"Mother, will he be okay?" Murong Jin stared at the person lying on the bed with wide eyes, then ran back and hugged Qin Zhou's neck and asked.
Qin Zhou glanced at the imperial doctors kneeling beside the bed and rubbed Murong Jin's head. "It'll be fine. Mother will take you to thank him. Besides, with so many imperial doctors here, nothing will happen to anyone."
Feeling the implication of Qin Zhou's words, the imperial doctors shuddered again.
Murong Jin nodded, his eyes full of expectation as he said, "How long will it take for this uncle to wake up? Hu Tou must thank him very much."
Hearing this, Qin Zhou knocked on the table lightly and stared at the doctors: "Well..."
"Your Majesty, Prince Jin, the poison has been resolved, and the hero will wake up within an hour." They were able to get up. The leading doctor wiped his sweat and replied.
"That's good." Murong Jin sat down obediently on the chair in front of Qin Zhou and asked seriously, "Mother, does your wound still hurt?"
Qin Zhou couldn't help but curl up his lips when he heard this. He gently pinched Murong Jin's little face and smiled: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. I'm glad you're okay."
"Your Majesty, General Xiao requests to see you." The eunuch outside the door came in and reported.
When Qin Zhou heard this, he hurriedly asked someone to come in.
"Did the assassin recruit?"
"They were all very stubborn and refused to confess, keeping silent to the end. But I had their clothes stripped off and found the word "Chu" branded on their chests. The eunuch who helped them in the palace confessed very quickly, saying that they had a base outside the palace and had adopted many little beggars and were training them. General Song has already taken people there." Xiao Tuo picked up Murong Jin's little face and began to ravage it. When he mentioned the group of assassins, his tone was full of contempt.
Chu Jing has been dead for so long, and these people are using Chu Jing's name, but they are actually pursuing their own selfish desires.
"A centipede is still alive even after death. I must treat these people well!" Qin Zhou was very angry. These people brainwashed her people and trained them to be assassins.
Xiao Tuo nodded. Qin Zhou would handle the next thing himself, so he wouldn't be needed. He caught a glimpse of the man lying on the bed, and walked closer to ask, "Is this the hero who saved you?"
"Well, but this person doesn't look like a local. Although he is dressed as a hunter, the fabric of his clothes is something we have never seen before." Qin Zhou asked someone to bring up the clothes that Fan Qingyi had changed out of for Xiao Tuo to see.
It was also the first time that Xiao Tuo had seen this kind of fabric. It was neither cotton, linen, nor silk.
"It feels very comfortable to touch."
Qin Zhou asked someone to take the cloth down for cleaning, then walked to the bed and said, "Not only that, I also feel that this person's accent is strangely familiar."
"If he can sacrifice himself to save you and Hutou, he can't be a bad person. Just wait until he wakes up and ask him. Having said that, you can't take Hutou out alone in the future. Fortunately, Hutou is fine this time, otherwise I won't be able to explain to them when I go back." Xiao Tuo hugged Murong Jin tightly and said seriously, completely forgetting who got Ning Ding drunk first.
Qin Zhou nodded. It was indeed her fault for not considering this matter. "That makes sense. I'll take you with me next time. With you delaying the assassin, Hu Tou and I can run much faster."
"You..." Xiao Tuo was speechless for a moment.
"He's awake, mother, Uncle Xiao, our benefactor is awake." When Murong Jin saw the person on the bed start to move, he quickly jumped off Xiao Tuo, grabbed Qin Zhou's sleeve and shook him.
(End of this chapter)