Pushing open the door of the inner room, Ren Yue was helped to sit on a strange chair.
The chair is strange because it is wider than ordinary chairs, and it is even more like a collapsed chair.
"I've been running for a long time, let me see your injury first." Nangong Xue couldn't help but pull another small round stool, sit in front of Ren Yue, gently lift Ren Yue's left leg, and remove it quickly. Ren Yue's shoes and socks.
"Hey, I can't do it!" Ren Yue wanted to stop him, but his injured foot had already been exposed to Nangongxue's sight.
"Dangdang." There was a crisp knock on the door.
"Miss, are you back?" Emerald's voice.
"Jade, come in." Nangong Xue responded.
Fei Cui pushed the door open and entered. Although she often followed Nangong Xue and was used to seeing wounds, bloodstains, and various diseases, she was still really shocked when she faced Ren Yue who was in the room!
It wasn't because of the wound on Ren Yue's foot, but because such a handsome young man was in the lady's inner room in broad daylight.
"Hi Young Master Ren!" Jadeite saluted politely.
"You recognize me?" Ren Yue was curious.
"Of course, don't you remember, young master? During those few nights, young master had a headache and high fever and fell into a coma. Miss Wen came to ask my young lady for help. The young lady rescued young master. Did young master forget?" Fei Cui spoke quickly.
"Headache? High fever? Coma?" Ren Yue was said to be dizzy, why are these words again? I can't remember it at all. Could it be that I really did this before
"Ah! Mr. Ren, your foot..." Fei Cui said as she moved closer, and saw a stitched foot injury. Although Nangongxue's stitches were very delicate, Ren Yue's foot was still obviously ugly. scar.
"Jade, don't talk too much, go and get my first aid kit!" Nangong Xue said.
It was that magical and exquisite little box again, Nangongxue took out some gadgets that Ren Yue had never seen before, and Fei Cui was familiarly helping her. After a quick smearing and bandaging, the medicine was changed.
"Fortunately, you are recovering well, and the wound has not continued to be infected. It seems that sister Rou'er has taken good care of you. By the way, I think you have finished your anti-inflammatory medicine. You can stay here today with peace of mind. I still have The last board, presumably until you recover, should be able to support it!" Nangong Xue said with a faint smile, a gleam of kindness flashed in her eyes.
"Miss, you are really...the medicine is gone just like that..." Fei Cui muttered, with a look of reluctance.
"Jade, let's cook. It's light. Mr. Ren will stay for two days, and you will come out after cleaning up your room." Nangongxue dismissed Fei Cui, and now she and Ren Yue were left in the room.
"Miss Nangong, this... what the hell is going on? Ren Yue would like to hear more about it!" Ren Yue said with clasped fists.
"You really don't remember?" Nangong Xue saw that Ren Yue's expression was serious, it didn't look like he was joking. But I checked again.
"Ren Yue doesn't know." Ren Yue replied.
"Well, if sister Rou'er is right, according to her guess, you will know tonight." Nangong Xue didn't explain, but said slowly.
At this moment, in Mr. Songtao's small courtyard, Sheng Yaoshan flew off his horse. Da Heng hugged Wen Wen, kicked away all obstacles with strides, and went straight to his room.
Sheng Yaoshan was really anxious this time, when he thought that there was nothing in Wenrou's room, even the bedding was extremely thin and simple, he subconsciously put Wenrou on his bed.
"Brother." Sheng Jiaoxue who heard the noise thought it was some unexpected visitor at home. Following the sound, he went straight to Sheng Yaoshan's room, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the tenderness lying unconscious on the bed.
Sheng Jiaoxue exclaimed, feeling extremely angry in her heart!
The damned cook! Why is she not dead yet! Duan Qi, this trash! Don't even think about gaining a foothold in the capital in the future!
"What are you still doing in a daze! Why don't you hurry up and call for a doctor!" Sheng Yaoshan roared at Sheng Jiaoxue so loudly for the first time!
Half anxious, one side annoyed!
Ren Yue himself said that his younger sister was also involved in the capture of Miss Wen. Now that his younger sister is right in front of his eyes, Miss Wen is unconscious, Sheng Yaoshan's heart is as chaotic as a swarm of bees!
"You don't need to ask for a doctor, old man!" At this moment, Mr. Song Tao walked in with a resounding voice.
Liu Xian followed behind, holding in his arms a medicine box that was always kept at home.
"Brother Yaoshan, is sister Wen sick?" Liu Xian asked timidly with worry.
"No, Miss Wen is just too tired, just take a rest!" Although Sheng Yaoshan was extremely sad and indignant, seeing Liu Xian's innocent and kind eyes, he calmed down and comforted him with white lies.
Mr. Songtao sat quietly in front of Wenrou's bed, stretched out his hand to take Wenrou's pulse, and meditated silently.
Sometimes the brows are furrowed, and sometimes the eyes are surprised!
How much pain this girl has endured before! Why is the pulse condition like this! Hurt in the heart, as if after life and death!
"Sir! Sir!" Sheng Yaoshan looked at Mr. Song Tao's cloudy face, feeling extremely worried.
"Oh! It's okay, the girl is in a coma due to hypothermia, hurry up, go and boil some hot water, give the girl some food, and take a bath." Mr. Songtao hurriedly said.
