. It should improve." Nangongxue said rationally.
At this time, Liu Yidao had already held the scroll in front of his chest.
Gentle and impressive to see the above lines of writing.
One: Don't worry about me, Miss Nangong's medical skills are very good, it is the greatest luck to be able to recover her life after someone wiped her neck!
Second: be careful of Duan Qi who is the only one!
"Duan Qi!" Rourou exclaimed.
When Zuixianlou first opened, the face of Duan Qi who came to make trouble resurfaced in Wenrou's mind again.
But, didn't he keep his duty all the time and didn't find fault again
At this moment, Rourou suddenly remembered the time when she first entered Mr. Songtao's courtyard. The conversation that happened to be from Sheng Jiaoxue's master and servant.
"Miss, the arena in Zuixianlou is over, what do you plan to do with Duan Qi?" Linglong said.
"Stop mentioning that stupid person who has more success than failure!" Sheng Jiaoxue said angrily.
"But miss, he took your money before. He made a strong promise to make that little bitch named Wen look good! Now, not only has that little bitch won the competition, but he has actually come to live at home! This tone Can you swallow it?" Linglong fanned the flames.
"Bitch! Isn't she just a cook? How can brother and brother Ren Yue treat her so well?!" Sheng Jiaoxue's voice suddenly increased a lot.
"Miss, please calm down. Didn't you say that since the cook came to live at home, it was just convenient for us, but she sent it to the door herself, so I can't blame anyone else! Since that stupid Duan Qi is unreliable, why don't you do it yourself? "Linglong's voice was gloomy.
"Humph. Duan Qi..." Sheng Jiaoxue paused, then continued thoughtfully: "He hasn't been out of nowhere in the past five days. The bomber he secretly hired is really brilliant! He only used one Xiao Shizi sealed that Liu Yidao's mouth. Liu Yidao is the most hateful cook who wants to tell the truth, hmph! Do you know where he is right now?" Sheng Jiaoxue asked with a dark smile.
"According to Duan Qi's report, he is also looking for Liu Yidao's trace recently. That kid is probably dead. Think about it, there is no reason for him to live if his throat is blocked. It is estimated that he fell under some bridge hole and rotted." Now, it might be dragged by wild dogs to share it!" Linglong said. The laughter was actually kind of creepy.
"Hmph, Liu Yidao is a mere cook. It's a pity that his black iron kitchen knife is in the hands of that little bitch named Wen! I heard that it's a good knife!" Sheng Jiaoxue was slightly disappointed.
"Miss, isn't that just a knife? Liu Yidao has been using it for so long, but it's just a sharper kitchen knife, nothing unusual! Miss, don't worry about it!" Linglong persuaded from the side.
"But, that day...that Yang Gu..." Sheng Jiaoxue seemed to remember something. On that day, Yang Gu poisoned the vegetables, and Rou Rou suddenly judged that there was something wrong with the vegetables with this black iron kitchen knife. The power of this kitchen knife cannot be underestimated. Look!
"Hey! Maybe it's just a gimmick! The emperor's relatives in the palace use silver spoons to test for poison when they dine. Maybe this black iron kitchen knife itself contains silver. It was just a coincidence that day! How can there be any poison in the world? Your baby? I have only seen silverware before." Linglong spoke quickly.
"Well, it makes sense! Tonight I will write a letter, and you order people to return to Beijing immediately, and take back all the eighteen shops in the capital during those seven days! Such a defeated person, just thinking about it makes people hate!" Sheng Jiaoxue said viciously.
...
The past is vivid in my memory, if it wasn't because of the tedious things that happened one after another in recent days, and catching up with my brother to refer to the child's birth test, Wenrou would have almost forgotten the dirty business that she accidentally discovered before.
Duan Qi really hooked up with Sheng Jiaoxue!
It's a pity that Chef Liu only knew about Duan Qi, but he didn't know that behind Duan Qi was the more insidious and powerful Sheng Jiaoxue!
Right now, Duan Qi might still be looking for Chef Liu, if he hadn't put Chef Liu to death, he wouldn't let it go!
Because, Chef Liu knew too much, and wanted to expose the behavior. In this way, only the dead can best keep Sheng Jiaoxue's shady secret.
From this point of view, even if Chef Liu removes the thread tomorrow, once he leaves Nangongxue's yard, he will surely die!
How can this be good!
Looking softly at the handwriting written by Liu Yidao, anxiety appeared in his eyes again.
