Luo Wei's coma caused chaos in Luo's house.
Some people from the prime minister's mansion rode fast horses to the palace to invite the imperial physician Wei.
The doctor from the nearest medical center was also invited by the people in the prime minister's residence.
"Rescue him first!" Luo Zhiqiu hurriedly said to the doctor, Luo Wei's sleepless appearance on the bed made him flustered.
"Ah Chou," the doctor pierced with a few needles, Luo Wei's eyes were still closed, but he made a sound.
"Weier!" Luo Zhiqiu hurriedly called Luo Wei.
"Chou," Luo Wei's voice was hoarse, and his hands were raised, as if he was about to grab something in the air.
"A Chou," Luo Zhiqiu asked Wei Lan beside him, "Who is A Chou?"
Wei Lan shook his head. His face at the moment was not much better than that of Luo Wei. Luo Wei suddenly fainted like this, almost killing him.
"Who is Ah Chou?!" Luo Zhiqiu loudly asked the people inside and outside the house.
Several housekeepers in the outhouse looked at each other and shook their heads. Finally, the big housekeeper said to the inner room: "Master Xiang, there is no one called A Chou in the house."
"Master?" Wei Lan grabbed the hands that Luo Wei was holding around, "Young Master!" He called Luo Wei repeatedly.
Luo Wei's hand grabbed Wei Lan's hand and held it so tightly that Wei Lan felt pain.
The doctor's expression was solemn, he stopped, and only dared to tell Luo Zhiqiu that Luo Wei's situation was not good.
As soon as Fu Hua and Xu Yuemiao walked into the inner room, they heard the doctor's words. Fu Hua's legs became weak on the spot and he couldn't stand. Xu Yuemiao burst into tears while supporting Fu Hua. Being a good person, can't you just say no
"Anyway, you save people first," Xie Yu said to the doctor, "You can't just stand here."
The doctor said, "Young master seems to be caught by something, so I can only do my best."
Luo Zhiqiu was anxious that Imperial Physician Wei would not be here, so he had to endure the anxiety and said to the doctor, "You are doing your best, and the truth is not an unreasonable person."
After half a stick of incense, Imperial Physician Wei arrived panting, followed by several Imperial Physicians.
No one suspected that Luo Wei's illness was caused by Wei Lan's painting. After a while of hustle and bustle, no one thought about who the "Chou" that Luo Wei called.
Luo Wei just refused to let go of Wei Lan's hand, Luo Zhiqiu and others had no choice but to let Wei Lan guard by Luo Wei's bed. Wei Lan couldn't ask for this either. He only looked at Luo Wei. He didn't care about the people and things that happened to him, and he didn't want to care about it. As long as the person in front of him was still alive, he would be satisfied.
Who is Ah Chou? Even if Luo Wei wakes up, he will not tell anyone who A Chou is.
This person, together with the unbearable past events of the previous life, and even Long Xuan's huge coffin, were hidden in the bottom of Luo Wei's heart. He didn't think about it, but it always lived in his heart, like his shadow. When Wei went there, they followed wherever they went, never leaving for a moment.
In this world, not only people are divided into three, six, nine, nine, but cats, dogs, mules, horses, flowers, trees and houses are all equally divided into high and low. Huanxiyuan, in the status of Shangduhua Street, is neither superior nor inferior, more than inferior to inferior. The people in the Huanxi Courtyard are all just poor people, but even these poor people still have to be divided.
That year, the winter in Shangdu came very early, as if the autumn had not yet passed, and the snow could not wait to cover the ground, and it was truly winter.
Flower Street is the most lively night, with people coming and going, singing and dancing, playing music, and making music.
In front of the Huanxi Courtyard, which has never been the best in business, a large group of people gathered around it today. A criminal slave was thrown in front of the gate by the nurse in the courtyard.
"It's him." When people saw this slave, people immediately started to talk about it.
It is ridiculous to say that, in this joyous courtyard, the most famous people are not the famous characters in the courtyard, but this slave who can no longer walk on his lower limbs. People can't remember the origin of this slave, but they only know that this slave is probably the cheapest and dirtiest person on this flower street, or a thing.
"Why are your eyes blind?" Someone glanced at the slave and asked others.
The slave's left eye was covered with a dirty cloth whose color could no longer be seen. Upon closer inspection, he could see that the cloth was soaked with blood, caked, and stained with ashes.
"I didn't expect him to be dead," someone looked at the sinner with disgust, "I really don't know why he's still alive?"
Half a month ago, Huanxiyuan, which had never been visited by nobles, welcomed a few nobles with extraordinary bearing at first sight. At that time, the slave was serving a mastiff, and it was also a fun thing for bored people sitting in the lobby to drink and have fun. Unexpectedly, the noble person at the head actually walked straight to the cage of this slave. The boss was so frightened that he had the mastiff pulled away, and he stood aside and dared not speak.
The noble looked at the slave for a long time, then suddenly became angry, and unpredictably shot, and gouged out the left eye of the slave. Including the person who followed this nobleman, everyone was frightened by this scene. They couldn't tell if it was the scream of the slave, or the blood-stained hands of the noble man, or the blood-smeared face of the slave that scared them.
After the nobleman committed the murder, he turned around and left without saying a word. Only one of his entourage took a step late, gave a lot of silver taels to the frightened boss, and ordered the slave to be healed.
The boss is a ruthless person, but he has sympathy for this sin slave. This criminal slave was sent to him by the official family. When he came, his feet and hands were also mutilated. The wounds on his body were layered on top of each other. She was beautiful, even more beautiful than the servants in his courtyard. This sin slave is also obedient, willing to serve anyone, get him a beast, and he will obey, eat what he gives to stutter, and don't give it to him. like a dead man. When he was beaten, he snorted only when he was in severe pain, and when he was scolded, he bowed his head even more. Since the boss brought the criminal slave back from the official dungeon, he never heard the criminal slave say a word. The boss also wants to be nice to this slave, but the official's words are left there. This person has offended the high official and can't live a good life. The boss can't afford to offend the high official, and he is afraid of the official family, so he can only put away his sympathy and toss this criminal slave with all his might.
The sin slave lay on the ground for half a month, and the officials brought him good medicine, just to keep him from dying.
The boss was kind and wanted to change the medicine for this slave, so he asked the slave, "Who did you offend? This man wants you to suffer in life, not even death."
This sin slave actually lost his temper for the first time and knocked over the medicine bowl in the boss's hand with a wave.
The boss was annoyed by the slave's ignorance, and immediately had the slave dragged to the street.
"Today, this person doesn't want money. Anyone who wants to play can play," the boss said to the onlookers while standing at the gate.
"We are afraid of getting sick with such a dirty person!" someone shouted.
In the roar of laughter, the slave was lying on his side and huddled on the snow. He didn't try to cover his naked body in front of everyone's eyes. He already didn't know what shame was.
"Let Ah Chou come!" someone shouted at this time.
Everyone turned their heads. Under the wall outside the crowd, sat a beggar whose body was festering and no one dared to approach him. A few days ago, he came to Huajie to beg for work. This beggar was speechless, and everyone called him Chou.
"Come here," the boss waved at the beggar called A Chou, pointed at the slave on the snow, and said, "This man will let you play for a few days!"