Linglong had been following Sheng Jiaoxue all along, and was naturally secretly surprised at Gentle's reappearance, but after hearing Mr. Song Tao's order, she still reluctantly shuffled to the kitchen, and Sheng Jiaoxue also followed.
"Ah!" There was a scream in the kitchen.
Mr. Songtao rushed over immediately when he heard the sound, but he saw Linglong standing in front of the stove with his hands covered in blood, a blood-stained kitchen knife was thrown on the ground, half a section of ginger was thrown on the ground, and the other half was lying on the cutting board.
"Sir, Linglong deserves to die. Linglong only worried about Miss Wen's life for a moment, but she cut her hand in a hurry." Linglong fell on the ground in panic, kowtowing to admit her mistake.
"Sir, Linglong's hand is hurt like this. I'm afraid I can't make this soup. I'll take Linglong to see a doctor and leave." Sheng Jiaoxue said coldly from the side, then pulled Linglong up from the ground, and held it in her arms Covering his bleeding hand with a handkerchief, he hurried out the door.
"Oh!" Mr. Songtao sighed a long time.
On the bed, Wenrou was still in a coma, Sheng Yaoshan clearly heard a burst of chopping sounds coming from the kitchen.
Sheng Yaoshan was a little distracted by the scream just now, and now there is such a strange and incoherent sound of the knife, Sheng Yaoshan still decided to find out.
"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince, please take care of me here, call me if you need something! Ink ink, you are also waiting on the side!" Sheng Yaoshan explained quickly. Quickly rushed into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Mr. Songtao, with his gray hair and straight waist, was carefully cutting something with his back to the door.
The ground was stained with blood.
"Sir!" Sheng Yaoshan cried out.
"Oh. Yaoshan is here! Just now Linglong accidentally cut her hand, your sister took her to see a doctor, you go and take care of that girl, the old man is here to make a bowl of ginger tea to warm her body!" Mr. Songtao said, somewhat He looked awkwardly at the messily cut ginger under his hand.
"Sir, leave this place to Yaoshan. You know medical skills, so go back and take care of Ms. Wen!" Sheng Yaoshan said as he snatched the kitchen knife from Mr. Songtao.
"It's okay, that girl just fainted from the cold, the old man stays here to help you. The two of you can work faster!" Mr. Songtao refused and insisted on staying.
So, Sheng Yaoshan swiftly chopped finely chopped ginger, filtered it into ginger juice, burned it, and boiled water. Another pot of hot tea was boiled, Mr. Songtao assisted, and the two put ginger juice and brown sugar in it. After the water boiled a few times, a strong warm aroma hit, this bowl of thick ginger juice Even brown sugar tea is done!
"Unexpectedly, Yaoshan, as the Wukui of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has such a skill!" Mr. Song Tao nodded in praise.
"Mr. Congratulations. It's just that leading troops to fight, the journey is hard, and it is inevitable to encounter ice, snow and wind, so I used this trick with military medicine!" Sheng Yaoshan smiled honestly, and came out with a bowl of thick brown sugar ginger tea.
Liu Xian has been lying beside Wen Rou, looking at Wen Wen's pale face. And those almost bloodless lips, Liu Xian's young heart was full of claws scratching his heart.
"Sister Wen, what's the matter with you? Wake up quickly! Xian'er is still waiting for Sister Wen to make delicious food! Sister Wen, Sister Wen!" Liu Xian called softly while stretching out his Chubby little hands. Gently helping and rubbing the cold hands gently.
From time to time, she would put her gentle hand beside her bright red lips, breathing the hot air gently.
At this time, Liu Xian only had one wish in his young heart, and that was to make Sister Wen wake up.
Shui Mo stood at the side, wanting to help, but worried that men and women would be different, and would not be able to give and receive. Liu Xian, a child, was naturally fine, but he had indeed passed the year of the crown ceremony, so he could only stand on the side and worry.
When Sheng Yaoshan came in with hot soup and tea, Liu Xian was still warming Wenrou's hands.
Sheng Yaoshan looked at it, and there was a sour sweetness in his eyes for a moment.
His Highness has grown up, and he is no longer that ignorant and noisy child. His benevolent heart leaps out of his body, he knows how to understand the feelings of the people, and he knows how to care for the people!
"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince." Sheng Yaoshan cried out.
"Brother Yaoshan, is the hot soup ready? Quickly let Sister Wen take it, and Sister Wen will be fine." Liu Xian smiled innocently and made room.
"Your Highness, let me go out with the old man. Don't disturb the rest of the soft girl. Let's go buy some food for the evening. Let the soft girl have a good rest tonight!" Mr. Song Tao stretched out his hand to take Liu Xian, and Shui Mo followed him out.
Presumably, Mr. Songtao already has a good understanding of Wenrou's situation. If you faint from the cold, you can wake up if you keep warm. There are no other problems, it's just the girl's old injury...Mr. Songtao left the courtyard full of doubts.
At this time, only Sheng Yaoshan was left in the small courtyard and room, facing the unconscious tenderness on the bed alone.
Sheng Yaoshan got up and sat on the head of the bed, gently lifted Wenrou's body, making him lean comfortably in his arms, holding Wenrou who was still in a coma with one hand, and slowly pulled the square table with the tea bowl with the other hand, using a small spoon Slowly filled it, then put it to the mouth and blew it gently. After evaluating that the temperature was suitable, it was slowly sent into the gentle mouth.