Zhu Yanyin had no experience in taking care of others, but he had a lot of experience in being taken care of by others. He could make clear arrangements for the patient by imitating others. He first pulled open the quilt and shook it, then covered Li Sui tightly, and then pretended to stroke his face twice and tidied his hair: "Okay, go to sleep."
The quilt was very soft, like a loose cloud that had been warmed by the sun, wrapping around the body, just enough to block the chill brought by the rainy night. Li Sui cooperated and lay on the pillow, saying, "I'm fine."
"Your bones are broken, and you still say you're okay?" Zhu Yanyin sat on the edge of the bed. "Of course, if you are talking about Pan Shihou, then it's really none of our business." And he actually thought that the old man was not a bad guy before, and even advised Li Sui to be more patient and caring towards his elders, but ended up playing out like this tonight. Forget it, he can't think about it. As soon as he thought about it, he started to get angry again.
Then he said, "Go to sleep!"
Li Sui asked: "Are you scholars all so ferocious in getting people to sleep?"
Zhu Yanyin slowed down her tone and said, "No, that's not it. How about I recite a poem for you, 'Flowers fade easily like your love, water flows endlessly like my sorrow.' Or if you want to hear something more tender and affectionate, here it comes."
Li Sui smiled: "All is fine."
The second young master Zhu was a talkative person, and he was very good at talking nonstop. He would sit on a step stool, lean over the bed, and talk about anything from the oriole in February to the Forbidden City in Spring City. His voice was very low, and in the end it simply turned into a low murmur - he said he was sleepy.
Li Sui closed his eyes. All the fatigue of the whole day came out at the same time, making his eyelids heavy. The fragrance beside the pillow was familiar and pleasant, and he fell asleep soon.
Zhu Yanyin yawned and thought, coaxing the big devil to sleep is quite a strenuous task.
He left the bedroom, closed the door quietly, and ordered the disciples of Wanren Palace to guard the courtyard tightly. No matter whether it was Pan Shihou from next door, the leader of the martial arts world, or other martial arts sects who wanted to visit, they should all be sent back unless the trouble had already been solved.
The Wanren Palace disciples responded in unison: "Yes!"
I didn't think there was anything wrong with following the orders of Mr. Zhu Er. It was a very natural thing to do.
By this time the sky was already beginning to brighten.
Zhu Yanyin didn't sleep for long and woke up at noon. Zhu Xiaosui changed his clothes while saying, "Divine Doctor Jiang has been busy all night and is still staying in Pan Jinhua's room. There are people from the Wulin Alliance in and outside the courtyard, but no one is noisy. They are all standing there waiting. Young Master Zhao is also there."
"Where is Palace Master Li?"
"The people from Wanren Palace haven't left the courtyard, and Palace Master Li doesn't seem to have gotten up yet."
When Zhu Yanyin heard this, he immediately became interested. After all, there are many demons, but there are few demons who are so lazy in bed. He couldn't miss it if he passed by.
"I'll go and take a look."
I wish Xiaosui will be confused again. Why should she go to see it if she didn’t get up
However, Mr. Zhu II had been blown away like the wind, without even a shadow left behind.
Li Sui was leaning on the bed, regulating his breathing.
Zhu Yanyin pushed the door open a little and cautiously peeked in to look.
Li Sui was still wearing a black pajamas with loose ties that exposed most of his chest. He looked lazy, which made him look very dissolute and charming. He no longer looked like a murderous devil, but more like a demon beauty beside a devil.
Zhu Yanyin was very polite: "Can I come in?"
Li Sui reminded: "You've already come in."
Zhu Yanyin: "... No, I only came in halfway." And the remaining half is the difference between the dignified and polite Jiangnan gentleman and the eager hooligan, so it is still necessary to distinguish them clearly.
Li Sui smiled and asked, "Why don't you take a rest for a while?"
Zhu Yanyin walked into the room openly and closed the door: "I couldn't sleep thinking about your injury. How are you?"
"It's okay." Li Sui leaned back on the head of the bed, and his clothes slid down further.
Zhu Yanyin straightened his collar without changing his expression: "I'm glad you're okay." If you're okay, put on your clothes.
Li Sui looked at the bandage on his wrist and asked, "Do the others know that I was bitten?"
"I don't know. I didn't let anyone tell anyone." Zhu Yanyin said, "You and I naturally believe in Dr. Jiang. Since he said the bite is fine, then it must be fine. But the others may not be sure. In addition, there are so many people and we don't know what the rumors will be. It's better to keep it secret."
Li Sui nodded: "Okay."
Zhu Yanyin touched the bed sheet and asked, "Did you sleep well last night? If you feel the bed is not soft enough, I will ask Uncle Zhang to buy some quilts and cotton wool when we pass by the next big city."
Li Sui actually didn't like sleeping on a soft bed, but at this moment, leaning on this snow-white and soft cotton nest, he actually felt a bit comfortable and at ease. It can be seen that the Jiangnan tune really makes people lazy. Just like those poems, they can make people not want to care about worldly affairs anymore, and just want to indulge in the land of gentleness.
Zhu Yanyin did not mention Pan Shihou, and neither did Li Sui, but there were so many troubles next door that before the two of them had even had lunch, a disciple from Tianzhu Hall came again, saying that their young master was dying.
Zhu Yanyin opened the door: "What do you mean by no longer able to do it?"
"That's right, that's right, Divine Doctor Jiang said he can't wake up." The Sky Spider Hall disciple said, "Even if he wakes up, he will just be stupid and foolish."
Zhu Yanyin looked back and saw that Li Sui was still sitting at the table and had no intention of going over to see him, so he said to the disciple, "I see. Palace Master Li is injured and is still recuperating. You should go back first."
