After thinking for a long time, he raised his hand and picked a dead branch from the tree beside him.
Just as he was about to pick it, he suddenly stopped, threw the dead branch, put down his sleeves and quickly stood up straight.
After a while, there were footsteps coming, the middle-aged man and the dementia boy, Ruan Langzhong and his little dementia, appeared on the other side of the road.
Ruan Langzhong lived on the mountain for a long time, and he had the habit of taking a routine walk every day. This is his regular walk. Everyone knows that there were guards following him at the beginning, but gradually they seldom came—this winter, walking in the cold wind, It's really not a comfortable thing.
He watched the two people approaching, bent over, and the little drug boy stopped first and stared at him.
His eyes were flat, but the dead branches around him suddenly trembled.
Without changing his expression, he greeted Ruan Langzhong with a smile, "How are you, sir?"
Ruan Langzhong smiled and said, "Chengwen, very good."
Qiu Shu was about to back away, Ruan Langzhong suddenly said: "Little brother, why did you hurt your hand?"
The freshly torn wound dripped blood, and a small puddle had already accumulated on the ground. He gasped hissingly, and said with a smile, "I was accidentally cut by a piece of porcelain just now. It's a small matter, so I dare not ask it as a gentleman."
"When we are doctors, our hands itch when we see people get hurt." Ruan Langzhong chuckled and beckoned him to the pavilion, "I'll give you a simple treatment."
The two sat down in the gazebo, Ruan Langzhong took out the medicine pouch he carried with him, searched for it, and turned to the medicine boy, "Can you bring Mabosan?"
Yaotong Xiaodai held a small bag containing Mafeisan pills in his hand, and shook his head resolutely: "No."
Qiu Shu started coughing, Ruan Langzhong looked at Xiaodai in a daze, Xiaodai looked back at him shamelessly, with a resolute expression and clear eyes.
After a long while Ruan Langzhong shook his head helplessly or joyfully, grabbed Qiu Shu's hand, and said apologetically, "Hold on."
The long silver tweezers penetrated into the wound, bit by bit the flesh and blood were removed, and the debris was pinched out. Qiu Shu trembled, but immediately smiled and said, "How are you, sir?"
He had already asked this question when he greeted him before, but now he asked it again, so there was no meaning to it, Ruan Langzhong raised his eyes to look at him, and said after a long while: "It's okay."
This answer was also different from the previous one. Qiu Shushu let out a breath, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. She didn't know if it was pain, but she felt relaxed after hearing this sentence.
"I knew why today." Ruan Langzhong was slowly cleaning the wound while talking to divert his attention, "Be careful."
"A lot of things can't be avoided if you don't want to." Qiu Shu smiled.
"Yes." Ruan Langzhong laughed, "It's better to let myself forget."
"I'm afraid I really want to forget it, but I can't forget it." Qiu Shu looked into Ruan Langzhong's eyes.
Ruan Langzhong mused about the ordinary sentence, he naturally knew what the other party was asking, but this question, and only this question, even he couldn't figure out the answer.
For a person like her, if you really want to put away yourself, you can't really figure out the wisdom and medical skills of the sky.
Ruan Langzhong shook his head for a long while, and said: "The medical skill of the heavens can't cure heart disease."
Qiu Shu fell silent, only the crisp sound of dead leaves rubbing against the ground, and the soft sound of knives, scissors, and tweezers alternately falling on the white stone table. Gradually, a faint smile appeared.
When he laughed, there was a faint sparkle in his eyes, like a silent lake in a distant mountain, lonely for a long time in the years.
It is very troublesome for the wax pill to be crushed in the flesh, after half an hour, Ruan Langzhong said: "Okay."
Qiu Shu smiled again, and Ruan Langzhong raised his eyes, and saw that the color at his neckline had turned darker, and his clothes must have been completely wet inside and out.
The wax pill fell bloody under the shadow of their palms, and Xiao Dai stood indifferently a foot away, with him around, no one could get close without being noticed.
The wax pellets were crushed, a thin strip of paper, some lines were drawn with a very thin pen, the handwriting was ugly, and the lines were crooked, but it was rare for a rough person to draw such thin lines with such a thin pen.
Thanks to being so thin, the wax pellets are small and easy to hide, otherwise they wouldn't even fit into the wound.
The two extremely intelligent men, but they were remembered at a glance. Langzhong Ruan raised his hand to pack the medicine bag, and when he removed the medicine bag, not to mention the note was gone, even the wax star was gone.
Qiu Shu got up and thanked Ruan Langzhong, Ruan Langzhong calmly invited him to take a walk together, the three followed the original path until they walked to the second entrance of the inner courtyard before breaking up, and then went back to Suixuezhai and the other to the study.
Qiu Shu, who went to the study, carefully sorted the documents, polished the ink, tidied up the desk, and dusted the bookshelves. Although he was a servant in the study, Jin Siyu was completely royal, and the servant could only be in his office. When he was away, he took care of everything in the study, and when he was working, no one was allowed to be present.
Jin Siyu likes to work at night. According to his regulations, at the end of the application and the beginning of the year, the servant must leave the study. At that time, it was already dark, and the big kitchen had already served dinner. It's good, sometimes you can only wait for breakfast the next day hungry.
It was only Shen Shichu at this time, and there was still plenty of time. At this time, Jin Siyu had never been to the study room, and Qiu Shu was cleaning it slowly, looking at the books one by one in front of the long row of bookshelves as if browsing.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, mixed with the woman's weak and shy low laughter.
The voice was so familiar that Qiu Shu, who was standing in front of the bookshelf, froze there as if struck by five thunders.
Immediately, I heard a low male voice, approaching quickly, and said with a smile, "Shao Yaoer, it's rare that you eat more tonight, the doctor said to go out and take a break, for fear of food accumulation... just right, let's take a look Where I work every day."
The woman giggled, her voice was muffled, as if she was sinking into someone else's arms, "What kind of way is this? You let me go by myself..."
Both of them spoke briskly, full of joy. Qiu Shu, who had his back to the door, tilted his head and listened quietly.
The voice of the conversation approached quickly, and Qiu Shu put down the duster a little stiffly. It was inappropriate to go out at this time. It is said that once the prince bumps into the servant staying in the study, he will expel him or beat him to death. He looked around, I had no choice but to dodge and hide in the tent behind the long row of bookshelves.