"It's okay. I'll hide my name and fade out of the kitchen. I'll be careful. Don't worry, Ms. Wen." Looking at Wen Rou's expression, Liu Yidao seemed to have guessed what Wen Rou was worried about, and immediately wrote on the paper again.
"Miss Wen, don't worry, we will return to Beijing in three days, and I will take Chef Liu on the road with me at that time! Leave this right and wrong place, and give Chef Liu a new life!" Nangongxue probably also saw the tenderness Worried, and Liu Yidao's open-mindedness, he persuaded in a slow voice.
"Sister Xue'er, are you not afraid of being implicated?" Wen Wen asked worriedly.
"Hehe, who would have thought that a granddaughter of an imperial physician would bring a cook to Beijing? Don't worry, even if you are interrogated when you go out of the city, I think there are so many boxes of medicinal materials here. Any one can help Liu The chef is in hiding! Besides, the officials on the road still give grandfather face!" Nangongxue patted her gentle shoulder. laughed.
"So, Rou'er, thank you, sister Xue'er! My sister will go back in three days..." Wen Rou bowed her body, and after the ceremony, her face was full of reluctance.
"Don't worry, I will take care of your affairs tonight!" Nangong Xue comforted her tenderly again.
The two girls held hands, looked at each other affectionately, and walked out of the courtyard slowly.
The night was getting darker, Rourou finished the meals for the group in the small courtyard, and went back to the room honestly to look for a chance to go out, because Sheng Jiaoxue placed Linglong by her side, and she did everything she did. It must be under Linglong's surveillance.
After finishing those things in the kitchen, Linglong naturally had no reason to follow.
Rourou has been sitting by the window, quietly watching all the movements outside the courtyard.
At dinner, although Ren Yue barely ate a bowl of porridge, he could tell that he was gentle. His condition is getting worse.
Although he was still calm and courteous, he lacked the elegant demeanor of the past, and was more tired and weak.
When everything melted into the night, Gentle gently opened the door, quietly got up and ran out of the courtyard.
In fact, Nangong Xue had already waited outside.
Covered by the walls of other houses. I have been waiting for the appearance of a gentle and dexterous figure.
She was also uneasy, as Wen Rou described, Ren Yue's situation was really not very good.
The benevolence of the doctor, even if it is not timely, can no longer delay the time.
As soon as the courtyard door opened, Nangong Xue greeted her.
For mobility. Tonight she specially wore a black cloak.
In the night, the eyes of the two girls met for a moment, without saying a word, they just walked towards Ren Yue's room tacitly one after the other.
For Wen Rou's convenience, there is no door in Ren Yue's room. At this moment, he was extremely uncomfortable, and he had completely handed himself over to the only cook he could rely on and trust at this moment.
She will not show off, she will not cry, she will only do everything possible to help herself.
But why did she do this? Ren Yue didn't know.
It's just that in the dark, some strange feelings flashed in Ren Yue's heart.
This cook is so familiar... It seems that she has an unusual relationship with me...
He was sad, as if the cook was more sad;
He was in pain, and it seemed that the cook was in a thousand times more pain than him.
A very delicate emotion is spreading and converging in the almost silent communication between Ren Yue and Wen Wen.
Ren Yue even lay on the bed all day long, although he was troubled by pain, but he was extremely looking forward to the arrival of tenderness.
When she came, even if he didn't do anything, he would feel much more relaxed.
What's more, every time she came, she could relieve his pain, whether it was physical or mental.
The door opened.
She is coming.
Ren Yue waited quietly, feeling a little warmth in his heart.
He opened his sleepy eyes, but there were two voices standing in front of him.
Ren Yue's vigilance rose again.
Why did Miss Wen bring a man in black!
"Young master Ren, I brought sister Xue'er here for diagnosis and treatment, your injury is not very good..." Rourou bent down, and gently put his ear on Ren Yue's side.
Ren Yue nodded, what else could he say at this moment? Since she can't do anything, she has to trust Miss Wen completely, but Nangong Xue... Isn't she the granddaughter of Nangong Imperial Physician? Why do you have such a close relationship with Miss Wen
Ren Yue looked at Nangongxue suspiciously, as if he had forgotten that Nangongxue gave him an injection to cure his headache in the previous nights.
Quickly removing the cloth strips that Ren Yue had bandaged the wound, Nangong Xue frowned again.
This injury is not very good!
The wound was red, swollen, infected, and showed no signs of healing.