Pan Shihou's sad voice could almost penetrate the wall.
Zhu Yanyin slammed the door shut and sat back next to Li Sui: "When I saw Divine Doctor Jiang's expression last night, I guessed that this might be the result, but at least my life was saved."
"Where do you think the poison in Pan Jinhua came from?"
"Dr. Jiang said it wasn't bitten, so it's very likely that it was caused by the poisonous water, just like Zhang Shen." Zhu Yanyin said, "If Pan Jinhua was forced to practice martial arts, Pan Shihou would have come to you crying and shouting. Now that he is evasive and made up a lie that Zhang Shen bit his neck and dragged him out of the city, it proves that Pan Jinhua was not kidnapped."
In other words, voluntary.
Pan Jinhua had such an unfortunate father who was both doting and crazy. He had been suppressed and educated since childhood, and his heart was probably already twisted. Not to mention defeating Li Sui, even if he just wanted to make a name for himself in the underworld, he would probably be willing to try some evil ways.
Before being devoured, every person who practices evil skills will feel that they have the ability to control their mind, just like a gambler who has lost a lot of money at the gambling table, always thinking that he can make up for his losses in the next bet. As for what the final outcome will be, only outsiders know best.
As to whether Pan Shihou only found out about his son's possession after it happened, or whether he personally caused all of this, it is hard to say.
"Maybe it's the former." Li Sui took a sip of bird's nest porridge. "No matter how much Pan Shihou wanted his son to become successful, he wouldn't let him follow Zhang Can's path. I guess he noticed something was wrong when Pan Jinhua was about to become possessed, but he didn't dare to tell me the truth, so he had to make up a lie and pretend that he was a victim."
Zhu Yanyin asked: "Is it sweet?"
Li Sui glanced at the spoon: "Sweet."
Zhu Yanyin also took a spoonful from his bowl. Hmm, it was quite sweet.
After lunch, they rested for a while before going to check on the situation next door. When they opened the door, they saw Jiang Shenglin leaning against a tree in the yard, rubbing his temple with a tired face.
"Divine Doctor Jiang." Zhu Yanyin stepped forward to support him, "Why haven't you rested yet?"
"Just released." Jiang Shenglin sat on a stone bench. "I have seen many patients. Pan Shihou is a strange one among his parents. He didn't ask if his son can wake up, but only asked if he can learn literature and martial arts after waking up. He is still crying until now. I advise you not to go."
"You really can't wake up?"
"It's good that he was able to save his life. Fortunately, you caught him in time last night. Otherwise, he would have died in another hour. But then again, based on Pan Shihou's reaction, he probably thinks that this half-dead son is not much different from a dead son."
Zhu Yanyin curled his lips and asked, "What father?"
"Then I'll go back to sleep first." Jiang Shenglin yawned, "You'd better not go and offend him. He's crazy now and doesn't like everyone."
Zhu Yanyin sent Jiang Shenglin back to his room. He did not ask the medicine boy or the disciples of Wanren Palace to guard the room. Instead, he asked his guards to surround the door and told them that unless there was an emergency, they should not pay attention to the people in Tianzhu Hall and let the genius doctor have a good rest.
Li Sui asked: "You don't want him to conflict with Wanren Palace?"
"He doesn't dare to provoke the Zhu Mansion." Zhu Yanyin also sat on the stone bench. "Of course, he certainly doesn't dare to provoke Wanren Palace, but you can't guarantee that he will come to you crying and begging you for help, so it's better to use my people directly, which will save you trouble."
Li Sui smiled: "You really don't like him."
It was more than just dislike. Zhu Yanyin couldn't help but said, "Aren't you angry about what happened last night?"
"I've said it before, I know what kind of person he is." Li Sui said, "What happened last night was not surprising at all."
"But you treated him as an elder, and you took the trouble to find your son, and he got hurt, but he didn't... Anyway, I'm angry."
"I treat him as an elder, but I don't treat him as an elder who is indispensable." Li Sui pinched Zhu Yanyin's chin, "Do you understand?"
Zhu Yanyin thought for a moment and said, "Hmm."
"Since there's a commotion next door, we won't go join in the fun." Li Sui said, "I didn't get enough rest last night, so I'll go back and get some sleep."
Zhu Ergongzi invited him to sleep together.
After saying that, he felt that it was not a good idea as it revealed his inner thoughts too much, so he added in an attempt to cover up the truth, "The main reason is that I don't want you to go look for Pan Shihou while I'm asleep, so we sleep together. No, we don't sleep together. I have a soft couch in my room. You can sleep on it. It's just as big and comfortable."
Or you can sleep in the same bed with me, or you can sleep in the same bed with me, or you can sleep in the same bed with me.
As a result, at this moment, Palace Master Li suddenly stopped being an evil person. He was not strong, overbearing, cold, evil or charming at all. Instead, he agreed to sleep on the soft bed.
From this we can see that the stories in the books are indeed lies and are far from reality.
Zhu Yanyin was lying on the bed, planning to denounce the unscrupulous booksellers when he returned to Jiangnan in the future. He did not want to be quoted as 3,000 words by the red waves as soon as a demon appeared, which was simply misleading the readers.
Li Sui was leaning halfway on the couch. He was not sleepy, so his eyes were always on the bed.
Zhu Yanyin said in a muffled voice: "Why are you looking at me?"
Li Sui asked: "Who should I look at then?"
Zhu Yanyin thought, when we take a nap, we usually close our eyes and look at nothing.
But if you really want to watch it, you can.
So Mr. Zhu closed his eyes and once again assumed a very elegant sleeping position, even paying special attention to the direction of his fingers resting on the pillow.
He was wearing white clothes and had black hair, and he had a thin figure.
I feel pity for you. I feel pity for you.